|Gods of Pun-der and Rayne|
That in mind, Deis is currently looking for a meal! She heads into the Usual Restaurant, pausing just inside the door to lean on her staff a moment to find a seat. It doesn't take her long to find one, and she heads to a booth and flops down in it. The reason for choosing a booth instead of a table becomes evident when she all but sprawls sideways on the bench.
Taking a break from his TASK director duties for a change, which apparently involve either frantically cooking or frantically looking for people who no one has seen for years, Kotal Kahn has decided to take a step back from the trappings of godhood for today and enjoy the company of mortals. This is what makes him such an intriguing deity, as he is one that openly mingles with the common people where others of his same stature would consider the very behavior to be tasteless. To many gods and goddesses, openly associating with mortals is like hanging out with rats and other vermin. But Kotal, he's always been kind of an oddball god having being made rather than born.
He sits now in a spacious table all by his lonesome, his eagle knight helmet set to the side whilst he eats what seems like dark beans, avocado, rice and some kind of tacos. He's sitting there, minding his own business, eating whilst reading the newspaper when all of the sudden, he spots a woman deciding to use one of the restaurant's booths like her own personal couch to nap in. Why, the nerve with some people, even if Kotal is supposed to be off duty he's still the ever stickler for rules as he's ever been. "Ahem!" He clears his throat to try and get the woman's attention. "Excuse me, madam, but if you intend to nap do so at Integra's Inn or camp in the wilderness. This isn't a homeless shelter."
Well, sort of 'up straight'. She's actually leaning against the wall that the booth is sat up against, with her legs crossed at the knees. She has a smile on her face that is either completely lax and at ease, or she's teasing him, one of the two.
However, it goes beyond that with this woman. The way she simply giggles coquettishly at Kotal Kahn and straightens up, tells the Aztec warlord that this one may be hiding something. No mortal woman looks upon Huitzilopotchli and calls him 'fine blue friend' while giggling.
He decides to not jump to immediate conclusions at first and treads the waters gently, probing for anything that may be out of place. First being the most obvious. "Thank you for your cooperation, madam." He nods to her at first before adding. "May I assume that you do not know who I am?" Kotal has been kind of in the news lately, so if this woman has no clue it may tell him a few things that he needs to know.
She almost seems ditzy; surely she HAS to be able to sense him. But maybe she can, she did twig to the 'god' thing pretty quickly and easily. Could be an obfuscating stupidity tactic. But it's a damn convincing one, if it is.
Just when Kotal thought he was playing it safe by asking very non-incriminating questions, this strange woman has the gall to go and poke fun at Kotal's short curly hair. Never mind that this woman somehow deduced that Kotal is a god, its clearly her mention of the hair that really gets under Huitzilopotchli's skin.
"What!?" Kotal doesn't sound angry though, he's down right embarrassed. He reels back with a look of wincing pain on his face and.. is he blushing!? Yes, somehow Kotal can blush even through that blue skin. "Why-- you insolent-- you-- bah!!" At a loss of words too. All Kotal can do is hurriedly grab his helmet and put it back on to hide his hair.
"I am Kotal Kahn!" He announces, almost a little too loud, like if he wanted everyone to hear. "Head of security of Twisted and god of war!!" Yes, those are some far more badass tittles. "Who are you that can guess godhood when she see it? However wrong it may be!"
But he has asked her who she is, and she intends to answer. "Me? Deis~. Only that, nothing special, dear."
When the door opens to admit Rayne Deis looks in that direction, with a smile. "Oh hello there! Rayne, was it? Good to see you again~!" So they've met, it seems!
Nevertheless, the woman's explanation does not satisfy the war god, and he scowls in disdain. "Surely you jest, woman. Playing the fool will not prevent me from learning your true nature."
At the mention of Rayne, Kotal glances sideways to the restaurant's entrance where he thought he felt some familiar chi. Indeed, it is the rainbow haired woman that approaches. "Rayne." The war god greets her and motions for her to come closer. "You know this woman?"
And she's not lying, either. It's just only in her world where the name means anything. Which could be diabolical or divine, depending on which faction one was a part of.
The woman also nods to Rayne's question. "I am, yes!" she replies happily. "It really is an amazing realm you two have here." She probably didn't mean that literally, but the phrasing was a little odd, almost as if she was attributing the ownership of Twisted itself to the both of them.
Well, that's to be expected in a place like Twisted. There is very little sanity left here and thus Kotal has been forced to keep his wits about him, though from the brief exchange between the two it looks like this Deis character is new to the realm. Interesting.
"There is no peace to be found in the kind of sleep I dispense." His eyes glow and narrow, losing that earlier comical reaction of his to act more like the brutal war god that he is. "And I do not mean simply your name, woman. I mean -who- are you." He looks at her up and down, noticing her staff. "A sorceress of some kind? I do not trust your ilk."
Kotal all but goes to grab his own head when Deis begins to tease him about Kotal and Rayne beings the owners of Twisted. He rubs the bridge of his nose and its clear he's starting to get a headache. "Rayne." He finally addresses the TASK officer. "You met her first, right? Did you explain to her where she is now?"
That -might- be a clue, if anyone is so inclined to draw from it.
Rayne's rather exasperated-sounding response gets a giggle from Deis. "Not to worry!" She's addressing them both now. "I totally understand where I am. A sort of nexus of worlds, from the description of it, where the eddies of the worlds sort of spin around each other and draw things in."
She puts a finger to her chin, an honestly thoughtful and curious expression there. "Though I wonder where the energy is going. If it's not leaving somewhere, eventually there will be far too much energy for the world to hold and..." Here her thoughtful look disappears and it's back to the slightly ditzy look. "Pop! Just like a balloon~!"
"I see." He says at last to her admission that she knows where she is, and apparently Rayne had already gone and done some introductions. Other than this woman being a little annoying, Kotal Kahn guesses there's not too much trouble.
At least until she goes on about the apparent inevitable implosion of Twisted. "Such morbid talk from one who seems so winsome such as yourself." Grunts the Aztec.
"I'll find out out who you really are eventually. Mark my words." Kotal ever the social butterfly.
Kotal's promise to find out who she is ellicits another giggle. "If you time it right you might able to just ask me~," she notes. Again, no lie there. She's not going to admit that she's not at full power and it's been taking her some time for her power to sort of trickle back to her through the same eddies she spoke of.
Rayne's mention of the god of war being at the helm of TASK prompts her to clap her hands. "OH! The same god of war?" How many gods of war does she know of?! "Oh, wow, you're in charge of TASK too? Goodness now I know I'm in good hands~!"
"I do not enjoy those whom would hold secrets from me. Dishonesty always leads to ruin as I have witnessed countless of times." And yes, that includes withholding information, from the way that the Aztec is saying it.
Either way, we'll see if Kotal can 'time' this meeting properly.
At her continued flirtatiousness though, Kotal simply puffs out his chest and boasts, "More like, you are in GOD HANDS!"
Did.. Did Kotal really just made a pun? Maybe the madness is spreading! Its hard to tell -as always- with him too, seeing that he looks completely serious. Almost as if he didn't realize what he just said.
"Seriously woman, do not cross TASK and we won't have any problems. We have too many things to deal with in this city to handle your peculiar brand of mischief."
She waves her free hand slowly, dismissively, shutting her eyes briefly. Looking back at Kotal she continues, "But if I can't really prove anything I say, I'm just a crazy woman popping off at the mouth, right?"
And then... the pun. Deis giggles at it, covering her mouth with her hand. "Goodness. A god with a sense of humor is always a good thing~!" Though she does note Rayne's reaction. And responds to it with, "Not to worry. Just wait 'till his birthday and then take away his 'omni-presents'."
The Aztec apparently all but misses that facepalm coming from Rayne, though he's a little too busy making a face at Deis when she approves of his apparent humor. Again, Kotal hasn't even confessed if that pun was on purpose or not, as ever, he just looks kind of angry and serious. "You will not be saying such things once you meet with Diablo. He is a most irritable fellow, particularly because he has a so called sense of humor."
Speaking of which, when Deis tells Rayne to hide away all of Kotal's omni-presents for his birthday, the Aztec frowns and scoffs. "Bah, you say that simply because you have not tried my Godlike cake." Is he still punning?? Maybe Kotal isn't even realizing what he's saying again, he doesn't seem to understand humor the way most people do.
The mention of godlike cake gets a big grin. "Oh, now you're talking my language, big guy~," she says teasingly. "I'll have to see this for myself sometime!" Hey, who doesn't like cake?
Rayne mentions she hasn't seen it either, and Deis nods once, firmly. "That's settled, then! We find some day when things aren't exploding and have Koko make a cake for us!"
It is a matter to be discussed at another time though, since the conversation turns to an important topic like; CAKE.
"Have you not tried it, Rayne?" He asks of the TASK officer with incredulous -yet still glowing- eyes. "We will have to rectify that matter when we make the celebration of the new sun. Which should be exactly in.." Kotal checks his wrist watch, which happens to be a miniature version of the Aztec calendar. "..I just realized I still have no idea how the passage of time even works in this realm." Huh, guess that could be a problem. "Bah, no matter, I'll just make up a celebration. Perhaps when I put Christabella's head in a spike outside of the TASK building. Yes.. that will be a grand day indeed." Not creepy at all.
"Naturally, everyone will be invited." He tells to Deis, to arches his eyebrow when she mentions Koko. The Aztec decides not to dwell too deeply into it and just settles back on his chair. "I am certain it will be great."
"At any rate, I am going to finish my meal now if -no one else minds-." At least before someone else starts bothering him about his hair. "Rayne, you are welcome to join me if you want."
She quiets again 'till Kotal says he will finish his food 'if no one else minds'. Then she smirks. "Oh, not at all. You have my permission," she replies. As if Kotal would need to ask!
Rayne's mention of the fog gets a blink though. "Oh that's where the fog that drops the undead things comes from? Then yes, I'd say she most definitely deserves that sort of treatment." And then there is a look of absolute shock at the mention of a 'snake-man-thing'. Though Deis quickly covers it with her lazy smile. The docks, hm? She'll have to remember that. But now is not the time to ambush Rayne and ask her about the snake-thing. Not in front of Kotal.
So, she sends a smile in Rayne's direction. "Be careful, Rayne~!" Then a smirk. "And watch out for the fog~!" Which was exactly what Rayne told Deis when they first met.
Not that it bothers him any apparently, since he makes no attempt to stop Deis or tell Rayne to not elaborate, it is what it is.
In fact, when Rayne warns Kotal about snake like creatures marauding the docks, he says more pseudo-classified information by grunting an answer. "Hmph, I hope these snake creatures aren't referring to Morgana. She's the only sea dweller I know that haunts the docks." But who is Morgana? Guess Deis will have to find out by herself.