malduoni learns about some suspicious otherworldly visitors
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And, of course, he can't do anything to confirm that it's arrived. They can't even try to raise Parmida from here, because it'll take a second or two to explode once it arrives and that second or two won't pass until they leave the demiplane. 

He sighs, sits down, and stares into nothing for a long time. 

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Mhalir watches from a distant, unsure whether to be worried about him or whether worrying about a god's wellbeing is stupid. 

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Carissa is thinking about how apparently there is one who marries her and it follows, sort of, that that one would blow up Hell to stop her soul being destroyed, and this is probably a very selfish thing to be thinking about at all at this moment but she cares about it a lot.

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<You are allowed to want things that are selfish> Mhalir thinks to her, firmly. <Or - I am not sure - allowed is not even the right framing. You want the things you want.> 

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Obviously she wants the things she wants, but some things are not wise to want around sad angry powerful people, and spending energy on wanting things you have no way to get is silly, and on the whole this seems like an area where it'd be useful to think about it less, lest she make Aroden mad.

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<....Aroden is not going to be mad. I have been in his head, and - it was very confusing, but I can see how he is a person I could grow into, and would not be angry about that.> 

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Mhalir has some kind of weird thing where he doesn't get mad about things, probably because Alloran gave him very low standards.

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<I do not think that is why, and besides Aroden would not have that consideration, just...> Mhalir doesn't know how to explain the inside of Aroden's head to Carissa, not in words. 

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Well. In any event the thing to do is to plan how the ships will help him burn up Hell. 

 

She still wants to talk to Iomedae about it, once they leave the demiplane, which should be soon now.

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They go to sleep. 

In the morning they prepare spells, in particular the ones that Aroden and Nefreti need to transport some ships here. 

"Anything else before we go back?" Aroden asks, mainly to Nefreti but sort of to the group at large (except the now decent-sized huddle of accumulating Chelish prisoners at the other end of the demiplane.) 

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Mhalir can't think of anything. Mostly he wants this to be over, somehow. 

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"I think we're ready!"

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And shortly later they're all back in the pharaoh's demiplane. Aroden immediately strides over to the door and sticks his head out to request the pharaoh. 

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You're not really supposed to do that but they'll make the pharaoh aware he's here.

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While they're waiting he tries for his daughter along their telepathic bond. 

Zahra? 

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Somehow this is much harder than all the rest so far. 

I - I received a Sending from Asmodeus - no time to try with a Gate - used the Rod of Security - we... 

And, with great effort, he explains what he did. 

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- because otherwise he could do - something less fixable than that? 

Have you got her back?

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Nefreti thought he would destroy her soul. 

Not yet. Did it from the time-dilated demiplane, it would - just have happened now... 

I will ask Nefreti if she can try it now. If I give her a diamond. 

He does this. 

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She has already started it, and puts the diamond at the focus-point with a motion that was in progress before he decided to give it to her. 

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Sometimes Nefreti is frustrating but sometimes she is very very convenient. He paces, waits. 

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She prays to Iomedae. She feels like she ought to know how to do it better, now, but she doesn't. 

I don't know if I want to be an instrument of your will about this because I'm scared your will is actually stupid and horrible. What a not-prayer.

 

I want Good, she tries cautiously, and it wouldn't have been, to let the Yeerks and Andalites destroy each other, and I want - 

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There's less of her, here; a sense of being blanketed from the surrounding howling magic, and a sense of gentle presence, and that's it, no vision of a woman. 

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Right, thinks Carissa, feeling like an idiot, you're busy. 

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I am very busy. 

 

You are worried that we are making the mistake that Mhalir and Matirin were making. The mistake of throwing their considerable intelligence mostly at destroying their enemy and only a little - not none, but not enough - at figuring out whether anything can be negotiated with them.

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