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[amaure]

[When the feed cuts on, it's later in the evening, well after the first day of Rocket training, and thus Emet-Selch is not wearing his uniform while in his little dormitory. What he is wearing is far more extravagant. Yes, he took the time to put that thing back on, he wasn't about to suffer the alternative longer than what was necessary. Of course there are likely those who saw him in that most abhorrent uniform, if others were in training or aiding in the training that is. All of which he's been entirely quick in mastering, almost as if he's already...mastered such trivial skills. He has, and plus some.

Regardless, that's not what this is about. Well, it kinda is, actually.]

Good evening, I am Solus zos Galvus—your newest recruit to this fine organization of unscrupulous villains. Certainly prompt with the training, aren't they? That sort of rigid discipline I can most certainly respect—after all, with poor foundation, you cannot expect aught else but for everything to come crumbling down around you.

[He settles back in his seat, resting his elbow on the desk he's clearly sitting at, cupping his cheek with the palm of his hand as he lazily gazes into the feed.]

Regardless, such training is wasted on one such as I, but I understand rules are rules, and even I am no exception. [There's the slightest edge of annoyance to his tone, but it disappears as he continues.] Regardless, 'twould do us well to know each other properly, wouldn't you agree? So come, introduce yourselves to me. For I will know each and every one of you, as well as what rank you hold—what skill sets you have, and so forth.

If I am to familiarize myself with this team, to know which holes my expertise should rightly fill, then I must take your measure.

Comments

[amaure]

Hmm.

[He contemplates that. Such..absurdity, yet in a strange way he doesn't mind it.]

I suppose one must make due with what's available.

[insidescoop]

[Nothing but a shrug at that.] I guess in those cases it doesn't feel as personal when you're fighting with Pokemon?

I'm going to be honest, a lot of disputes were solved with pretty similar methods back home...just, using cards instead of magical animal things I guess...

[amaure]

As to be expected, there is little satisfaction to be had when you are not the one harming your foe, nor is it your foe that is likewise being harmed.

[Which is a very...mortal way to look at it, but he is indeed speaking with a mortal, so...]

But what is this about cards? You merely played games to sort disagreements?

[Honestly, he doesn't mind that in concept. After all, in Amaurot, they merely debated away their issues.]

someone kicked a loan shark's ass this way thanks ygo

[insidescoop]

[Just uhhhh one big shrug to that. You do you buddy.

Cards though.] Yeah, for the most part. It uh...gets a little messy when you throw things like disputes between gods, or psychics, but in general if you have a duel and one or the other wins, then it's settled!

[Possibly because duels between massive holograms make it Really hard to save face if you go back on your word.]

oh ygo never change

[amaure]

[His amusement at this is plain as he lets out a short laugh.]

Even your gods play these games? I do suppose it's a far less messy means to settle disputes. Far less bloodshed.

[He's just imagining people playing triple triad to settle wars instead of the large scale bloodbaths that usually result. Maybe if mortals had turned to that, than murdering their brethren, he'd have more hope for them. Alas.]

[insidescoop]

Ehhhh....

More like they push things around through them with....catastrophic results...

[amaure]

...Through a card game.

[what]

[insidescoop]

You can do a lot with magic! I mean, sure on their own solid vision holograms won't cause damage, but when high powered entities start throwing that in to create real damage and eat up souls, it's just not a great time..!

[IT'S BAD NEWS BEARS]

[amaure]

Ah, I see.

[Well...]

...Well, I know not your gods, but they sound more akin to fiends.

[insidescoop]

Honestly, that's a good word for it. Even on the 'good' side, I mean, does a war seriously have to break out every 5000 years?? And I'm pretty sure that guy recruited kids for his side too!

[She didn't exactly interact with the twins, but she at least KNEW they were Signers, and That's Not Great.]

[amaure]

[Ah, and here he had thought for a moment that she might be from a world where mortals learned to shed their violent ambitions. Seems to not be the case, fiendish overlords or no.]

'Tis but the nature of the world, I'm afraid.

[Not his world, or the world he plans to bring back. But, the mortal world(s).]

[insidescoop]

Uhhhhh...

[Squinting....]

You seem pretty confident in that... [Suspicious...]

[amaure]

When you have observed mortal nature as I have, for as long as I have, you come to accept certain facts of reality.

Whether or not these fiends have a hand in it, changes little.

[insidescoop]

...Since when was anything thousands of years old 'mortal' though?

Like...You can't really call that 'mortal' nature. Nature of a world with crummy immortals on it, sure, but it's not like the people and animals asked for things like that to poke their noses in.

[amaure]

Does this war not include mortals?

[See, what he's doing here is still blaming the mortals of some involvement in it. Sure, the fiend-gods have their problems too, but as he understands it, gods are mere tools created to serve a purpose for the masses. They are mere constructs that serve their purpose, regardless of how violent, and while they become the master, ultimately their creators (usually mortal) are to blame.]

Or am I to believe your lot sits around, doing naught, whilst these fiends fight with one another?

[insidescoop]

As...pawns...sure... [She raises a brow.]

Look, it's sort of like if something just showed up and started using all of the people around like the pieces on a chessboard. Whether it's tricking them, or possessing them outright, that's still...not their fault, that's the fault of the things that decided 'Hey! Let's have a big fight using these things as our tools!'

Everyone else is kind of stuck trying not to get killed in the process, since...well, those big 'fiend' gods are still pretty strong!

[amaure]

Possession would indeed absolve them.

[Not trickery, though. The lack of intelligence and wisdom to know otherwise is clearly their fault. The fault of mortals and their limitations.]

Tell me, from whence did these fiends arise?

[insidescoop]

Exactly! [Whether she's realized he considers trickery Their Fault or not, she's not addressing it. Even if she does, she's probably not surprised though- he seems like the type.]

PHEW! [From WHENCE though!] Rough question! [Very rough.] I mean...that's before humans really existed!

...And for that matter it's kind of a 'my world' problem, after that... I don't know what things are like where you're from, but I mean...world differences are going to mean some things just don't line up when we're talking about this stuff in the end.

[amaure]

I do suppose you have the right of it. [WHAAAT he can admit something like that???] I know not the laws of your reality, but like as not, stable realities tend to follow a certain logic, similar rules of creation, and so forth.

Even this world is proving to be little different in that regard, for as nonsensical as it seems. However, such nonsense is to be expected in a broken reality, and this is proving to be quite.

Mayhap what you take for gods are not gods at all, for to me, they sound rather pedestrian.

[insidescoop]

Hey, hard agree there with the 'gods'! [Ahahaha!]

And I mean at the end of the day if you're a few thousand years old you've probably seen more than me, so. Can't exactly argue that you'd know more about reality in your zone of things than I ever will about mine...

[Ahahahaaa...] I like to think of it less as broken and more 'unique' myself; at the very least, it's better than where I came from, in a number of ways...

[Ah, well.] That's obviously not going to be something everyone agrees with on, though. But at the end of the day, calling one world as far removed from another 'broken' because of all the stuff going on feels kinda like saying an orange is broken because it's not an apple. And sure, both fruits can definitely be bruised, but the important bit is they're different fruits!

[amaure]

A fair bit more than a few thousand, but such exacts matter not.

[He's real old. Like, mindbogglingly old.]

I do not believe this is a matter of apples and oranges, seeing as both serve a purpose, and do so well. One might argue that this reality serves its own purpose, but considering the glaring problems within it, I do not believe it does so well.

Whatever you choose to name it changes little, unique or broken. If all realities were fruits, this one is most likely rotten, what parts survived such decay does not save the parts ruined by the rot.

As such, I would sooner pick a fresh apple than this one, and I am confident you feel the same.

[insidescoop]

[Whistling...] Hooo, I wonder if you're older than Spinel...

[As it is. She just...laughs.] Maybe you just haven't found the purpose of this one yet then~! But if you ask me, after being here for a year, I don't think this one's as rotten as the outside makes it seem~ [Wink~]

But...like I said, that's not going to be something everyone ever agrees on- and I mean, you've barely been here a few days! It's not like you've seen everything the place has to offer...Heck, I sure haven't after a whole year...

[amaure]

More than likely.

[There are few things older than him. In fact, only two, and one of them is dead.]

Mayhap, mayhap not. I suppose I shall enjoy working it out all the same. One must keep the mind busy, after all. I confess you do have a point, I have scant seen much of this world, but I still doubt I will change my mind. 'Tis not oft that I err in my judgments.

[insidescoop]

Heheee~! That's the spirit then! [Honestly it's better than many could hope for in her opinion.]

On a 'work' related note, it's pretty easy to get by without actually doing anything illegal by the way. Everyone has to turn in a pokemon every two weeks after training is over, but they don't ask where or how you got them- catching something in the wild the same way everyone else does, and turning those in is just as good...and honestly, way less trouble.

Means you get to travel more too~!

[amaure]

[He huffs with amusement at her...decidedly pure advice. As if she were worried about him feeling the need to commit crimes, like he'd have some moral dilemma over it. Were these crimes against his equals, perhaps, but these were crimes against halfmen. No worse than stealing from an ant.]

I will keep that in mind, though I must admit I am not much a fan of travel.

[Solus has done it so much...to so many different shards...it gets a little stale after a few thousand years.]