#bellora convo

[soullessxpandora]

And is the innate fact that they know your name at all the real point of our infamy? Low and behold, you chose the right person to converse with, ancient one. Another war rising from the ashes matters little for the Firsts as long as members of my own family do not contribute to the cause when creating chaos has been your domain. I really prefer avoiding stepping on your toes if I can help it. An interesting decision using the girl you have made, Bellora, your own body is safe and well while Jade's takes any damage she will sustain. If we're being honest, you could use Ainsley as a benefit aiding your purpose seeing as she will do anything to protect Jadis from harm's way. And who is it that you care about here? Your former flame and the whore he cheated on you with?

Ah, a whisper when they used to yell my name from the rooftops—those were the days. Yes, you would, which is why I am bothering to speak to you. Not very many understand the reasoning behind curses when a woman scorned is involved. No, no, darling Pandora, the dominoes are falling, and with the King falling, waves of destruction are surely in its wake. This hex witch is my descendent, the only being strong enough to carry my essence so that I don't have to bother leaving my realm. Why worry when this 'partner-in-crime' can't do anything unless she wants something of an ill-nature to happen to my host? She's not the one I care about, anyway.

[timely-cronus]

"I am nothing if not a gentleman using my speech to weave my way back into your good graces. In the end, does the reason for our parting truly matter now that we have each other again?"

"Indeed, the timeline is only upheld by strict order and precise law. The creation of the weapon just teeters on the edge of unnatural, but it does offer the hesitancy one would feel exposing their sacred bodies." Cronus mused lightly, filing away the problem of the Kingslayer for a different time. The god returned his attention back on the woman, her fair skin and alluring eyes very reminiscent of what Bellora looked like. "Now, now, Bellora," He reached out a hand and gently brushed his fingers along her jaw, "You would not leave my bedchambers had you been in your original form standing before me. I must respect your vessel's free will. It is her body, after all. But believe me," Cronus' voice lowered deeply, "I would not hesitate either."

Always the poet, Cronus, how I have missed your waxing prose. Basking in your glory always makes me forget why we even parted in the first place.

I can feel the realms shifting as if they were my very bones, darling. I embrace it, but I know that this goes against the 'order' you covet—I will express caution. I am hesitant to show my true form, seeing as the handler of my errant Knight now has a borderline god-killing weapon. Once I assess the situation, I'll leave my vessel– for now, you will have to get used to her if you wish me to remain at your side, as I would not hesitate. I have missed you as well.

[brutallyxcorson]

Okay, fine, do you want the truth? I fell out of love with you, yes, but I knew there would come a day where you'd get rid of me because my use no longer suited your interests. Constance wasn't yours to control and neither was I. We don't belong to you.

That doesn't mean I won't find a way ripping your bitch ass from her body and taking your heart myself. We'll hunt someone down who can break the fucking thing and when they do, you are going to wish you killed me before your boredom set in. You think I will run again, hide, no...I'm coming for you, Bells.

Wrong, Corson. It wasn't just 'falling out of love', it was you sneaking around with my priestess like I wouldn't notice. Messing with what's mine is grounds for punishment on both parties– I was justified and could have done much worse.

You're not stupid, Knight, you can't make me do anything. You're simply all bark, no bite– even my host would have no trouble fighting you. Breaking the curse and killing you takes all the fun out of it, and until I'm bored, you're mine to deal with as I deem fitting.

[timely-cronus]

Even if you custom built a weapon that would fell a mighty god such as I, there isn't a single second I believe either of us would betray the other. I know you, Lo, just as you know me intimately.

I, truthfully, am indeed worried about that for your vessel's sake and yours. The curse's course can change with the realms shifting underneath our feet, my goddess. You were the irreplaceable presence in my long existence and no one held a candle to what we had. If you like my candor, a majority of your energy could be spent on keeping me company as you did before while, yes...messing with your little playthings. You don't just cause a ruckus, you are one and how I have missed it.

Nor do I see a reason for hiding anything from you, either. You probably are the only one I wouldn't kill for knowing almost everything about me, Cronus.

I am not worried about that, darling. The curse doesn't take long to take effect once it begins its cycle, but who knows with all the current curiosities? It is interesting, and I may stay around a little longer but I will monitor things. Just what would you rather me spend my energy on? I may have tried, and admittedly failed, to find a replacement for you in our time apart, but that doesn't mean you will be my sole focus. So, it's either I mess with my little playthings or cause a ruckus fitting of a war goddess.

[timely-cronus]

You know me well and I am not hopelessly naive thinking our time together didn't offer insight familiarizing each other with our tells. I saw no reason hiding secrets from you.

And what if there comes a day where Jadis' body cannot sustain your power and this ends up killing her instead? You may set forth punishment as you see fit, dear goddess, but my personal opinion is you are wasting your energy spending a single thought on them. I will admit...my fondness of the mother to my child still remains strong, but we parted ways in understanding. How could I ever forget you, Bellora? You were the raging storm electrifying my days when I spent them shifting lives where they should be. I doubt the demon worshipped you in the way I did.

It is a beautiful sound, Cronus, but I can see by the tiny wrinkle between your brows that it worries you. You always did have a tell when you believed yourself to be stone-faced.

No one does, but it's a give-and-take. I take little Jadis' body, and she gets a crumb of my power; a win-win scenario. You know they made a mockery of me, and I am making them pay very thoroughly– I wouldn't be a goddess if I didn't. However, I do admit that this fiasco is reminding me to never debase myself to pursue the demon kind ever again. Especially with those honeyed words of yours, and here I thought you were so infatuated with the mother of your son that you had forgotten all about me.

[soullessxpandora]

A bit of both, really, yet those who whisper of your legacy whisper mine just as often. It is what happens when you place a curse, I would know. Some might argue a war has already passed, but you believe and feel another is on the horizon. And what use does this hex witch have for you? I have hardly interacted with the girl, but I would be more concerned about her partner-in-crime knowing a deity has hijacked Jade's body.

Ah, my reputation precedes me. Or, at the very least, someone's mouth has been running, which I wouldn't be surprised. The chaos merely calls me, it's a predecessor to what I really care for. War.

[timely-cronus]

You are the harbinger of chaos and a high goddess thriving on an appetite only war can fulfill. Of course it is your symphony.

A worthy enough vessel knowing she shares your blood, even though I don't exactly approve of your methods. Are you still sprung over on the Knight and your reincarnated priestess, Bellora? It is unfortunate Corson did not understand the fortune of having you, even I would understand it had you been mine the way you were before.

I knew it was only a matter of time before others felt what I did, though I don't precisely care in the way that you do, do I. Off-kilter is music to my ears.

You like? She is a great, great, great, very great something or another of mine. Powerful by the feel of it, so at least a crumb of my genes was passed down. Fit enough to carry me while I have a score to settle.

[brutallyxcorson]

My actions? My actions? The punishment doesn't fit the crime, Bells, I fell out of love with you.

No, now get the fuck out of her before I make you. I should've recognized those same cold heartless eyes staring back at me the moment I met the girl. Why continue this game of yours, huh? Break the curse and kill me already, Bellora, I'm done playing and I am done running. Put me out of my misery and then kindly fuck off.

It's merely the consequences of your own actions, Corson. No need to point fingers, darling.

Like her? She is actually a descendant of mine, something I did not expect from the travesty the coven is nowadays– we even have the same eyes. Powerful, too, worthy of carrying me while I use her. Beings of my caliber are never known to lack flare, but as always, we cross paths again. It's time, isn't it? You've been hiding, but it's no use.

[timely-cronus]

Well, when the realms begin feeling off-kilter, the gods have no choice descending from their lonely mountains.

As it is a surprise seeing you here wearing a different face, Bellora. She is pretty.

Well, well– Cronus, the mighty timekeeper, coming down from his lonely mountain to slum amongst the mortals once more. Fancy seeing you here.

[brutallyxcorson]

And who was responsible for making me that way, bitch?

Nice meatsuit, a hex witch? You always did go for the dramatics, Bellora.

Oh, Corson. You never used to be so glum... the years sure haven't been kind.