Mirage, while all this was going on, had settled himself in his small shrine room, attempting to find calm in meditation.
It was slow going.
The excitement of finding other priests - an entire culture, still intact - had been tempered by the realization that they were from an entirely different branch of their faith. One that Mirage couldn't help but find foolish...and inconvenient.
Of course they would be zealots. Of course he would have to lie and present himself falsely to even get to their world. He would prefer not to, of course, but he also preferred not to be stuck bonding his spark to some random, 'convenient' mech for the sake of allegiances.
Mirage's engine growled, disturbing the quiet of the room. He didn't even want to think about who he was going to have to rope into this farce...
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Date: 2014-12-17 04:55 pm (UTC)It was slow going.
The excitement of finding other priests - an entire culture, still intact - had been tempered by the realization that they were from an entirely different branch of their faith. One that Mirage couldn't help but find foolish...and inconvenient.
Of course they would be zealots. Of course he would have to lie and present himself falsely to even get to their world. He would prefer not to, of course, but he also preferred not to be stuck bonding his spark to some random, 'convenient' mech for the sake of allegiances.
Mirage's engine growled, disturbing the quiet of the room. He didn't even want to think about who he was going to have to rope into this farce...