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[She shakes her head]

I definitely didn't call him. But his whole thing is being some kind of weird techno wizard, isn't it? I don't know - he must have done something to it.

Edited 2018-10-17 19:54 (UTC)

[ She sits there in silence for a moment, processing the idea. ]

He could have. I also know plenty of people he made gods who never would have had Blake's number, but- he could have done something through the Network if he didn't do it through other means, anyway.

[ She leans forward on the table, rubbing a hand through her hair. ] Back in our world, he'd give people powers through fancy robot suits. Here he's worse. You don't even have to get close to him for him to fucking warp you. I'd tell you how it works...but the asshole's been smart enough to keep it close to the chest.

I know - he offered me one.

[Utena spits the words out and shudders, when something inside just snaps. She throws her arms up, and when she speaks again, her voice is louder, more agitated]

And he just- he wouldn't let up! Even when I told him no, even when I didn't want his stupid suit, he'd find some way to drag me into his... his games! It's just...

[She slaps a hand on her lap and looks up at Cassandra, her expression have furious, half bewildered]

Why me?

[ As if plenty of people haven't been asking that question as of late. She sighs, and doesn't look directly at Utena. ]

Look, there's an easy answer, and it's that he's always enjoyed praying on young girls to get his fucking kicks...but he's diversified here, for better or worse. Not sure if I should read into that, but I'm not sure I want to.

[ Even if he doesn't have his Valkyries around here? She won't forget them. ]

He has all these reasons for fixating on people. He definitely has them for me, and he doesn't bother to hide how gross they are. Whatever his reason is for you? You have the right to know, but you're doing to lose your mind if you think about it too hard. I feel like I'm going to explode just hearing his shitty robot drone at this point.

[ She makes eye contact again. ] And if you ever do find it out, you should know it's complete horseshit. Automatically.

[When Cassandra says "his type", Utena feels like she's going to throw up; she knows exactly what she means. But there's other reasons behind these obsessions, aren't there? Cassandra catches her eye again before she can get lost in her own thoughts, and she nods, steadied by Cassandra's reassurances, by the kind of steady anger that validates her without inflaming her own rage]

So, just like everything else he says. Everything he says is shit, it's fake, it's... god, everything about him is fake, isn't it? He's just- underneath that helmet, underneath that suit, there's just nothing.

[ She looks away again at that, reminded of the rage she'd felt when she realized Woden's true identity. But now that she has time to think it over, with some distance... ]

It's more that he might as well be the suit. I'm going to assume his justification for all of this is that he repressed shit forever and then used his godhood- fake godhood, even- as a way of letting it all out. Which is, again, complete crap, but whatever personality he had outside of it, as Blake-

[ She catches her breath for a moment, having basically ranted that. ]

That was all fake. Maybe it wasn't fake once, who knows, but it's fake now.

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