[Chuuya may still get killed by her followers, but also it might be worth it.]
So alright, I gave her an offering of sake because I felt a little bad? Having one of your followers being outright 'I'm going to switch gods ASAP' can't be fun. Got a pretty frosty reception in the mirror hall before she switched tracks to trying to flatter me into staying with her.
She praised my poetry - since, you know, the only reason I picked her over Ambition or Indulgence was Dadaism. Mistake number one. You should have seen her reaction when she asked who I was picking and I told her that the poems she likes so much are only valuable because of Sincerity.
[Chuuya laughs along with her. It's hilarious? It's great and he had to hold back his laughter at the time because she might have clawed him in the face, he can laugh now.]
Wait, it gets better. So after I told her it was you, she started trying to talk me out of it, right? Like 'oh Sincerity is so dishonest, lying to themselves thinking they're being wonderful and moral'.
[He mimics Disorder's nail-tapping gesture on the table, but his aren't that long, so it doesn't have the same effect as hers on glass.]
And the only real concern I'd had before was that maybe Sincerity was somebody too good and 'nice' for me to get along with? So I thanked her for the advice.
That's what gets you going? [To each their own, they suppose...] Tell me that's not all you're having. All of this is Patience's treat - we might as well live it up!
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Oooh, retro-chic. Very nice.
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[He'll offer them his arm, like a slightly tipsy approximation of a gentleman.]
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[Links arms with Chuuya... onward to the east wing]
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Once they have their seats:]
So I know you know something about Disorder throwing a fit, but I don't know how much you already heard.
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[Disorder would definitely kill Sincerity if she was allowed to.]
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[Chuuya may still get killed by her followers, but also it might be worth it.]
So alright, I gave her an offering of sake because I felt a little bad? Having one of your followers being outright 'I'm going to switch gods ASAP' can't be fun. Got a pretty frosty reception in the mirror hall before she switched tracks to trying to flatter me into staying with her.
She praised my poetry - since, you know, the only reason I picked her over Ambition or Indulgence was Dadaism. Mistake number one. You should have seen her reaction when she asked who I was picking and I told her that the poems she likes so much are only valuable because of Sincerity.
[This is the opposite of what Disorder wanted.]
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like. laughing so hard they double over and can't fucking breathe. i'm so sorry. sincerity's gonna need a minute.]
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[Sincerity catches their breath, putting a hand to the table to help sit back up.]
She's a god, and you told her exactly what you thought! I love people like that.
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[He mimics Disorder's nail-tapping gesture on the table, but his aren't that long, so it doesn't have the same effect as hers on glass.]
And the only real concern I'd had before was that maybe Sincerity was somebody too good and 'nice' for me to get along with? So I thanked her for the advice.
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[Can a god say "all my god"? This one can, apparently.]
You know, she really is quite pretty under that mask. Too bad she's rotten to the core!
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A beautifully painted rotten egg. No wonder she hated the poem.
[But it's a correct poem. Or at least, it's his sincere feelings, uncensored despite being about gods far stronger than he will ever be.]
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[...
Well. Sincerity tries to, but like. The mask stops that from happening.]
...oh, boo. I forgot about that.
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[You can have your toast with the other gods, right in front of Disorder.]
Eh, but watching somebody eat sucks...
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[Sincerity will definitely take some of it to go.]
We got dressed up, we came out - might as well get something nice! Treat yourself and all that.
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[Chuuya is ordering boiled parsley. It looks exactly as underwhelming as you would expect.]
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That's what gets you going? [To each their own, they suppose...] Tell me that's not all you're having. All of this is Patience's treat - we might as well live it up!
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[this is his literal favorite food I am. so sorry.]
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[Don't mind Sincerity ordering some expensive, fancy-ass appetizers to take back though.]
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Fancy food's wasted on me, sorry to disappoint.
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[Never mind the fact that there is literally no "together" because Sincerity can't take off the mask.]
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[...well, Sincerity did like him saying what he thought.]
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well]
You're not wrong!
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Next time I take you out, I'll make sure it's somewhere we can both have fun.
[karaoke date?]
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Ooh, exciting! Can't wait to see what you come up with.
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wrapping this one up