[b]Segue: Collab with [@Dane][/b]
[i]Before the Dutchman took off[/i]

[i]Prior departure, the respective Thought Projections of Ur and Ifrit, huddled.[/i]	
	"Like it or not, it is unwise to stoop on the level of the aggressor, especially if they're older than you, Mizore is, and Mizore does, state your grievance, I do not condone her actions, there will come a time but she got us closer to Arius, making up for the loss of 300 years ago, our fallen friend, fellow founder, turned Demon." 
	Ifrit's brow furrowed in slight frustration. "Mistress, I don't think you understand the situation like I see it. Yes, Mizore is invaluable to not only this guild, but to us as well. But we have to put a leash on her. Her actions are a threat to my employees, your guild members. I... I don't think her actions have the health of others in mind."
	"Our." Ur emphasized as she put her finger to his mouth with a coyly smile, whispering softly. "We're a family Ifrit." She turned to the other side of the couch in her starkness. "Have you not forget the binding vow that all the S-Classes made towards Mizore, I myself included?"
	He sighed. It's impossible to argue with Ur. Ifrit walks over to the side of the couch and sits on its arm. "I am a God, Ur. It is... hard for me to find fraternity with the others. I'm used to a kind of distant reverence an acolyte has with their patron, or an employee with their boss. Not like this. And last I remembered, I only made that vow because you did. I was against the whole idea."
	Ur, amused, chuckled. "A God enslaved by the vision of another God~" said so whimsically. "25 years on this Eden, from birth to godhood, you still think like a child. Experience is timeless, Ifrit, for that draws the parallel-differing and unmeeting lines of experience and wisdom." Said so deeply and meaningful. You made that vow because Gilgamesh showed it to you upon his defeat at your hand before absorbing him, has gotten you weary." She hugged him from the back as her chest pressed against his back. "Try to loosen up and understand the human soul, lest their paths astray" pinching his ear tightly.
	Ifrit chuckles. He's unphased by the open display of affection. Whether he's used to it by now or simply welcome's a rare moment of vulnerability, he does not say. "In honesty, Ur, I still wonder my place in all of this. A man-made god, who killed divinity to inherit their place, and embroiled in the blessings and benedictions of his mother, a primordial. It all sound so bizarre, doesn't it?" He turns around to look Ur in the eye. His are filled with a melancholic weight. The odd curse of a youthful body but ancient spirit. "I... promise I will try to understand the human condition better. But, in the future, can you at least tell me before you recruit another lunatic into the guild? I'm supposed to be your right hand. It's hard to follow in your light if you keep me in the dark."
	She briefly stole a kiss from said God's lips, purring as she teased. "Don't be such a baby~ don't be so Iffy, Ifrit." She said so endearingly. "Do not let byproducts of time, be the ultimate judge, for the future is malleable ~. Do you perhaps, regret meeting Mizore's ambiguous existence or your godly mind has yet to embrace the gravity of maturing reality?" The very same words rippled unto Ifrit's core, Ur echoing the very same words as the Time Goddess, Kronos. Mizore predates Ifrit, for she's a first generation member of Fenix Tear while Ifrit is fourth. Ur drew lines upon his abs. "What is is then, young God?"
	A small flush fill's the god's face. Such intimacy... sometimes he forgets the blessings of mortality. He grab's Ur's waist and brings her into and embrace. "Mizore is something I should be. An ancient power, a force made flesh. I... still have a lot to learn. By all accounts, I am young. But I have a religion, a legend, a corporation, an ancient power and divine responsibility. Something someone of her stature should have... not me. In a way, I fear what I am. I fear what she is. I fear what our differences may do to the guild." He leans in and whispers in Ur's ear "Using my own mother's words against me. Cheap shot." He chuckled.
	Thought Projection ended as Ur and Ifrit, husband and wife, met in the flesh. "You're quite the multitasker. Mending the Flying Dutchman since the Battle of Eramanet, Sun Dragon God, Atlas Flame. Unfortunate, we failed to protect him in time, now the Sun Village is frozen. Comparison is a thief of joy. There are things that cannot be unraveled without the proper notion. No matter, husband, forgive me for my insulting cruelty. You may not like it but being partly human, that side of yours could be nurtured. Your divine side needs to be balanced. But you're right. I'll be more forthcoming, for the guild, for you and for our children."
	"Thank you, Ur" Ifrit whispers. "Speaking of which, why did you want me to repair the Dutchman? Is there a mission happening soon?" 
	"Yeah. I met Arius and Aki is his son with the Firelord, out of wedlock. I don't intend to use the boy for my own leverage, I'm going to save him just because his fugitive of a demonic father, can't. I'm going to Shangri-La's Imperial Court to stand trial and testify for Aki's life.."
	Ifrit’s brows furrowed. “Are you sure this is safe? The Firelord isn’t known for her tolerance of people like Aki. Especially if it’s her bastard, it might seem as an attack on her legitimacy.”
	"Firelord... Craïstine Shangri-La. We once weren't always at odds. That's another story. I know her well enough to observe the boy's career with great interest." Ur said.
	“What would you have me do, my love?” Ifrit asked. His eyes stared into her soul. He feels the weight of untold years in her. He sees her power. He sometimes wonders how he looks to her. An old, divine soul in the body of a young mortal. Nonetheless, he’s happy to be a part of her story.
	She put her finger on his lips. "Now. Now. We got things to settle. I know for sure, that the trial goes well for Aki. Now, you can be two places at once, don't interfere on the Quest that Mizore got them unless life threatening, go search for a Dragon Slayer,  our guild could use one."