Demon Talk

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Shax: Shaxurohm had been puzzling over this for what he assumed to be hours. Or it could have been seconds. One couldn’t really tell when not in the mortal world. Either way, he was confused - not a feeling he had much experience with.
Why was it that Nalaagura Ep’ha cared so much about these mortals all of a sudden? Especially this...dark-eyes… He knew that her brother had created an illusion, and made her think a mortal had died, but why had it affected her? And more importantly, when a mortal was about to kill another, why, why, WHY did she care?
Hello....Stonegit, was it?
Stonegit : Stonegit wiped his eyes quickly, and then rolled them. “Nice new voice,” he said. “Did you finally get tired of taking the form of Orskaf?” he asked, thinking it was Hel playing another game with him.
Shax: Do you think I’m Hel, boy? The Weaver projected an image of himself for Stonegit to see, drawing himself up to his full height. You are very much mistaken. You may be her new plaything, but you are of interest to . . others as well.
Stonegit: Stonegit starred up at him, his face blank. “Oh no…” he said, beginning to slowly shake his head. “Oh no! No! No!” he moaned, rolling back and rubbing his eyes with his hands. “Not another one…”
Shax: Don’t worry, I don’t intend to hurt you. I just want to speak to you. Shaxurohm leaned down so his face was level with Stonegit’s. Now, there’s something I would like to know. Why does Nalaagura Ep’ha care for you so much? 
Stonegit: "I’m sorry, you sneezed in the middle of your sentence," Stonegit said. "As for your previous statement, I would prefer if you hurt me. Because I am up to my Odin blessed earlobes with pretentious demons ‘just talking with me.’ so yeah…"
Shax: The Weaver completely ignored the second of Stonegit’s comments, instead choosing to rephrase his question. Ah, that’s right. You don’t know my dear cousin by her name, only her title. The way he said “dear cousin” made it quite clear that he was currently thinking quite the opposite about his cousin. Let me repeat my question. Why does the Warden care for you? He straightened, glowering down at Stonegit as he impatiently waited for his answer.
Stonegit: Stonegit slowly stretched an arm over his head, groaning at he sat up, taking his sweet time. “So now you guys have family dynamics? Perfect, just what I needed.”
Stonegit rolled his neck. “Look bub, I’ve bantered with Hel, killed a Valkyire, and am the bodyguard of the most bad ass man on the face of the planet so sorry if I seem a little…isolate…actually. Either way, the Warden and I used to work together…of sorts. But I imagine she doesn’t care too much for me anymore, I kinda pulled the wool over her eyes.” 
Shax: Oh I can assure you quite the opposite. Do you really think I would care about speaking to a mortal such as yourself if I couldn’t? You would hardly be worth my time. Shaxurohm attempted to show Stonegit what had happened when the Warden thought Blunt had killed him, only to feel his magic being blocked. He let out a shout of anger, but it was not in any language known to man; although he assumed that Hel would be able to understand. Not that he cared, one way or the other.
Stonegit: "Please," Stonegit said, scrambling to his knees and folding his hands. "Please find a way to make me not worth your while…and go away!" he finished, pointing off to the side. He sighed, flopping  onto his back again.
He thought for a moment. “I accidentally drew her into possessing me by using a magic lake. We made an agreement with each other and I…” he stopped. He didn’t know this demons intentions, and this demon clearly didn’t like the Warden. Sure Stonegit knew that the Warden was abusing the rebellion again, and possessing Haddock. But he still knew that there was something good in her. Maybe this was a misunderstanding. Either was he wasn’t about to sell her out to this guy. He closed his mouth. “But it was all a lie,” he lied. “She only pretended to care, just like all demons do.”  
Shax: There is something quite strange about my aunt’s children . . they all seem to truly care for humans. The Warden included. Shaxurohm pondered this for a moment, crossing his arms. And by the way, boy, I can tell when you lie. So I would suggest you stop and just tell me what I would like to know. If you wish to protect her from me, don’t worry about that. I wouldn’t dare injure my aunt’s children. I rather like living, thank you very much.
Stonegit: "Good to hear…" Stonegit said cautiously. "Fine…yes, she cares. I don’t know why, maybe she’s just better than the rest of you."
Shax: Better? Oh no, she’s merely a child. She has much to learn. And, much like you, must work on telling the truth. Her lies nearly cost her very much. And the same will happen to you. Don’t be a fool. Shaxurohm briefly wondered why he was telling a mortal to be cautious, when it would probably result in less chaos for everyone in the long run.
Stonegit: "Let me see…I’m a vegi…I have more cuts and dents then a wrecked wagon, I just spent my last days trying to kill people I loved, and I am currently on the doorstep to going into the afterlife as Hel’s servant. I don’t have much to loose. But I catch your drift, bla bla bla, be careful stupid mortal etc etc, don’t you demons talk about anything else?"
Shax: Oh, I assure you, there are many other things we speak about. However, they have the tendency to . . shatter minds, and I require yours intact. Shaxurohm shrunk the illusion he was producing for Stonegit, so that the two were standing eye to eye. Maybe Shaxurohm made himself slightly taller, but he was trying to seem like less of a threat. Although he wouldn’t admit it later, he was trying to get this mortal to trust him. Perhaps for his own gains, perhaps to spite his cousins, perhaps because he thought it would make an interesting story later. Honestly, he was confusing himself at this point. Why do I care? Gaining trust is of no consequence to me.
Stonegit: Stonegit stuck his chin out at him. "Yeah I get it. But I still think the Warden is better than you lot. Because she is closer to independent thought than you, and probably the rest of her family. Now I answered your question, now you answer mine. What do you demons talk about aside from humans?
Shax: Well, I cannot speak for my siblings or my cousins. I mostly speak of my tapestries when not speaking about humans. Shaxurohm decided to test whether or not the mortal was interested in his tapestries by bringing them up and moving past them quickly. Although during family gatherings we have been known to speak about the fabric of reality, Ragnarok, you know, the usual things.
Stonegit: “Tapestries huh?” Stonegit said, sitting up and cocking his head. “So you have a hobby…that’s…pretty cool actually.” he shrugged. “We talk about the meaning of like and the end of the world to…I just figured I asked because you guys, well, sorry, but you seem to always have a one track mind whenever we talk to demons…or at least from my experience.”
Stonegit frowned. “Which is actually quite extensive now compared to others…”
Shax: Well, you haven’t met many of us. If I remember correctly, you have met...two or three? You are correct though, quite extensive compared to others. And my tapestries are more than just a hobby. They record history itself. Shaxurohm snapped his fingers and one of his tapestries appeared--a great battle from long ago. Just an example of the things he created.
Stonegit: "How about that,” Stonegit breath, crawling over to take the corner of the fabric. “It’s beautiful,” he said, looking up at him. “Do you record absolutely everything that happens? Or just major events?”
Shax: It depends on your view of “major”. I don’t record everyday things like eating breakfast, if that’s what you’re saying. Weddings, battles, deaths, that’s what I record. Your little rebellion has spawned a large number of tapestries. Shaxurohm shrugged, snapping his fingers once again to make the tapestry disappear. He switched it out for another one, one he thought might strike a nerve, although he wasn’t sure which - the wedding of Gareth Ragnar Haddock and Mera Violet Haddock.
Stonegit: A sad smile came to Stonegit’s face. He reached out and quietly placed a hand on the image of Haddock. “He looks so happy,” he said. Stonegit tilted his head, letting his hand slide away. “I love it,” 
Shax: I thought you might. I would show you another if I could, but when I try … Shaxurohm attempted to summon the tapestry he was thinking of, but nothing happened. My magic is blocked. I can show you scenes that you were … awake for, but I cannot show you anything else. I am sorry. Shaxurohm sounded genuinely sorry, and he was. Despite the disagreements he often had with the Warden, he could tell she genuinely cared for this mortal, even if he couldn’t understand why. So he made it a personal goal to help the mortal where he could.
Stonegit: “It’s ok,” Stonegit sighed. He folded his hands. “So…did you like talking about your tapestries?”
Shax: Actually . . yes, I do. Do you enjoy … . hearing about them, and seeing them? Shaxurohm didn’t interact with mortals very often, especially if he wasn’t terrorizing them, so he was genuinely curious.
Stonegit: “Nothing wrong with that,” Stonegit pointed out. “See I know humans are stupid, there’s no denying it. But we do like to talk about things beyond another species inferiority or politics, whether it be on the mortal or divine scale. We talk about things we like to do, things we’ve done, people we’ve met. You liked talking about your tapestries, so did I…” he shrugged. “and the Warden liked talking about some very ‘human’ things with me last we chatted. So maybe caring for humans isn’t such a bad thing after all…or…at least some humans anyway.”
Shax: Shaxurohm pondered what Stonegit said, not saying anything for a long while. I … suppose. Do you care for many humans?
Stonegit: “More than I originally thought I did,” Stonegit said. “One in particular…” he gave a quite huff, smiling. “My love for him is changing. For the better though. And there are others of course. What about you? Maybe not humans, but do you have people you care about?”
Shax: My sisters. I suppose some of my cousins may count. Are there any other humans that you care about? Or is just this one that you . . love? Shaxurohm frowned as he spoke, processing the word “love,” as it was mostly foreign to him.
Stonegit: “Well yeah, there’s Clover and Kiri and Akkey and Mera and Tree and…” he trailed off. “And Tezz…huh…I never really was very kind to him.” there was a brief moment of silence and then he shook his head. “And Emily the Alpha…er…another person who may not be to fond of me right about now.” he rubbed his mouth. “I cared for two men named Blue and Jackson…but Dust took them away.”
Shax: Blue and Jackson . . I do believe I remember them. Shaxurohm snapped his fingers, and a tapestry appeared, of Blue and Jackson in their last moments. Would this be them? 
Stonegit: Stonegit inhaled sharply as he saw the image, and then swallowed, nodding once as he saw the picture of the two men laying beside each other, smeared blood on the floor around them and their cloths torn from where the attack from the Valkyire had swiftly ended Blue and then Jackson soon afterwards. 
He turned away. “Yep,” he said flatly, heaving a sigh. “Well, I guess I’ve answered your questions and you’ve answered mine. So you best be off right? You have better things to do than quietly torment a mental patient trapped within his own mind right?”
Shax: Wait. No. I didn’t mean to do that. 
Torment was…not my intent. Not this time. Shaxurohm shifted through the tapestries he had made in his mind, searching for on the mortal may like more. He’d mentioned Clover, who Shaxurohm recognized, mostly due to recent events. He summoned the tapestry of her engagement. What about this? You care about this one, right? He tapped the half-breed in the image. She looks rather kind. Something about her, I suppose.
Stonegit: Stonegit glanced back at Shax, his mouth working slightly as he thought about his words, and then looked at the image presented to him. He walked over, and blinked. “Engaged…” he whispered, and then his eyes lit up. “Engaged!” he exclaimed. “Hey! That’s…that’s my friend Clover,” he waved a hand. “Well you probably already knew that but still…engaged…wow.” he grinned. “You know I only really had two proper conversations with her. Once while I was drunk and the second was when she was depressed. But we still managed to kindle something small…and good.”
He sighed, and then gave him a quizzical look. “I don’t think I got your name.” 
Shax: Shaxurohm returned the quizzical look as it occurred to him that Stonegit was correct. Shaxurohm, the Weaver, at your service. That does sound like a strange way to begin a friendship, although stranger things have happened. I would know. 
Stonegit: “Stonegit,” Stonegit replied. “And uh…thanks for showing me your tapestries. I hope to see more one day.”    
Shax: Well, I will probably come back. Regardless of whether or not you are here, or in the real world. You are interesting to talk to. Thank you for looking at my tapestries. 
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