Taair. I do not doubt that you would give your all for your Iria. For those that suffer beneath the yoke of this... Papal States that Caris leads. But it is precisely because I do not doubt that I say any of this, that I pressure you to consider what it is that you intend to do.
No, and I would not ask you to. Contracts are to be negotiated, made fair and balanced, and understood by all parties. Even as the God of Contracts, I hold myself to the same standard that I hold others to.
[ but - ]
You return to Caris with naught but yourself, no plan, no aid, you could very well be consigning yourself to being her prized songbird returned and held in a reinforced cage. A nation might be kept from war, but it could very well be brought to heel. [ and samantha, drinking herself to death to drown her sins and guilt as caris' hound, nevermind the leader or inanna. ]
The foundation of the contract I propose is this: if you do not have a plan of action in place, at the end of this path to judgement day, then I will gather those most willing and capable of helping you together, and we will be escorting you to offer your mercenary friend the numbers that he will need to place Princess Inanna on the throne.
Because I have not once in six thousand years abided by a tyrant. I will not begin now, when a newfound friend and his home face one.
[ it's... a sweet offer, but - well, taair's smart. the easiest thing to do would be to say yes, but he would not be much of a historian if he couldn't note contradictions. ]
And if that blocks you from solving your own problems? From returning safely to your own worlds? We do not even know if that would be possible.
If this is not something that can be done, then we will see what can be offered from Heaven itself. From this God that the angels believe so much in, but has failed to guarantee our safety on this journey for redemption.
You need not agree to it, now. But I only ask - not as the God of Contracts, but as Zhongli alone - that you consider it, and think on what your plan will be upon your return.
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Taair. I do not doubt that you would give your all for your Iria. For those that suffer beneath the yoke of this... Papal States that Caris leads. But it is precisely because I do not doubt that I say any of this, that I pressure you to consider what it is that you intend to do.
So I would propose a contract.
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[ a contract, for whatever it will be, but - he's listening, and gives a small nod. go on. ]
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[ but - ]
You return to Caris with naught but yourself, no plan, no aid, you could very well be consigning yourself to being her prized songbird returned and held in a reinforced cage. A nation might be kept from war, but it could very well be brought to heel. [ and samantha, drinking herself to death to drown her sins and guilt as caris' hound, nevermind the leader or inanna. ]
The foundation of the contract I propose is this: if you do not have a plan of action in place, at the end of this path to judgement day, then I will gather those most willing and capable of helping you together, and we will be escorting you to offer your mercenary friend the numbers that he will need to place Princess Inanna on the throne.
Because I have not once in six thousand years abided by a tyrant. I will not begin now, when a newfound friend and his home face one.
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And if that blocks you from solving your own problems? From returning safely to your own worlds? We do not even know if that would be possible.
[ it makes his stomach twist, guiltily. ]
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If this is not something that can be done, then we will see what can be offered from Heaven itself. From this God that the angels believe so much in, but has failed to guarantee our safety on this journey for redemption.
You need not agree to it, now. But I only ask - not as the God of Contracts, but as Zhongli alone - that you consider it, and think on what your plan will be upon your return.
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...well. It would be especially poor of me not to consider such a kind offer. [ so... ] I will.