trans_9 | "Listening to others, considering well what they say" (Part 3: Maingate Hotel)

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"Listening to others, considering well what they say" (Part 3: Maingate Hotel)

The Maingate Hotel was pretty extravagant, and an entire section of it had been eked out for the crew's use during their stay. They had several suites, three communal areas, a conference room, their own kitchen with a chef on call if they required her.

They were all teleported from the main teleport pad of the hotel into the conference room, which was a large enough room to be able to hold a group their size and had plenty of chairs arranged in a circular pattern so they could mostly all face each other or whoever was in the middle of the room.

Everyone had to settle down so they were all able to talk, and the meeting itself would have to be carefully controlled so they wouldn't all talk over each other. But they were up for the task, right?

[ooc: Guardian Setup, General Mingling, Clone Checkup, Newbie Briefing, General Briefing, More Mingling, Back to the Meeting, and The Idea Guy sections are open. Backup characters introduced to the plot can join in the mingling subthreads if they want. The opening of new subthreads will be announced here and the ooc. Please read the linked OOC post for a plot timeline.]

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"At the mercy of the Do-Good Group and hoping I'm wrong about the backlash." Though the book new better than to hope for something other than the worst.

"Well even if you're right, its not like you'll be alone," Hit Girl said, playing with her butterfly knife. "Like we'd let you deal with those assholes by yourself."

"That's been my plan from the beginning. Win over enough people so that when the battle lines are finally drawn, I've got people on my side willing to stand up."

It probably said something about Zetta that he believed the battle lines would, someday, be drawn. Even after months and a lot of mellowing, he took for granted the notion that someday, his evil and outspoken nature would meet with efforts to silence him.

"You've been planning this since the beginning I bet," Hit Girl said, saying it matter of fact, as if it were a plan that obviously anyone paying attention would have realized.

"You know, I'm going to take back what I said earlier, even if it was just shits and giggles. Azula and Lord Zedd are too busy being petty and idiotic to sit and wait for the minions to come to them while making your own. But its probably no big surprise if I'm aligning myself with anyone, it'll be someone bad ass enough to go through this shit until the end."

"It's like I said, we're so past good and evil all that crap doesn't matter. This isn't heroes and villains and glorious fights to the end. This is about freaking saving the cosmos so we all have a PLACE to do that crap.

"And I'm gonna make sure that happens." The book stared straight ahead, as if seeing ahead to the final conflict.

"Yeah, exactly. In my world I was a hero, chaotic neutral if you wanna be technical, but as far as I'm concerned, common sense about saving the universe and all."

She nodded. "Yeah, is it sad that the only person I'm sure that can put our best interests at heart is a demon overlord?"

"Not at all," Zetta said. "That just shows you can put two and two together, namely that getting the cosmos back gets my Netherworld and my body back as well. There's no damn incentive to turn from that path."

"Yeah well, I also want something better for myself too: kinda wanna know there's more to this world than bullshit heroics and luck. If it comes down to getting you together or saving some people who might die later, I think the decision is pretty clear."

"...What, you mean in general, more to 'everything' than heroics and luck?" Did they just stumbled into the realms of philosophy all of a sudden?

"I mean it'd be nice to have things less simplified than good and bad and right and wrong, I guess. You'd think, with all this tech and powers, we could be better than this. I dunno: it just seems stupid this is even being argued."

"People don't understand the old rules don't apply." The Overlord almost sounded sad about the fact. Certainly the situation was irritating, frustrating, and infuriating! "No help for it, though. If there were a way to enlighten them, I'd do it."

"Good, I'll depend on you for that, oh powerful Councilor," Hit Girl said, giving him a wink. "In the meantime, if you need a crack team to take care of business, that's what you have me and Ruffnut for, and afro chick if she's willing."

"Lash isn't too happy about this whole mess. I guess there was some cloning going on on her world, it has her upset that they sampled us and stuff." It didn't bother Zetta, especially since he was a book and a demon, but he allowed that maybe mere humans (with CO powers) might be displeased.

Hit Girl narrowed her eyes. She hadn't thought of that at all: what would she do if they made a clone of her, and there was a Mindy Macready walking around this planet?

"Dude, I would fuck the government up on principal for that," she answered honestly. "You ask a bitch first if you can clone them. I don't like the idea of doppleganger of me on some random planet. Bad for my rep."

"Even if having a clone-you helps us win the war faster?" he asked. "What happens after THAT we can worry about when we get there."

"How the hell would making a clone of me help win the war faster? They wouldn't have all of my training and all-and add to that, its just fucking creepy! There's only one me, and I want it to stay that way! God knows what freaky stuff they do with clones!"

"Hey, stop talking yourself onto the 'social justice for all' side!" Zetta said, sounding seriously concerned.

"Fuck social justice, I just don't want bastards duplicating my ass! Or if they are, I don't wanna know about it! The hell good would it do to duplicate ME anyway, I'm a human! Let them duplicate someone with actual powers, like Superboy or something!"

"Hey, who knows if that even works? Anyway, don't get riled up. I can't imagine why they'd want to clone you. You're right about the whole no-training thing and everything."

"I get riled up because I like being the only me around. It doesn't have anything to do with moral outrage or any of that bullshit they're talking about. The only thing I have left from the world, from my parents, is me, and the sooner someone wants to use that for their own jollies is the moment they get a bullet in the fucking head. That's all there is to it."

Her issue was someone thinking she was a commodity: that shit just wouldn't fly.

"You are the only you around," Zetta said. "And barring some weird time-travel error or parallel universe thing, you always will be. You said it yourself. A copy of you won't have your training, skill, or experience. There's no reason it'd even think the way you do. It sure wouldn't have had your father to guide you down the paths you've taken, or an Overlord to make it his apprentice. Bodies don't mean a thing. It's the soul that counts."

After a moment, Zetta growled, "Assuming you HAVE a body in the first place!"

"Damn right I am,:" Hit girl said, which was pretty much her way of saying thank you Overlord Zetta, I appreciate the compliment. It was still Hit Girl after all, and saying it aloud like that would have been weird for the both of them, when it came down to it. "And they should still ask someone. Who just goes and clones someone without their say so?"

Hit Girl grinned. "I dunno if its like you to hold onto sour grapes, Overlord Somehow I don't think I'm miss the car driving, hitting on my partner version of you. The book version is MUCH more fun."

"Hmph, why am I not surprised she told you about that. Look, I was only 1700 years old at the time. And that car was sweet, I don't know what the hell you're complaining about it for."

Grumble grumble irritated irritated. "You try being a book for a day. You can't punch or kick or hold a gun or work out. You'd go crazy. I'm going to get my damn body back, and then I'll show you some fun."

He paused.

"That wasn't an innuendo. Seriously."

Hit Girl snickered. "Bet it was. Still kinda creepy when your trainer its on you though, especially since it was due to some magical crap, just like with Hiccup the last time. It's a good thing Ruffnut never pays it much thought."

She shrugged. "I probably WOULD hate it. But the whole point of stopping the Ohm and kicking a crater in their ass is so you CAN get your body back, right?"

At this, Hit Girl laughed. "I wasn't worried. Never had any creepy pedo vibes from you anyway."

"I'll admit that when I was a younger demon, I didn't exactly have the highest standards in my companions," the book said. He glanced back up at Hit Girl. "No offense to Ruffnut, she's great, but I'm in no damn hurry to hook up with an apprentice again. 1700-year-old me didn't exactly remember how that ended up the last time, after all."

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