Two sides of a coin [Oki/Gran]

Nothing was going according to plan….at all. The plan had been simple enough. Just bring Sharaku to Helen and hope she would be understanding enough to let the man speak with herself and Deva. Sure Oki had thought over the many ways this could meeting could go right and even more ways this could wrong, but it had hoped so hard for a good outcome that when it all came crashing down, Oki was crushed in a way that words could not describe.

Helen was pissed saying that there was no option except to fight and even came down hard upon itself. She said she was disappointed with it and such. The words stung, but even worse than that was Deva herself. While she did not exactly directly chastise Oki the being could feel her disappoint or maybe anger at itself for this action. It all hurt….alot, but Oki did not cry or back down from what it had chosen to do as it took the lashing.

“I brought him here because I still believe in a peaceful solution to all this. I did not bring him here to upset either of you or threaten you. Fighting simply cannot be the end answer to it all,” Oki said its voice rather quiet as it held back many emotions as it kept a straight face in this deal. It was hard to do, but it appeared it was not so alone in this. Sharaku….Sharaku was on its side in all this. He even defend the being a bit using his own words in an attempt to draw the anger away from Oki and to himself. A bit surprising, but Oki was glad nonetheless. It was proof that what had done was right.

What followed next was a bit of what Oki knew from a previous chat with Sharaku, but the news about Simon Alba was well... new to it. It had been doing something else at the time and when it had come back homw only whispers of a strange rally were floating around, but up until now it didn’t think much of it. Did that rally really have something to do with what Sharaku mentioned? Strange, but trivial at this point.

“Simon Alba? I’ve heard the name before, but the one I associated with did not appear to be rebel in this matter. When did he make this move and why all of sudden now?” Oki folded its arms as it bowed its head for a moment in thought then shaking its head, it would look towards the ceiling to where it could see Deva within its mind eye.

“Goddess, Helen….if these events are unfolding like this on both sides…will you truly ignore them to continue the Event? Does it not matter to either of you what happens to the worlds, as long as the Event is completed?” Oki asked the question and then awaited the outcome. Trying to determine something within….something that caused chaos within...What did it mean to Helen and Deva?...What did humans and their lives mean to them? Was everyone aligned with an angels just pawns?

Hardly relevant?….That was a bit harsh. Oki eyes would become slightly cold at that comment. While it knew Helen was straight to the point, it had thought she would care for both sides. After all if one side fell wouldn’t something happen to the other…just like what happened on the island with the fallen angel? To say she didn’t care was almost like she didn’t care about her own world either. It took a moment for Oki to process this and then from there find a clear way of speaking.

“It is true we each have our problems in our worlds, but separating it like that might be dangerous. After all, I’ve heard and watched things twist or harm our side when the other side went haywire. Ananke and Thesis probably knows this fact well and thus corrupts the angels here. On top of this, they do things on our side to impact your side, i.e. attacking to keep us from defending this side. These worlds aren’t separate Helen at least I don’t believe so. So even if you can’t cross over, working together does help. It helps defending both ends easier,” Oki said to the woman calmly in its own way aiding Sharaku’s statement and also its pride for its world. It didn’t like a connecting neighbor disregarding its side like was a fly or trash. If what Helen said was true, then….why bother with Oki? Was it really for her own gain? It’s suspicion in the woman began to grow and the trust it had with her began to break.
Maybe….maybe she couldn’t be trusted. It would just have to see.

In any case when Simon Alba came up things took a strange turn for Oki. On one hand it was perplexed by Sharaku’s response to its inquire about the guy. So he had waited due to not wanting to be caught by the angels? Then…what did that mean? Were the angels really the bad guys here or what? Confused, Oki would scratch its head with a frown.

“I had heard whispers of the Rally, but none those whispers suggestion such things. My, my, how curious,” Oki said falling silent for a moment in thought before looking up as Deva spoke. She seemed to be somewhat fond of Simon, but what was this other girl she spoke of? Around the same time Oki opened its mouth to ask the question, Sharaku pretty much verbalized the question Oki had. Welp that took care of that problem.

Anyway, as the subject moved on, Oki became a bit more peeved with the situation as words were exchanged. This was becoming a bigger mess and having words thrown at them as if they were little kids did not help the matter.

The being let Sharaku talk and let what was said be processed before letting out a sigh and speaking.

“We cannot disagree with Sharaku. Humans have been fighting their own wars for years…and now they fight yours….” Oki would pause briefly its tone changing as its personality shifted with the emotions within. “It is true you gave us powers, but the more I listen…the more I have to wonder why,” Oki would look up at Helen cooly for a moment watching her with a odd glance that suggested it could attack if it wanted, but chose not to. It was an animalistic look, kept in check by Oki’s desire not to turn this ugly for its friend. It did not want a war.

From Helen, the being would blink as it shook its head lightly.

“Stuck? Oh I dunno about that anymore. Sure I can see Helen perhaps stuck, but can your power not let her slide over to the other side if need be? Why is this one sided, neh? And how is it that if you’re all stuck here, that one of the ones we are supposedly enemies with is on our side residing in a tower? How is Ananke and Thesis doing the same., sliding here and there on a whim? Or for that matter a fallen angel living amongst us? We don’t mean to be rude, but there is no clarity here. What are we rushing for and why is all so eager for humans to make a descision all of a sudden? What is "mother" worried about? What are you really about?” Oki said clearly not in its regular mind, otherwise it would not dare ask such things; however, the conversation shook too many screws within Oki and unleashed too many emotions at once putting it in a neutral state for the moment as it awaited to see what all would happen here.
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Note: The Hanged Man is becoming unsure of Deva and Helen the more the conversation goes on. What is happening here?

Current Mood: Neurtal and nonhostile.

"You are pretty sure of your path in this, aren't you?" Oki began its voice calm as it looked at Helen, a small smile curling its lips. "Is really just confidence that cause you to be so sure or....Is it becuase you know more about the angels than us?" The being would watch her carefully for a moment, before almost tiredly it's eyes would drift to Sharaku as he began to speak.

It would nod as it maintained control of most of itself. "This be a valid question and on that note...how are humans to get along if we were to beat all other angels accept one? Would the Wish make us peaceful? Or would it strip us bear of all we have and leave us drones to the Will of the angel?" the being asked its doubt growing steadily as it continued to listen its mind spiraling out of control as the conversation unfolded.

The talk of willingness and such only made the spiral grow more unstable within. It's eyes would shift to Helen as she seemed to be surprised by something Deva said. It would smirk coolly at the woman.

"We don't think you are really stuck. Perhaps you simply had to ask to come over," it would say to Helen quietly before its eyes shifted to the white light appearing behind Helen. What was this? It tilted its head as the argument continued on, its insides tormented by it all.

However, it all boiled over as one thing caught its attention.

"Varying costs involved to see Mother?.... Prey do tell what the costs are? And what is Mother coming to do?" Oki asked it's words slipping into Japanese as it watched the light and Helen, its body remaining calm, but not pleased with the situation at hand.

It did not like this arguement, but even more than that it hated the idea of being used for someone else's game. The memories associated with such things were...less than pleasant. Never the less, Oki managed to keep its cool under stress, unconsciously moving to stand by Sharaku, a habit of going towards the thing it felt safest near when threatened. While Helen and Deva did not strike out, the being was uncomfortably confused and thus sought understanding rather than violence despite its rather odd behavior.

Oki remained in its neutral mood staying by Sharaku as it tilted its head at Helen and then frowned a bit perplexed. Sharaku asked one of its questions, but the other Oki asked itself.

“Helen is in the dark too? How peculiar. I thought you would know more considering you were with Deva first. As for the suspect and the one you wait for…perhaps the reason it has not been found is because it can maybe hide in our world? Maybe it is all more connected than we assume. Not sure what to do here though, so confusing…” Oki said as it raised a gloved hand scratched its head moody as ever, but still not hostile.

When Deva spoke, Oki expression would go blank for a moment as it’s hand went to its ear. It would pull slightly on its earlobe as it thought and listened.

“Oki is not sure what it is anymore,” Oki said with a sigh as it eventually dropped its hand back to its side.

“On one hand Oki wants it to all stop, on another Oki just wants to help, and on the third Oki wants to tear everyone to pieces to find the path once more. Information goes in circles and questions just keep cropping up. We be in knots and guidance out is a no go,” Oki paused and shook its head.


“You speak of human death as if it is a necessary always, so do you see this as simply a game, Goddess? And are you alright with such a notion if was true, Helen? Can you really simply follow and not question?” Oki asked since Sharaku had pretty much covered the other bases. This circling…was becoming more and more irritating. Would any answers be provided here or was this like talking to a wall? 

Oki wasn't sure and wasn't sure if it would ever be sure if the conversation stayed like it was. It was a tug of war with no winner in sight. Frustrating.

Helen was quiet, not answering Oki’s questions as Deva continued to speak. As Oki listened, the being would watch the woman with steady eyes wondering just what was on her mind. Was this tormenting her too? While Oki was irritated to no end with this game of ping-pong with words, it did feel its heart soften towards Helen. Perhaps she too was caught in her own version of confusion. Oki stayed where it was by Sharaku’s side quiet for a moment.

“Helen…you don’t have to bear whatever is bothering you alone. Angel or no angel, Oki still will try to understand and help you,” the being said, its words hidden under Deva’s, but if the woman was listening carefully, she would hear them under the storm.

In any case, after that was done, Oki would turn its attention back to the conversation at hand. Sharaku pointed out the flaws in what was said and Oki had to admit it agreed with the man. There was too much of say one thing and then turn around and say another. She said this wasn’t a game and that Mother and this rule or that rule restricted her from doing this or that, but in the end….things still remained a tumble mess and now Sharaku was giving a choice to the internal struggle within Oki.

The being was quiet for a moment and then blinking in a slow fashion, it would lean against Sharaku, balancing its weight against the man (provided he didn’t move). Its head would rest on his arm as it kept green eyes upon the pair in front of it. It’s expression, unreadable, its action perhaps a way to support itself in all this chaos. Or maybe even a defense mechanism to keep it feeling secure, it was hard to say. 

“So it all ends with Mother rather one participates or not? Then why the Event at all if her coming is inevitable in the end? If you didn’t want upset humans at the end? Why stir us like this?” Oki would ask calmly and then blinking again, it would look at the ground.

“My decision? We are hard pressed for what is mine and not mine these days, Sharaku; however, we do understand why one would try to get out of this mess. So confusing, it is just better to do things your own way. Perhaps that was Simon’s statement when he left.”



The being words remained non-hostile and calm. It seemed it had slipped into a state of absolute neutrality making it hard to tell what was really going through its head anymore. Still it wouldn’t attack unless provoked.    

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