Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat shrugs. "I wouldn't pass her as just 'spooked', Tir," he says, shrugging.

"That's neither here nor now, though. I need to work out a way to deal with Slicing Gale so they- or anyone else, won't come after me again."

[Anastasia]

He nods, settling into his bed. "Any ideas on that?"

[Carthrat]

Carthrat pauses. "I could assassinate the leader of the group. If I can get information from an insider, no defenses will be able to stop me. At least, once I have the equipment I need.

I could ally myself with another planet. I'm sure many would pay dearly for the technology I could sell them. They'd be able to support me and fend off Slicing Gale.

I could fly into a black hole.

So many options.."

[Anastasia]

Tir nods to the first two, but groans at the last. "Don't tell me you're one of those loony Black Hole Portal nuts," he grumbles. "Go with the technology, man."

[Carthrat]

"Naw, it's just that I've always wanted to see an event horizon firsthand," explains Carthrat, shrugging. "I'll work out what to do when we get to Paxis."

[Anastasia]

He nods, thinking. "Tell you what," he says a few minutes later, quietly. "You have a hell of a story behind you, right?"

[Carthrat]

"Not half as long as yours, I'll wager," replies Carthrat, chuckling.

[Anastasia]

"Not even a fifth as long," he agrees, nodding, a crooked grin appearing on his face. "Want to trade? I'd love to know how you got your hands on that," he gestures at your pendant, "and are still the bastard you are today."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat whistles. "I dunno. I don't like saying bad things about people, and there's alotta bad people to say things about in this story," he replies, smirking.

[Anastasia]

"And I'm sure you'll relish explaining exactly how you screwed each and every one of them over in return," Tir smiles.

[Carthrat]

"Absolutely," replies Carthrat, nodding emphatically. "This story'll take.. oh, a week to tell?"

With that, he launches into a detailed description of everything that happened since he got blown up by a certain Magess in Shinjuku..

[Anastasia]

The tale doesn't take a week, but it takes two days to really get through, Tir asking questions left and right. Of note, he takes interest in your possession - he scowls at what exactly was the cause, and who did it - and White Glow.

"You're luckier than hell that you managed to escape a possession like that instead of becoming a terror," he notes as you eat down dinner. "If you'd already lost your body...it's a miracle you kept your mind."

[Carthrat]

"I'm stubborn that way," drawls Carthrat. "If I'm gonna change, it'll be on my own terms, and not some two-bit demon prince."

[Anastasia]

He nods. "You'd look cool with scales and wings, though," he laughs, shaking his head. "Most people aren't stubborn enough to outlast and survive that..."

[Carthrat]

"Well, I havn't told you about the actual years I spent on Earth," replies Carthrat, shrugging. "Only the last couple. When I look back, being a demon just doesn't seem so bad compared to what I was before."