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[ Someone's been noticing a pattern. Maybe not necessarily connected to the age fluctuations, but one never knows. Instead, she wrinkles her nose slightly. ]

Is it just me, or have people here become a good deal more...amorous, lately?

It's something in the water, isn't it.

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There's not one girl you can tell me about?

Strangely, all the announcements seem to come from young men.

I'm struggling to recover from my shock and surprise. You can't see my face, but I promise you I am.

Yeah, but come on, you like it, right? I know what chicks dig.

[~~No. No, you don't.~~]

What am I supposed to like about it?

Better question is: What's not to like about it?

It seems a bit self-congratulatory.

Anyone with that much affection for themselves surely doesn't need anyone else's.

I don't need it, but I sure do love it.

Besides, ladies dig confident guys.

There's a difference between confidence and bragging.

I like to think I'm equally gifted in both.

Tucker. I've known gods more humble than you.

One: Being humble doesn't get you laid.

Two: There is nothing wrong with being awesome.

Three: Are you lying about the "knowing gods" thing?

I only wish I was. You've no idea...

And there's nothing wrong with having confidence in your abilities and feeling good about yourself. But anything in abundance can be off-putting. Even the best things.

Let me guess: Egotistical and having to deal with a bunch of religious nuts?

[Sounded about right.]

So what you're saying is "too much of a good thing can still be bad"?

[no.]

It got... complicated. As most things are regarding religion.

...well that's one way of taking it, yes.

[Unfortunately, he knew a little bit about fanatics.] The worst is when when the religious nuts meet their icon, and it's really just your egotistical best friend with a glowing laser face. [Fucking desert. Fucking Church. Fucking alien weapons.]

How did you even meet a god, anyway?

[He likes that way. Cool. He's going to roll with it.]

Cool, so subtle advertising. Got it.

[ Well if that's what he takes away from it? Good for him. Maybe he'll have better luck. ]

It's not easy being that icon yourself. Especially when you never asked for it. Some people deal with it...differently than others.

And when everyone's looking to you as some sort of 'chosen one', it's only a matter of time before you meet someone of some importance.

[Wait. Wait, wait, wait--]

Are you talking about yourself? Because, shit, do we suddenly have something in common.

I was speaking from personal experience, yes.

...why?

Guess who's the Chosen One where I come from.

[Oh, enjoy that slow smile, just deep in his voice. You get three guesses, but the first two don't count.]

[ You know what? She'll buy it. The universe just has a weird sense of humor that way, always sending the unexpected along to patch things up.

Tucker might be a lech, but that isn't to say he didn't do his home world some good. ]

Not really as much glamour to it as you'd like, is there?

[Well, by that sentence alone, he knew she was the real deal. Sure, the title was cool and it was awesome to say you were, but--]

They never tell you about all the ambassador shit. Meetings. Meeting people. Meeting boring people. I mean, sure, I got a cool sword and an even cooler kid, but they left out all the other stuff.

What about you?

The only part worse than meeting with the boring people is meeting with the boring people who are secretly working to screw everything over. Or the allies who suddenly decide you're more powerful than they're really comfortable with and can't you just go away now that you've solved all their problems?

They don't tell you that you don't get to sleep soundly anymore. That sometimes there are no right choices, and when people get hurt or killed? You're the one who gets to revisit that in an endless loop whenever you're alone--

[ She sighs quietly, suddenly falling silent. This isn't what she meant to do, to turn this into some kind of pity party. Tucker didn't want to hear it, he had other things on his mind. Here she was dragging the subject somewhere far darker than she'd meant to. ]

--Sorry. Sort of got caught on a tangent there, didn't I?

[ There's a dry little chuckle, but it sounds a little tired, too. ]

[Well, shit; he wasn't expecting all that.

The silence stretched for a few moments, most because he wasn't sure if she was going to keep going, and he was more than happy to listen to her if she was. Chosen One problems, right? ]

No, it's okay. [Because he got it. People depending on you. People expecting these things from you that you don't even know what they were. The pressure of fucking worlds on you--]

So, what? Was it like grabbing a sword, an ancient prophecy, special birthmark, walked under the right waterfall at the lunar eclipse? How'd you get saddled with it?

That...is a long story.

And I feel like I'd need a drink to tell it properly.

Soooo...Chosen One date?

[At least it doesn't sound like a date-date when he said it, just something more like a let's get hammer and bitch about some shit date. A friend date.]

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