Post by SET on Sept 21, 2009 21:43:12 GMT -5
Set felt that he should have been more frustrated with this whole set up. He wasn't used to the idea of being chained in a mortal form, binded by the irritating limitations of all that that entailed. It was incredibly irritating, and he was quickly growing tired of it. Or he would have been if not for Morgana, which was quite ironic, since she was the source of a not inconsiderable amount of his woes and frustrations toward this existence. Without her, he would no doubt be in an infinitely more frustrating situation, but with her... she brought on several problems. Issues. Because of her, he found himself dealing with quite a few unexpected and new sensations. Such as this strange attraction he felt whenever he looked at her, the one that made him compelled to continue to look at her, to admire the form she'd selected and think rather well of her. It was if she had this innate charm, as if she could just stand there doing nothing and she had him thoroughly interested in her. It was frustrating, and had it not been for how much he enjoyed those simple periods of staring, he would have made an issue of it, demanding that she tell him what this was, if she'd done something to him in the summoning ritual. Not that she seemed the treacherous type or anything, she was loyal when so very few others were, but he didn't doubt that she was cunning, clever, and if she thought it would help in the long term, she may somehow seek to alter his behavior, making him more docile, perhaps, or giving her a way to control him, calm him if necessary. He supposed it wouldn't do if he revealed himself this early on a whim.
But... in all likelihood, it was something else altogether. The attraction was quite probably just that, attraction. Her form was a pleasing one, and obviously he felt somewhat indebted to her because she'd played such a big part in his release from the void, so those two things came together to make him feel so... drawn to her, that seemed like a reasonable explanation. It was still frustrating of course, Set should have been in control of himself, especially if he hoped to master his surroundings, and if he was unable to ignore the attraction he felt toward Morgana, he really did worry for his chances of success in this venture. How could he really become a god again if he couldn't even make himself focus on things other than his high priestess? He didn't doubt that she'd find this humorous if he told her about it, but that could well be a sign of weakness, and he didn't want to appear weak in front of her. She was loyal, very much so, but how loyal would she be if she saw that he was falling prey to her form's beauty? Surely she would rationalize that she'd be better off alone or serving someone else if he was that weak. Or maybe he just told himself that so he wouldn't have to find out what her answer was really going to be.
How strange would it be if she admitted that she shared that attraction? That she felt something other than loyalty toward him? Fear was always a good thing in these sorts of relationships, fear allowed for respect, dedication, obedience, things that he was sure Morgana held plenty of toward him, but if she admitted that she shared that attraction, if she'd been affected by this same... curse, what would he really think? Would he think she was weak even when he felt the same feelings himself? There was no way to tell. He didn't want to think about it, even if he was sure that he'd think of it many times in the coming days simply because it was a rather considerable and legitimate concern. It could be a risk in future, thus giving him even more reason to think on it. Bah. He hated having to fret over this. It hadn't been so long ago that his biggest concern had been how best to consume the soul of a willing sacrifice. Which was most certainly a very different concern than the one he was dealing with at the moment. He'd have much preferred dealing with that one than trying to puzzle out his attraction to Morgana.
Just breakfast?
That was... perplexing. She'd been apparently rather frustrated with his lack of praise for the meal she'd made for him, but now she was laughing it off like nothing? How very confusing. Normally he was able to puzzle people out rather well, (working people out came rather easily after you've devoured enough essence, he could practically taste a persons mood now) but she was a mystery. A small niggling part of his mind pointed out that that could well be because of the confusing and strange feelings he was feeling toward her, but he quickly pushed that aside, not wanting to even contemplate that he could be blinded in such a way. He was Father Set! The Great Serpent! He couldn't be blinded by simple attraction and lust! That was nonsense. Or so he hoped.
Blinking, betraying his surprise at her reaction, "A very satisfactory breakfast."
Now she was laughing when he asserted that her time keeping device had to be destroyed because it irritated him? This was most irregular. Did she think he was just making excuses? He had no idea, but somehow none of it seemed to matter compared to the sense of warmth he felt when he heard her laugh. It was... rather nice. He secretly hoped that she'd have others just like it in the near future, he'd rather enjoyed listening to that one.
"It learned not to trifle with me."
Watching as she went to work preparing another meal, he knew that he'd have to start doing some of this for himself quite soon, Morgana wasn't going to be around all the time and he'd have to feed himself without making a mess of her kitchen in the process. He wasn't a fool or a child, the kind of person who'd make a mess of something just as soon as he tried his hand at it, all he needed to do was learn. Once he'd done that, he wouldn't have to depend on her anymore in that department. Probably. He couldn't deny that it seemed somehow right that she be the one to prepare meals for him, quite likely because - although diminished - he was a being of great status and worthy of respect. He deserved a measure of reverence.
"You know more about this time period than I do. That makes you more experienced and therefore the... more learned one. At least when it comes to this world."
He didn't have time to feel the bitter taste of humility in his mouth, because Morgana slinked up to him, setting her hands on him and whispering into his ear, then nuzzling against his jawline. That felt... very nice. He wished it didn't, he wished he could say she didn't have that much power over him, but it felt... very nice. He'd very much like to do this again. Very soon. Or rather, stay like this for a while.
But, unfortunately, she let him go, returning to her task and giving him an answer to his question. An answer that made him a little bit awkward. Last night had been... an experiment. Nothing more.
Most certainly not. It was just an experiment. A test. That was it. Nothing else.
Not at all.
"I have no idea what you mean."
He kept his eyes fixed on the counter, not wanting to make eye contact just in case his face betrayed any hint of his current emotions. Set hated this man-suit for many reasons, but the fact that he was so unused to it stood to mind as his greatest frustration in regards to it. He needed to get used to it if he wanted to avoid any potential blunders or embarrassments in his future.