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There were details that, unless the Scions started going really into depth within the public sphere, that she shouldn't know. The glint of the crystal caught his eye, as did the symbol, so either the crystal was fake, or she had gotten another one, or that was A-Towa-Cant's. He closed his eyes for a moment and exhaled before opening again and stating simply. "I have no argument." He didn't. The easiest solution was that she was exactly who she said she was. Logic dictated that was bullshit. "But you'll forgive me if I'm not so quick to buy it." It was an uneasy truce, but for the moment it was the best she would get. He wasn't too keen on others having everything he worked for. Especially as he heard more shouting, noticing another Miqo'te on a box. It reminded him too much of the various tribes goofing off in Limsa Lominsa.
Why were Miqo'te so godsdamned weird.
He made sure to never say it aloud, lest Y'shtola magically hear it.
Then it was Celes's turn to pile on him. For no good reason, surely. And to that, he simply responded in a deadpan tone. "No shit I prefer my business. Your charity doesn't feed and clothe my daughter." Okay, it was a low blow. Mainly because while Ryne was absolutely one of the key reasons he strove to make the Stones a success, it just... wasn't his only reason. And in truth, Ryne could fend for herself if it absolutely came down to it. Alex just refused to let it get that far. She'd already done too much of that as it was. He wanted her to have something resembling a normal childhood for what few years remained of it. At least he wouldn't snipe back, not directly anyway. Oh, but he would make sure that she burned when he was through with his piece. "Anyway, she's being modest. Again."
Shrugging as he placed a hand on his hip, he motioned towards Celes in an almost, celebratory, introductory manner. "We do know each other. Celes is the logistician that keeps the Dragonblades from collapsing." Oh yes, he was going to play this card. Shameless flattery. "Technically she's only a co-leader but Caius is..." He paused for a moment in thought before snapping his fingers, eyes widening in familiar realization. "If you're me, you remember Trachtoum, right? Tidus? Leviabeetus?" Names for Primals that fool claimed to kill. Titan. Leviathan. Both times Trachtoum just embarrassed himself. "That's Caius, only he has his own guild, now." But hell, if Alex was going to go down this time, he was going to take Caius's reputation with him.
Tapping a foot indignantly, this time both hands curled into fists on his hips, he continued. "The Dragonblades are in theory a professional mercenary organization. Thing is, that job you're applying for would, under any other similar organization, be handled internally." That much he genuinely believed. He couldn't dream of something like this being outsourced considering what it could say about the organization. "But Caius is such a catastrophic fuck up that Celes here probably had to quit her vacation early to come out and fix this." And at which, he pointed an indignant finger at said Celes. "And don't you give me any shit about that. You know as well as I do that with him being the face, he is supposed to be doing this exact job. And if you tell me he doesn't know, it's also his job to be periodically checking in on your organization's various extensions, so he should know."
Taking a step or so and sitting himself down on the end of the table Celes had so painstakingly set up, he made himself comfortable, looking back at Monori. "Truth is, you should be getting interviewed by Caius. But instead he's probably wining and dining with a pretty blonde back in Torensten or getting another statue of himself made. So you get the one actually running the show. Tada." He motioned back at Celes, rolling his eyes. What was she going to do, insist that she totally sucked or something? The Dragonblades may have gotten a new member, but he'd do his damndest to sour it.
Post by Monori Jhida on Feb 12, 2023 11:35:57 GMT -6
The animosity between these two had come back in all its full fury as soon as she started to let things slide off her own back. All of the back and forth between them were certainly some tense exchanges and even tenser words. She certainly would keep it to herself though this time. More because the last time she had opened her mouth about something like this it seemed they both had turned on her naught but a few minutes earlier. Though Celes extended her hand and gave her name Monori reached out and shook Celes’s hand in a show of respect. Alongside the name she was given a small snippet of who she was on Zephon and it brought a nod from her. Then came the mention of Alexander’s name and she could not help her ear as it flicked up a little. “You are the one that the Au-Ra I ran into told me about. I guess I had nothing to worry about should I of actually stopped into the Rising Stones instead of just watched the entrances for the past few weeks… You can't blame a Miqo for being careful in a world that has never seen one of my kind before.”
She let it slip that she had been surveilling the establishment for weeks now. Alex would at least have to appreciate the candor and caution that Monori took when going into situations. Though as Alex began to speak of another name she shrugged her shoulders. The name of the man about whom he spoke did not make any sense to her. “The Whorleater and the King of Crags were laid low in my adventures with myself and my family. The Zen took them down with help from Scions in those early days. Before we merged organizations and joined the Scions just before all the nastiness in Ul’dah happened before I headed to Ishgard. I figure something like that happened to you as well Alexander?”
She let the words echo from her lips and lay out there in the air as Celes spoke about a test of some sort and she gave a smirk toward the woman. “A test is obviously required. You cannot take people's lives in vain and leave them to strangers and their words. I believe we both have suffered from taking someone's words for granted, have we not Alexander?” She spoke as she watched him move and take a seat on the table. Thankfully it seemed that the table handled his weight and it did not instantly collapse with his weight on it. Hearing about this other man she could not help but chuckle lightly.
”Despite your misgivings about him he does not sound like a man who will turn out like Ilberd. So I will give him the benefit of the doubt for now. Though after I see the clinic and take your test Ms. Chere I would not mind going to your Rising Stones Alexander. I would love to see just how close to Mor Dhona you have managed to get it. It is because I want to stay neutral and just heal people here. So please I do not wish to get in the midst of your squabbles.” Speaking as she knew full well that she was not going to join any organization for the time being. As for her it was going to be a headache should she join anyone in particular. Perhaps she could even work on mending some fences or at least making it so that the two of them do not kill one another on sight. Neutrality in moments like this come in handy.
[attr=class,bulk] Celes breathed in slowly as Alex spoke of the Dragonblades. She breathed out slowly. She’d already let herself be baited by him. This was just another one of his attempts to force a reaction out of her. If she answered it with equal animosity then she would seem immature. If she answered defensively then it would seem that she had something to hide. Instead, she just listened, breathing slowly.
She wished she knew all of the references that the two were making at each other. Maybe she would know better how to respond to them. There were so many words she didn’t understand, proper nouns mostly, she thought. She wanted to be annoyed at them, but it was only natural when two people from the same world spoke to each other. Caius had rambled on about his entire history to her shortly after their first meeting, and she hadn’t understood a thing he’d said then either. It was natural, but that didn’t make it any less disorienting. She felt the only person left out of a joke. She felt, well, excluded in her own place of business.
The feeling did not mix well with her fury and indignation with Alex. Still, she did her best to swallow it back and keep her composure. When she spoke, she addressed only Monori.
”I would never want to put you in an awkward situation,” she said. ”Let alone in the middle of someone else’s argument. Please. Feel free to take whatever job you see fit. We’re just looking for help from local white mages who’d like the work. Working with Yuna wouldn’t mean joining the Dragonblades, but if it doesn’t seem like the right place for you then we won’t mind.”
Unlike some people she knew, she didn’t take a refusal to join her organization as a personal attack. She swore, Alexander must have seen himself as the Rising Stones incarnate, and anyone who chose not to join might as well have been making rude gestures at him personally.
Then there was Alex’s obsessive, one-sided feud with Caius. It was like a pissing contest that only he was aware of, and it always left Alex standing in a mess of his own creation.
Finally, she glanced in his direction. It was only a glance. Nothing more. ”I’m going to ask you to leave. If you’re so concerned about your business then you must have something better you could be doing for it. Set up your own table if mine bothers you so much. And if you have something personal to say about either myself or Caius then I ask that you do so in private..”
Alex squinted at Celes. How was she not getting at least some of this? He was even trying his best to actually explain the situation to her! Time fuckery was not that complicated! "This is private. Monori is claiming to be me from another timeline. If she's right, then as far as reality and the laws of the universe are concerned, it's just you and me." Cosmically, this made no difference. But it was obviously simple to understand. Though he still had his doubts, especially when he turned back to Monori. "And you, how do you not remember--You're really not helping your case." How did she not remember that guy? Probably the worst fashion sense he'd seen anyone unwittingly display. He'd also tried to force a contest, in which he cheated. With bombs. He imagined she'd at least remember the bombs. That being said, Trachtoum's involvement had indeed been barely a footnote, but he remembered.
"Also, there are Au Ra here?" He shook his head immediately after. Not the point, Alex.
But comparing Caius to Ilberd. Well, that was emphatically true. "But no, Caius is not Ilberd. Ilberd was actually a threat. A determined, dedicated man of ferocious conviction." And as much as it made him physically ill to even internally admit it, he genuinely doubted that Caius had the capacity for treachery that Ilberd did. Which... Alex's eyes slowly drifted to Celes and they took on a mischievous glint. He knew she was doing her best not to get mad. He'd seen her temper, seen her tongue get the best of her. Could feel the waves of pure restraint rolling off of her. There were rumors, but well, having met Celes, even he doubted them. "Plus no one liked Ilberd after his betrayal. Celes here turns into some lovestruck maiden whenever Caius so much as glances in her direction." He knew that was a flat out lie. Celes did not strike him as the type to turn into a lovestruck maiden over, well, anything.
He just thought it was really funny.
Alex got up and stretched, preparing to take off. He obviously wasn't getting anywhere. He reached over, grabbing one of the flyers. "By all means, though. You'll die in the Dragonlames. Not literally. Probably. But you'll die inside. So go ahead and work for these..." He trailed off when he actually took a look, blinking before looking back at Celes. "You know, Celes, I have to be fair. This is really cute. That's not what Argos looks like if you're trying to draw him, but this is a cute puppy nonetheless." He remarked. He did not know she had a talent for artistic endeavors. He'd seen the flyers, but it was always a dragon. A puppy was, admittedly, a clever change of pace. What would undoubtedly make this worse was that it was a genuine compliment. There was no sense of antagonism in his tone, he really did think she drew a cute puppy.
Post by Monori Jhida on Feb 28, 2023 20:12:34 GMT -6
Monori could not help but feel bad as Celes stood and basically moved herself up beside Alex and herself. It seemed that the entire conversation had gone over her head and Monori could not blame her. The stories of Eorzea and its reflections were not something that could be explained to someone in just a brief conversation. AS Urianger would say it would require multiple hours, props, and other teaching implements.
Though as she moved to take a more aggressive stance toward Alex she would listen to Celes just blast at him. It was something that she could not help but feel sorry for him about. Yet that feeling sorry for him ended rather fast as he opened up his mouth. She stood there letting him just hurl the insults and let Celes fire her own toward him as she once more felt as if she was back in the Zen Dojo or on the floor of the Forge. Listening to her friends go back and forth and argue about this or that. ”If I did not fall into despair while being in the depths of the final approach to Meteions NEst after watching all of the Scions give their lives to pave our path to her nest… I doubt that working to heal people that are injured and need the help will drain my resolve. If you truly are a reflection of me you have suffered as much as I. Lost as much as I have…”
She sighed as Monori reached into her pack and sighed as she could not find what she was looking into. Turning back toward the pair she looked over at Celes and nodded toward her. “I am grateful to try and help others even if it is in a small place such as your clinic. Your kindness is a refreshing change and I hope that I can walk along with my hood off and let my tail actually be loose instead of hiding it from all the others here.”
Taking another deep breath she turned to face Alex once more. Reaching up she pulled down the crystal of Azem off her staff and she held it in her tightened hand. ”You speak of a man’s character that I have not met and assume to influence my thoughts about him. Is that how we are to act should you actually be another holder of Azem’s crystal? We are to travel the world and experience everything that Emet Selch spoke of in Ultima Thule and more. We are not to allow ourselves to become so narrow minded that we would not be able to see others for who they are. I will someday meet this man if I had to guess and at that point I will create my opinion of him. Of you Sir Alex… You strike me as being rather petty and quick to fly off the handle. Be it in word or action. I am surprised you do not have a piece of yourself torn off by Y’shtola if this is how you would act around her…”
Mentioning people and places and events casually she would hope would reinforce that she was not just some facsimile and instead she was a genuine article. There were many things that she wanted to just fly off and tell him off but it seemed that she was going to have to stay calm til later when she could grab her other crystal and jump around to calm her mind.
[attr=class,bulk] Celes’ lips twitched as Alex referred to her as a “love-stuck maiden.” No. She would not take the bait. She wouldn’t take it.
The rest was all unintelligible gibberish from him, the same as she’d come to expect while he spoke to Monori. But he just had to throw in that little barb at the end, didn’t he? Celes was out here, sleep-deprived and exhausted and trying to do some good, and Alex was intent on playing a game which only he could identify. If she took the bait, if she said so much as a word back to him then she would lose by default. So she would ignore him.
With every ounce of her strength, she would ignore him.
Monori, for her part, looked…not uncomfortable, exactly, but at least a tad bit awkward for which Celes could hardly blame her. She’d come expecting a job fair. Instead, she’d been placed in the middle of some kind of ongoing feud. No matter how Celes tried to keep matters to the topic at hand, there was no denying the hostility on Alex’s hand. Celes couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. First she’d been called a fraud and now this…
Celes had no idea what Monori said to Alex, but it sounded like exactly the sort of thing that she’d have said herself if given the chance. Though Celes might have added in a few “how dare you”s and “are you compensating for something?”s into the mix.
What Monori said might strike him harder though considering they obviously both knew what the other meant by it all. So Celes would have to vicariously experience the animalistic woman’s satisfaction secondhand.
”Take it,” she said to Alex as he picked up one of her worst written flyers. She still had others. Seventeen of them by her count. ”Maybe you’ll find yourself in need of work soon.”
Was it a low blow? Maybe. But Celes wasn’t in the mood to play nice. She might have been a professional, but there was nothing she’d said that had been anything but. She had no qualms with making an enemy of Alexander Sorel. She’d dealt with more credible clowns before.
