"To ensure it is safe from those who would use it, as per my oath to Onyx Prime. Yet my own hands are currently tied by the thief who stole my True name."
A slight bump in the road, nothing more. "Your people shall not be in danger. I promise you this, and I promise once I have it, I shall move it to a safer location."
Mikaela will know she's telling the truth with both promises made.
Mikaela finds three questions to be a relatively arbitrary number, but she knows by now this is just how psychic stuff works. She takes it in stride and manages to not be too grumpy about it.
"How did you get involved with Onyx Prime?" One. "Why do you want it, other than to get it out the wrong hands?" Two. She pauses on the last one. "Why should I trust you?"
She knows the feeling she got-- but she knows by now those can be artificially created. Isn't that exactly what Quintessa did to Xercine, after all?
"I met him; we became friends over over. I could not tell you the time scale, only that it was was before their war was a glint. Then, one day, at the height of it, he vanished. Lost, gone. I know not where he is gone, or if he shall return. So, I keep what he left behind, the masks, safe. Until I either draw my last breath, the universe ends, Onyx Prime returns from whence he has gone."
She tilts her head, then pulls back the hood to reveal herself: 'Tara'isha Daēuua'. "Your choices matter; they make you you. I have no say in them, nor do I wish to."
If Shiny were healthy, Mikaela gets the feeling she'd look a lot like Tara'isha. Mikaela also gets the feeling that if they next meet, Tara's fate is very much in her hands.
Does Maccadam know about this? She should try to look into Onyx; see what happens. Not with the lenses, though.
"I'll trust your actions more than your words," she says, still a little hesitant. "I'll see about getting this done for you. Don't do anything you'll regret."
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"What do you want it for?"
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A slight bump in the road, nothing more. "Your people shall not be in danger. I promise you this, and I promise once I have it, I shall move it to a safer location."
Mikaela will know she's telling the truth with both promises made.
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"How many questions will you take right now? Or did you just want confirmation for help?"
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"Three. I shall take three and answer as best I am able."
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"How did you get involved with Onyx Prime?" One. "Why do you want it, other than to get it out the wrong hands?" Two. She pauses on the last one. "Why should I trust you?"
She knows the feeling she got-- but she knows by now those can be artificially created. Isn't that exactly what Quintessa did to Xercine, after all?
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She tilts her head, then pulls back the hood to reveal herself: 'Tara'isha Daēuua'. "Your choices matter; they make you you. I have no say in them, nor do I wish to."
If Shiny were healthy, Mikaela gets the feeling she'd look a lot like Tara'isha. Mikaela also gets the feeling that if they next meet, Tara's fate is very much in her hands.
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"I'll trust your actions more than your words," she says, still a little hesitant. "I'll see about getting this done for you. Don't do anything you'll regret."
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And with that, she fades.