“You have a snake?” Hearing that fact puts a huge smile on her face. Eve has always had a soft spot for reptiles, and she really likes snakes specifically. “Can I see it? I’ve always wanted to pet a snake.”
“I don’t have them on me – but I can show you a picture.” They take their camera out and shows Eve a photo of a light green cornsnake resting on their leg. “This is Alina. I’ve had them for almost a year now – absolutely precious little thing really.”
“Aye…fuckin’ shouldve’, yer lucky ave’ half the mind ta care about cars enough that I’m not takin this from ye…fer such fuckin’ disregard” The mechanic grumbles, flicking a twice-dirty rag out of his pocket to wipe his hands, while eyes coarse over the soul before him and the mind begins to wonder why people seemed to pay little to no attention to property. Had he the money to afford a newer vehicle, there wasn’t a chance in hell he’d be as oblivious. “I’ll change the oil and fix the leak, but ye gotta wait fer it, hate ta break it ta ye”.
They were already feeling a little embarrassed about the whole deal so they can’t really be bothered to give much of a response to the commentary Maybe they’d be better off just selling the thing and renting for whenever they needed a vehicle. It was something that had been in the back of their mind.
“That’s fine. I don’t have any trouble waiting. You don’t have to be sorry about that at all.“ If it was going to get service, Saima was all too willing to pay the price of time and money just to have things taken care of.
“That’s so cool.” Eve cannot say the same about herself. Whether animals like her or not is hit or miss, and she thinks it has something to do with the fact that she isn’t human. “Do you have a lot or pets at home or something?”
“I mean, I have a cornsnake that I look after. But I’ve had a lot of pets over the years who I loved. And I have a pretty deep connection to nature in general. So that’s probably why animals and I tend to get on pretty well.” Simply the nature of simultaneously of nature and beyond nature. It allowed for some pretty interesting connections as far as Saima was concerned.
Setau nods, humming as he thought of his own work. “I do…I do try my hardest to stick to the facts– I know I’m not…I’m no journalist chasing after a big story but, uh, I was always taught in school and growing to…to be truthful. There is still a lot of good in the truth.”
They listen in understanding, getting what Setau was trying to say. “Right, and I think there is still much value to telling the truth. Especially when so many will sell whatever to get their message across, it seems like those trying to find truth have to be more dedicated than ever.”
“That’s intelligent of you! I don’t have that sort of preemptive judgment.” She snorts under her breath while her hands occupy themselves with rearranging the folds in her skirt. “I see something, anything that’s a pretty color and everything else becomes a blur. It’s quite literally a fatal flaw, if I’ve ever told you about the time I was killed at my own wedding.”
Saima laughs a little bit at her comment about not having preemptive judgment. They could understand how a pretty color could distract one from anything else about the situation. “Wow. Talk about a deadly desire – I feel like you’ve mentioned it but I need to hear more about this story.”
“I think my doge likes you!” Her dog is usually yappy around strangers but he appears delighted by their presence. “Are you usually good with animals?”
“He’s a good little fella, really.” Saima is delighted and enjoys giving Eve’s dog some attention. “I’m pretty good with animals actually. Even animals who don’t easily get on with people tend to like me.”
The mechanic drops down to his knees with a hand planted firmly at the car and takes a fine look at the bottom with a wif of his nose. Oil had found itself dripping subtly, perhaps along the other’s route and it brings a squint and an irate breath. “Looks like a damn oil leak…and it smells like shite, how long have ye been drivin’ it this way?” Clyde grunts with a click of his tongue, voice a little edgy, trying best to get at his feet.
When hearing the mention of an oil leak, Saima nodded as if their suspicions had been confirmed. “Afraid that’s likely the case. Uh – it shouldn’t have been more than a day or so. I don’t drive all that often. Which is why I had to get this checked out as soon as I noticed it.” It was the honest truth, though maybe it was a sharp reminder to check on the car more often even when not actively using it for travel.
“I have a question. Or three, actually!” Adelaide giggled before scooting closer to Saima. “Out of all your occupations on this planet, what were some of your favorites? Or maybe you have several occupations you have enjoyed throughout your time here. If you do, please tell me which ones they were!” The deity was rambling at this point, but she was always bubbling with joy when she met other deities. Their stories, no matter who they were, were always interesting!
Being able to talk about the roles they’ve played in the past was interesting. Made Saima think and reflect for a moment. It was why they didn’t mind answering the inevitable questions that arose.
Besides, it was worth it to make new deity friends – so they’d talk all the other wanted really. “It’s hard to choose favorites you know – but I really liked teaching music to people, I liked …I liked working with authors of the past as kind of muse/patron figure. I really enjoyed that. I, in general, liked being able to help people out – so running errands, keeping people safe in hard times. I think I got the most satisfaction out of doing those kinds of jobs.”
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