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[stylistic_disloyalty]

Here's a great way to pass those free hours you don't know how to fill:

Bring me one of these posters with Persephone on it, I'll sing some lyrics right in your face. Live. If you don't know why that's totally worth it, ask someone who's been to one of my shows.

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[lempereur]

Some people are terrible.

The first one must have had some artistic value, surely, if they tried so many times to imitate it?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Even Amaterasu has a shadow.

Wow, quite the optimist aren't you? Faith in American-made movies ranks up there with elevators with expired inspection certificates.

[lempereur]

If you are stronger than your shadows, and aware of them, they will not consume you.

You would discount somebody's art out of hand because of where it came from?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Sure, but who's that self-aware? Gods aren't that self-aware, trust me.

Ooooh, touché sir. That was hypocritical of me, wasn't it? [She's not going to discuss it further than that acknowledgement, though.] Alright, you find a copy of that movie, we'll watch it and judge the content for philosophical merit.

[lempereur]

Very few of us. But we should strive to be.

You make it sound like a worthy challenge. I will gladly accept.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Hm. Interesting that he wasn't terribly specific about what 'us' he's referring to. Or maybe she's just reading too much into it.]

Darling, I can make anything sound like it's worth your time. You might regret this.

[lempereur]

[ Yusuke is no god...not really. His hidden, rebellious spirit can take the form of a god, but even if it is just a natural extension of himself, even if the scope of his power is roughly on par with a god, he doesn't see himself that way. He is firm, he stands his ground, but he is humble. ]

At worst, it's two hours of poor film making. I have regrets more pressing than that.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Yeah? Such as?

[lempereur]

That's quite the personal question, isn't it?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

What can I say? I get personal fast.

[lempereur]

Forward and direct. I have nothing but respect for that, but I have no intention of delving into my life story on the network.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

So in private is another story? Because you did agree to go on a movie date with me, and nothing gets people talking more than gratuitous gore and murder.

[lempereur]

It could be. Though I'm not sure someone like you would be that interested in any stories of mine.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh? And what do you think I'm like, hm?

[lempereur]

You are a god, are you not? I've been to your show. Someone like that, surely you must have more urgent matters to attend to.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Ahhh... you went to my show. [That's the important bit right now.]

Did you like it? What did you do after?

[lempereur]

I had a fabulous time. I wasn't sure about going, my date had to prod me into it, but I left massively inspired.

[ There's a pause, because uhh. After the show he was a very bad boy, but she seems unlikely to judge. ]

We left before it was finished, my employer needed to be taught a lesson, and at the time, I did not feel that it could wait. I'll be sure to stay until the end, next time.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Left early and under your own power, I'm impressed. [She is so the opposite of bothered, she sounds thrilled. It's that word, "inspired", that has her feeling so high for a second.]

I have time for you.

[lempereur]

Under my own power? Is that unusual?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Sure is. There was a medical tent for a reason -- I'd say ninety percent of my audience either passes out or needs a fresh pair of underwear and a cigarette.

[lempereur]

Is that so? For me, it felt freeing. As if I could take on the entire world, and would be entirely right to do so. I got roughed up a bit, but nothing requiring a doctor.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Everyone needs that feeling. If you're not here to take on the world, just what the fuck are you here for, you know?

So, tell me what lesson you taught your boss. [This is quality talk here, she's enjoying this massively.]

[lempereur]

It's been a while since I felt that confident in my ability to do so.

I've since quit, but it's a creative job, he had no respect for my ideas or my work, he only ever had me on to profit from imPort mania. We busted out some windows and tore up his office.

[ The thought occurs to him that he might just be feeding into her ego, but he isn't saying anything that isn't true. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[He is definitely feeding into her ego. Reports of people cutting loose, acting on their innermost desires, disrespecting supposed authority-- thanks to her inspiring performance-- is better than a hit of coke. Her existence is nothing if she can't inspire people. She'd rather hear stories of broken windows than dozens of people screaming and begging for a glance.]

Good start. I think you need to come to my performances regularly-- we'll build your 'ability to do so' and soon enough we'll get some poetic irony into your stunts.

[lempereur]

I am certainly planning on coming back. Of my own will, next time.

[ Maybe he'll bring his other boyfriend. ]

Did you have a stunt in mind?