I would of course enjoy hearing about your homeland.
[He expects it will be as interesting as Claude is... or more likely, filled with some sort of strife. Perhaps he's projecting but he doesn't feel like you get personalities like this without some level of conflict happening in the background.
Though putting that aside for the moment, he has the nerve to chuckle, folding his arms]
But you do not hail from Earth... In that case, my True Name will mean nothing to you.
[how hilariously anticlimatic. Chiron supposes he should have checked first.]
Even still, I will honor my word if you wish to know now.
(He... hadn't expected that. He isn't going to complain though and the way his eyes light up with curiosity and a desire to know gives away that he wants to know now,)
Careful, Teach. I might think you have a favorite.
(Him.
(hah)
But he nods, trying to treat this with some level of seriousness. )
[And again, he is not expecting any particular reaction to this -- a name is just a name, even by a being such as him.
But he will be indulgent and elaborate as fair payment for the deal]
Back during the times of Ancient Greece on my planet, I was hailed as a deity for my intellect, and the students I taught often went on to become famous heroes of the world.
(Yup, no obvious reaction other than a raised eyebrow as he waits to hear what this means. He doesn't have to wait long though because Chiron carries on...
And it's then that his expression starts to change. The smile on his face drops and he finds himself looking over Chiron once more,)
So you're from a place with many gods but there's some sort of divine order?
(It's not... a strange concept to him. Even in the Church of Seiros, there's a certain hierarchy to how things are laid out even if there's only one goddess.
He truly doesn't mind listening to Chiron prattle away about his godly resume. It's impressive, really, even if it makes his head spin with questions and thoughts until he finally shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair,)
Sorry... It's not that I don't believe you or anything like that. I've just never really believed in gods or goddesses before. Well, until recently. Maybe.
[Nodding in a pleased manner that Claude is keeping up with him]
There are, for instance, a few long-lived species that would be considered "immortal" by the average human, and they perhaps have a few skills to their name, but they are no gods.
And then of course are the demi-gods and demi-heroes: usually the product of a union between deity and non-deity. If they are immortal or godlike depends on their parentage and the deeds they do through life.
[It's a wild, lawless system but Chiron tries his best anything to structure it like a lesson plan]
Regardless, whether you believe me or not is unimportant. [And to be frank, the last thing Chiron is interested in] I wouldn't demand understanding from anyone, and can hardly prove my divine status here.
This is only so that we might consider our deal honored.
(And this is where they start getting into foreign concepts he's never heard of before. It's truly a lawless system! And yet, he doesn't hate the idea. He can kind of appreciate how wild and flexible it seems. Though, he wonders what the catch is.
... There's always a catch.)
Nah, I believe you, Teach. (He's still "Teach" even if he knows his name.) And as long as you don't make me sing choir once a week, it doesn't matter to me.
No one here has made me prove myself... well, except you. (THAT LEAF...) Maybe I should! Ask for another blessing or some miracle.
("another"
Closing his eyes, he speaks out to the sky dramatically,)
"O, Great Teach! Answer my prayer!" (It's kind of impressive how he can manage to keep his spirits high, even after everything that's happened. ) "Grant me strength to protect these souls!"
(No arrows! No blessing! Nothing! Just a name! Not that he's complaining. He appreciates every answer he can get here. Anything to learn more about those around him and other places.)
I take it back. Maybe you've got a different favorite after all.
(HE HAS HIS SUSPICIONS.)
But like I said, I don't care whether you're a god or not. Since you heard me regardless, I'll be counting on you. Who needs a god when we have ourselves?
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[He expects it will be as interesting as Claude is... or more likely, filled with some sort of strife. Perhaps he's projecting but he doesn't feel like you get personalities like this without some level of conflict happening in the background.
Though putting that aside for the moment, he has the nerve to chuckle, folding his arms]
But you do not hail from Earth... In that case, my True Name will mean nothing to you.
[how hilariously anticlimatic. Chiron supposes he should have checked first.]
Even still, I will honor my word if you wish to know now.
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(He... hadn't expected that. He isn't going to complain though and the way his eyes light up with curiosity and a desire to know gives away that he wants to know now,)
Careful, Teach. I might think you have a favorite.
(Him.
(hah)
But he nods, trying to treat this with some level of seriousness. )
... Tell me.
(Please.)
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[And again, he is not expecting any particular reaction to this -- a name is just a name, even by a being such as him.
But he will be indulgent and elaborate as fair payment for the deal]
Back during the times of Ancient Greece on my planet, I was hailed as a deity for my intellect, and the students I taught often went on to become famous heroes of the world.
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And it's then that his expression starts to change. The smile on his face drops and he finds himself looking over Chiron once more,)
A deity... Like a god?
(He doesn't sound like he truly believes it.)
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[which then begs the question, what's the difference? And at that, Chiron cannot help but continue on like he's handing out a lecture]
To be considered a god, you must rule over a concept-- though I suppose since I was sometimes worshipped as giving birth to the science of medicine...
[rubbing his chin as he just... goes over his godly resume...]
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(It's not... a strange concept to him. Even in the Church of Seiros, there's a certain hierarchy to how things are laid out even if there's only one goddess.
He truly doesn't mind listening to Chiron prattle away about his godly resume. It's impressive, really, even if it makes his head spin with questions and thoughts until he finally shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair,)
Sorry... It's not that I don't believe you or anything like that. I've just never really believed in gods or goddesses before. Well, until recently. Maybe.
("Maybe.")
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[Nodding in a pleased manner that Claude is keeping up with him]
There are, for instance, a few long-lived species that would be considered "immortal" by the average human, and they perhaps have a few skills to their name, but they are no gods.
And then of course are the demi-gods and demi-heroes: usually the product of a union between deity and non-deity. If they are immortal or godlike depends on their parentage and the deeds they do through life.
[It's a wild, lawless system but Chiron tries his best anything to structure it like a lesson plan]
Regardless, whether you believe me or not is unimportant. [And to be frank, the last thing Chiron is interested in] I wouldn't demand understanding from anyone, and can hardly prove my divine status here.
This is only so that we might consider our deal honored.
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... There's always a catch.)
Nah, I believe you, Teach. (He's still "Teach" even if he knows his name.) And as long as you don't make me sing choir once a week, it doesn't matter to me.
No one here has made me prove myself... well, except you. (THAT LEAF...) Maybe I should! Ask for another blessing or some miracle.
("another"
Closing his eyes, he speaks out to the sky dramatically,)
"O, Great Teach! Answer my prayer!" (It's kind of impressive how he can manage to keep his spirits high, even after everything that's happened. ) "Grant me strength to protect these souls!"
(Opening one eye, glancing at Chiron,)
You heard that, right?
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Oh, forgive me for not elaborating earlier:
I'm retired.
[NONE BLESSINGS FOR ANYONE]
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(No arrows! No blessing! Nothing! Just a name! Not that he's complaining. He appreciates every answer he can get here. Anything to learn more about those around him and other places.)
I take it back. Maybe you've got a different favorite after all.
(HE HAS HIS SUSPICIONS.)
But like I said, I don't care whether you're a god or not. Since you heard me regardless, I'll be counting on you. Who needs a god when we have ourselves?
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He blinks owlishly a few times.]
Favorite? Who is my favorite?
[Is he playing favorites already? Goodness, he didn't even think he had enough students for that.]
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(He's really not bothered at all and guess who's about to make another sneaky escape,)
Don't worry about it, Teach. Everyone's got 'em.
(AND HE'S JUST GONNA PEACE OUT NOW, leaving Chiron to think about what he's done.)