Talking Over Dinner (Closed)

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The Ridevendor pulled up in front of Zedd's Palace as the occupant of it got off quickly, a cat leaping off after him. Pulling off his helmet and taking off his gloves, Philip knew he had to hurry since he had looked up the results of this little prom and discovered something a mite confounding.

So, armed with a basket full of a rather heavy food and a bottle, he and Mikku trotted up the stairs and summarily let himself in, only to be teleported to the highest reaches.

"Zedd, are you here?"

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Zedd messed with his own snake for a little while before an idea came to him.

"Let them mock me." Zedd said. "As it stands, I could turn over a new leaf and someone out there will think it's funny to keep poking me. Just that when they need me the most, I won't help them. Simple as that."

He was set here to stop a war. He was considered a civilian, by all rights. He could just sit back and let everyone suffer. At the very most, he'd probably get brigged, but at the very least, there'd be something that would need him and he wouldn't give any sort of help.

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"At this point, it seems like the most viable idea," said Philip in agreement. "They know you're evil, even if they don't respect you. But..."

He looked up. "If you intentionally cause tears, as your friend I'll have to shut you down."

Wait, WHAT did he say?!