"How many gods are in your pantheon?" She asks curiously. "There are twelve in ours. Although people used to believe in more. You hear a prayer for a forgotten one every now and then."
"Lhuitantl helped you win the fight? What is he the god of?" She looks at the weapon; it seems appropriate for someone who fights in close quarters, but honestly she knows little to nothing of weapons. "It's... um, very nice," she says politely.
She's not entirely surprised that a goddess could rule over both death and mercy. Death can be a mercy, at times. "Maybe she saw qualities in you that she has herself. Is that strange, to like her?" After a moment's pause, she adds, "My parents weren't religious, but they pledged me into the service of Persephone when I was born. She's the goddess of spring and the queen of the underworld."
"Technically, I deal with the science of microscopic organisms," Adia explains. "Specifically, the ones that cause illnesses." And because she can already tell that her explanation is needlessly complicated, she tries again in simpler terms. "I study the things that make people sick. And for a long time, that was all I did, but these days, I help give people medicine and sometimes tell them what they can do to feel less sick." There, that should be easier to follow. "I still do some research, but the Cylons are in charge of that now, so it feels kind of like a farce."
The corners of her mouth tighten, and for a moment she looks a little angry. All her other talk of Cylons has been with an undertone of fear, with a bit of guilt thrown in for good measure. But thinking about how they make a mockery of her research, that's what pisses her off. Go figure.
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Date: 2016-11-18 06:32 pm (UTC)"Lhuitantl helped you win the fight? What is he the god of?" She looks at the weapon; it seems appropriate for someone who fights in close quarters, but honestly she knows little to nothing of weapons. "It's... um, very nice," she says politely.
She's not entirely surprised that a goddess could rule over both death and mercy. Death can be a mercy, at times. "Maybe she saw qualities in you that she has herself. Is that strange, to like her?" After a moment's pause, she adds, "My parents weren't religious, but they pledged me into the service of Persephone when I was born. She's the goddess of spring and the queen of the underworld."
"Technically, I deal with the science of microscopic organisms," Adia explains. "Specifically, the ones that cause illnesses." And because she can already tell that her explanation is needlessly complicated, she tries again in simpler terms. "I study the things that make people sick. And for a long time, that was all I did, but these days, I help give people medicine and sometimes tell them what they can do to feel less sick." There, that should be easier to follow. "I still do some research, but the Cylons are in charge of that now, so it feels kind of like a farce."
The corners of her mouth tighten, and for a moment she looks a little angry. All her other talk of Cylons has been with an undertone of fear, with a bit of guilt thrown in for good measure. But thinking about how they make a mockery of her research, that's what pisses her off. Go figure.