[ fortunately, it isn't the first time this has been on display, so there isn't a moment of confusion. the mixture of her memories with another uriel's. she's better prepared for it as she keeps herself composed.
she glances briefly to him, before back at the monitor. ]
An undying wrath that burned hotter than any Sun. Given that very fury is what pushed her to transcend into an Outer God, just to traverse worldlines to seek vengeance from the one being that ripped her Conclusion away and wronged her.
[ she cannot even deny that as herself, because it is. sure, her of another worldline, but if her own fate led up to such events-- she could be that very image they saw. boundless fury, a pool of wrath overflowing with a fire that only sought out destruction. she technically has been that destruction before-- has the mere potential to be, so it's not that far from the truth. ]
[He watches her as she speaks, like he's searching her expressions for something. What that is, not even he's entirely sure - but he watches nonetheless.
Typically, he tends to pry or leave things alone as the whim strikes, often erring on the side of caution with the assumption that the more he asks, the more others will ask for in return. But in the face of something like this, of course he's curious.]
What do you think of, when you see something like this?
[Pity, maybe, for what she lost? Or sorrow, because pity is too cruel of an emotion? He thinks he would personally feel quite irritated if some other version of himself was able to reach such levels of power through fury alone, but he supposes his fury also led to his godhood in many senses.]
no subject
she glances briefly to him, before back at the monitor. ]
An undying wrath that burned hotter than any Sun. Given that very fury is what pushed her to transcend into an Outer God, just to traverse worldlines to seek vengeance from the one being that ripped her Conclusion away and wronged her.
[ she cannot even deny that as herself, because it is. sure, her of another worldline, but if her own fate led up to such events-- she could be that very image they saw. boundless fury, a pool of wrath overflowing with a fire that only sought out destruction. she technically has been that destruction before-- has the mere potential to be, so it's not that far from the truth. ]
no subject
Typically, he tends to pry or leave things alone as the whim strikes, often erring on the side of caution with the assumption that the more he asks, the more others will ask for in return. But in the face of something like this, of course he's curious.]
What do you think of, when you see something like this?
[Pity, maybe, for what she lost? Or sorrow, because pity is too cruel of an emotion? He thinks he would personally feel quite irritated if some other version of himself was able to reach such levels of power through fury alone, but he supposes his fury also led to his godhood in many senses.]