IC: EVENT

[bossman]

A TERRIBLE THING IS HAPPENING

reference books detailing myths and legends stolen from libraries...
wikipedia pages wiped clean from the face of the internet...
ancient stained glass windows smashed and destroyed...
historical research centers burnt to the ground...

Someone out there is trying very, very hard to erase all of the possible sources of power and belief of the ancient gods and goddesses. And it hurts. Whilst the powers of the minders are unharmed by the attacks, the gods and goddesses will be certainly feeling the toll: it's now painfully clear that even the simplest of miracles are now becoming almost impossible to perform.

deities, you had better have gifted your minders with some decent blessings! Because now you're going to rely on them more than ever. Someone is out to get you.

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[pernonmorire]

[Alphonse answers with a nod and wordlessly steps back from the door, allowing enough space for Lucifer and his minder to pass through. He might well be feeling some apprehension at even this slight allowance, but his earlier conversation with the goddess has done much to lessen his nerves and favor his confidence.]

[oppose]

[ Lu doesn't speak another word until they are actually in the presence of the woman that he's come to see. Something changes in his demeanor, in the walk up: he becomes the Morning Star, and although there's still no more color in his face, he stands straighter, and there's something in his expression that is old, as old as he truly is, and as weathered. ]

Morrígan, [ he says, with a nod. ] Thank you for allowing me to come speak with you.

[crowmother]

[ She stands at the window and looks out onto the grassy cliff that leads off to the sea. Much blood was spilt here in the heat of battle, in the moment of Cú Chulainn's glory as he fended off the Ulster queen's armies. It is necessary that she stay here; that blood, the memory of it, brings her much-needed strength.

When he enters the room, she does not turn at first. A crow hops from its place on a nearby chair and moves to Lucifer's feet, cawing in acknowledgment and welcome. ]

You've come very far to see me, Morning Star. [ She turns. ] You suffer with the rest of us. The Morrígan would not turn you away.

[oppose]

[ Lu glances once at the crow at his feet, nodding first to it and then to its master as she turns around. ]

I wish to know what you have Seen, [ he states plainly. ] The current destruction is not something I intend to let go on and I have been led to understand that you may have information pertinent to the source and the surrounding events.

[crowmother]

And what if I were to tell you, Lightbringer, that what I have seen is the continuation of times? [ She turns now to look at him, her posture proud and unyielding despite the pain that shimmers in her eyes. ] There are some things that must come to pass. You understand this.

But do you accept it?

[oppose]

[ He meets her gaze, just as proud (he has always been proud) and just as strong despite how low he's been laid. ]

If I must, then yes.

[crowmother]

[ She admires him, in her way, with all of his pride — though some could argue he is nothing but the greatest and most unfortunate pawn in his father's plan. Was it destiny or free will that lead the Lightbringer to fall — it is not for the Morrígan to see, for some secrets are hidden even from her eyes. ]

Yes. [ The Morrígan tips her chin. ] Then know this, fallen one:

An angel will be caught unawares and, because of it we will all suffer greatly. All of the houses will feel the blow dealt. None will be spared. The earth will shake.

[oppose]

It trembles already, [ Lu notes quietly, his jaw drawing itself into a series of sharp angles. The gods move, jostled from complacency, and the earth trembles. It knows, better than they do, what's coming. ]

What else?

[crowmother]

Payton, the name given to you by your infernal duke. There are more names that hang in constellation with it. And numbers besides.

Janet.
Penn.
432,000.
200.

[ The Morrígan pauses then lowers her chin slowly to make herself look less proud, more even. ] I have told these things already to the hand and tongue of Ra.

[oppose]

[ Lu nods, at that. He hadn't made a deal with the Morrígan, after all, in regards to the dissemination of information. Besides, if there's anyone who'd know what to do with the information, it'd be him. ]

Fair enough.

Is that all? I do not mean to sound ungrateful, but I must ask.