pc catchall for shess (nonbelligerent)

[foodbin]

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[nonbelligerent]

[at that, he looks amused.]

I just like flowers.

[he's assured enough in his masculinity to admit this??]

[foodbin]

...Yeah. Me too.

[The smile on her face is a touch warmer then the ones she might usually give, even if she's looking towards the plants as she gives it.]

I'm not going to look a gift garden in the mouth, at least, even if they didn't put this here for us.

[nonbelligerent]

I do have to wonder what the purpose of all these areas are for... Do we really need all those clothes, for example?

[foodbin]

Between that and the houses, I'd guess they're planning on us staying awhile, but... I have to wonder about the temple, too.

[nonbelligerent]

[ah, yes, the temple.]

Perhaps some sort of gods are involved in this.

[foodbin]

[A while ago she would have said that was impossible, right.]

Not... the weirdest thing that's ever happened, I guess. [But still pretty weird.] Do you have experience with that kind of thing?

[nonbelligerent]

Their presence is rather prominent where I'm from. However, it seems that's not necessarily the case in other worlds.

[foodbin]

Well... Are they the fire and brimstone kind of gods, or the endless mercy kind of gods?

[nonbelligerent]

That's a complicated question to answer.

[foodbin]

[She wasn't quite expecting a serious answer, but she tilts her head anyways.]

You don't have to give it a shot if you don't want to, you know.

[nonbelligerent]

[there's a lot of complicated nonhuman feelings on the topic.]

I think our worlds are very different. In that case, I'm not sure where I'd even begin.

[foodbin]

[A soft, surprised laugh.]

Yeah. I get the feeling my world is different from most everybody's.

[She doesn't elaborate on that, though, glancing towards him instead.]

Well, hopefully they aren't assholes, at least.

[nonbelligerent]

They do their duty.

[foodbin]

And... What duty is that, exactly?

[nonbelligerent]

To do what they perceive to be the best for the universe.

[foodbin]

[...mm.]

Okay, I'm not having this particular conversation right now. Or for the next ten years, hopefully. What do you want to talk about?

[nonbelligerent]

[that was him trying to diplomatically avoid telling her that the gods are giant assholes.]

I don't really mind any topic.

[foodbin]

...What was it like? Where you're from. Aside from the... gods.

[nonbelligerent]

[he smiles wryly.]

There are multiple dimensions in my universe, as well as numerous inhabited planets. Each is different from one another.

[foodbin]

Which one do you live in? Or do you just... bounce between them all?

[nonbelligerent]

I travel more often than they average person, though I've remained on one for a while.

[foodbin]

What's that one like, then?

[nonbelligerent]

Not wholly unlike this one, I suppose. The sky is blue, and there's a variety of landscapes. The population is divided into major cities, with villages scattered in between, and magicians hold authority—if the gods are not present, at least.

[foodbin]

Magicians? Sounds like something out of a fairy tale.

[But that's not to say it sounds like she doesn't believe him. She tilts her head.]

What were the magicians like?

[nonbelligerent]

They're humans. Much like yourself, I suppose. To be honest, I can barely fathom a world where humans don't use magic.