While she typically kept a professional, upright stance, Qullqiya found herself leaning over her glass table, arms spread. She was bored. Again To play with tiny things was satisfying to an extent but everything was so vague while she was stuck in her office, she could barely notice what the other gods were doing, it felt like some weird sort of game where she mostly guessed what entities now completely separate from her were doing. It was all too easy too, awfully easy, she never felt challenged anymore and that really killed her chaotic creative spirit. At least she had her study of Enmity’s work to distract her, know thy enemy as they said! Understanding reality to its core was necessary to fight back against it and lacking the brute force of something like the collective unconscious she had no option but to put massive personal effort in these matters. The results had been nice so far, and she was starting to formulate a theory on the topic. She also had self-improved, increasing the amount of things within the supernatural sphere that she could control with ease. After doing it so many times, Amalgamation became very easy to perform. Still, she was so bored, why couldn’t… A portal opened, and as she got up to see it she heard a loud yell in her mind. Other gods, she could feel them, just beyond the portal, this had arrived just in time. [hr] [b][h1][center]A meeting of chaotic minds[/center][/h1][/b] Featuring Yamat [@King of Rats] and Qullqiya [@Double Capybara] With the portal opened, Qullqiya had walked into Antiquity and saw herself facing many godly presences around her. She sighed, placing a hand in her hips as she observed all of them, given her previous thoughts it would make sense to approach one of them, yet, she did not quite know how. She had only seen one god in her life, and she was sure she shouldn’t address anyone like she addressed Qael’Naeth. As such, she simply stood there for a moment, standing still and brooding. Yamat had once more found himself in Antiquity, gazing upon the variety of gods when one caught his eye. He had definitely not seen her before, both on Galbar or in Antiquity, in fact, her entire presence was unknown to him. Oh this could get interesting, a previously unknown actor revealing themselves? He quickly drew himself closer to the god. [color=DAA250]”It's always nice to see another of our kind appear.”[/color] He spoke as soon as he was close enough, offering a slight bow to the goddess. [color=DAA250]”I assume you’ve just arrived?”[/color] The pale woman turned as she saw herself facing some sort of masked god, one of the advantages of existence was that even if you did not felt ready to do something it could still force you to do it anyway, as such, Qullqiya’s plans for a planned introduction were quickly gone, and yet, it was probably the best way for a goddess of chaotic energies to start to socialize again. [color=0076a3]”I arrived recently, yet long enough to have heard a god yell into our minds and to have a certain notion of what is happening here. Hello. I am Qullqiya, Goddess of Magic. To whom do I owe the pleasure?”[/color] she turned to face the god and adjusted her posture to be more formal. [color=DAA250]”Ah yes, that annoying message, but regardless, I am Yamat,”[/color] He bowed deeply as he often does, his lanky form doubling over and his left arm shooting out while his right was placed to his chest, before rapidly rising once more. [color=DAA250]”Goddess of magic huh? Didn’t know we had two of those”[/color] He mused out loud, investigating the goddess’ form and appearance. She was a tall, tidy looking being, skin cold and white like marble and a bit mirrored. [color=0076a3]”Well, we shouldn’t have two of us, but Qael couldn’t do his job properly and constantly tried to stop the more chaotic side of magic in his quest to appease others. I had no option but to be born given the situation.”[/color] Yamat nodded [color=DAA250]”I see,”[/color] he thought back to his encounter with Qael, the god had never mentioned he had another side. [color=DAA250]”So I assume the two of you are one, less than agreeable terms?”[/color] [color=0076a3]”Your assumption is correct. I don’t even have euphemisms for this one, it’s a real grudge held by both sides. Though for the sake of civility I will try not to cause a scene here in this realm shared by the gods.[/color] she added, tilting her head slightly to the left in a contained showcase of displeasure. Yamat looked around the realm [color=DAA250]”Well as other I and some other gods have observed, the realm looks fitting for fighting, and besides,”[/color] He turned back towards the goddess, a slight sparkle in his eye. [color=DAA250]”There’s no real authority here, so i'm sure you can do nearly as much as you please.”[/color] She sighed. [color=0076a3]”There was never any authority back then too, not until we were banished and even then, the Lifeblood acted on an impulse not on a plan. The question is more on the side of, well, battles can be boring, especially godly battles that last a whole day. I have done it once and I do not see how doing it again benefits me or my cause. Whenever I feel like I can take down Qael in a quick, decisive manner, I will do it without a second thought.”[/color] Yamat chuckled [color=DAA250]”My my, someone is sure of their abilities, that would be certainly interesting to see, a nice little addition to this beautiful play.”[/color] He wistfully sighed, hoping to see that scene if it ever occured [color=DAA250]”Now tell me, goddess of magic, how do you feel about tragedy?”[/color] She rose one eyebrow at that, raising her head a bit before walking in circles for a short bit. [color=0076a3]”Well… It depends, tragedy is a complex concept, isn’t it? Much like a shadow is created by the presence of light, tragedies exist by the expectation of a better result or the experience of better times, there is a sense of unfairness to them, things that do not break the norm are not tragic. Don’t you agree?”[/color] Yamat could feel the smile creeping behind his mask, he was already liking this goddess.[color=DAA250] “I would agree yes, there can be no real tragedy without some change, I must say you are the first god i’ve met who’s held a belief like that, often I find most of them either don’t care for the subject or consider it completely useless, a shame really, many of them would learn well from a good tragedy.”[/color] He fell silent, pondering some ideas that had sprung up in his mind. She hummed for a moment. [color=0076a3]”Well, I think it's because I too work with an element which only exists in the balance of things. I have had a realm of my own and it was impossible for me to create chaos on my own, there was nothing to break and no purpose in doing it. I can imagine your experience in exile might have been similar, right, God of Tragedy.”[/color] she smiled, never having been told what Yamat’s domain was. He chuckled, his smile growing wider, [color=DAA250]”My my, the first to guess it correctly, i’ll have you know that is quite a feat amongst here, but, yes, I found the, realms, as others call them painful, tragedy can only work well when you have a majestic state and a wellspring of actors to perform it,”[/color] He once more observed the common realm, eyeing up the other gods [color=DAA250]”Which I have more than enough at this point, wouldn't you agree?”[/color] He addressed the goddess, his torso almost snapping back to face her. [color=0076a3]”Hmm, there is a certain implication to that, isn’t there? Would you say this is enough? That this is the peak? It's a dangerous thought to have, but I am certain it is not the case.”[/color] [color=DAA250]”Well, a play is always less about the number of its actors, more instead about the quality of the actors, how well they can perform their role, what they add to the play in of itself, a large cast of fantastic actors is far better than a small cast of terrible actors in my humble opinion, what I just need to figure out.”[/color] He leaned forward, drawing himself closer to the goddess [color=DAA250]”Is just how well my actors can perform, something I am, very interested in.”[/color] She stayed firm in place, merely gracing him with an interested look. [color=0076a3]”Ah? Are you working on a special passion project at the moment? You have my curiosity, Yamat.”[/color] [color=DAA250]”I am always working on scenes for the beautiful play and a goddess of chaotic magic would be, more than helpful in them, as you said tragedy comes from chaos, i’m sure a goddess like you can aid me even without any, direct plans, i'm sure you dislike those regardless.”[/color] So many intriguing actors, Yamat could tell this play would be glorious. Qullqiya closed one eye. [color=0076a3]”In all honesty, I feel like the real tragedy would be a world where everything is predictable and rules can’t be broken, but that is my concept, and I am not the goddess of tragedy. But we occupy similar places and all my creations are meant to be wild cards, in that sense, yes, we do bring benefits to each other.”[/color] she adjusted her necktie before smiling. [color=0076a3]”And on the contrary, I am very proud of my plans. Chaos is best distributed through the word by fine working neatly organized systems.”[/color] [color=DAA250]”You continue to surprise me Qull, a chaotic god who values their well ordered plans, you are, certainly an enigma, more than fitting your domain.”[/color] [color=0076a3]”Sometimes, you don’t need to solve the paradoxes of your being, but embrace them. Like creating a tragedy through a blessing.”[/color] she nodded. Yamat chuckled once more [color=DAA250]”Very much so, I must say, I have thoroughly enjoyed our conversation Qull,”[/color] he held out his hand, his smile having never faded [color=DAA250]”perhaps we should talk again another time? Discuss some plans and have ourselves a grand old time?”[/color] [color=0076a3]”That sounds excellent. It is always nice to share ideas with a like minded individual, especially after two thousand years of exile.”[/color] she bowed slightly to Yamat, also having a smile on her face, albeit a smaller one. [color=0076a3]”Until next time, and good luck in your endeavours.”[/color] [hider=summary] Qullqiya is bored in her realm, everything has been easy and she misses the gods. She does some study into the mechanics of reality to better understand them (1 might) and grabs the Amalgamation portfolio (3 might) She leaves and meets Yamat, they have a long and pleasant, if intense, conversation. It mostly covers basic introductions but also touches upon musings about the nature of tragedy and paradoxes as well as a simple exchange of pleasantries between two gods who find their domains to not exist as things onto themselves but in reaction to other things (tragedy needs a concept of how things should have been instead, supernatural needs a sense of normalcy) [/hider] [hider=might summary] Qull- -1 might into studying reality (dark matter port ⅕) -3 might getting the Amalgamation port. Yamat- None [/hider]