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[ Link's mental space feels like being outside, so depending on where you are, you might not realize that someone has started Communion with you. Since joining the Zenith, the landscape of Link's mind has gone from idyllic, sunny forests to icy, overcast mountains. A frigid wind blows against your face, carrying the scent of firewood and meat roasting over an open flame. The diminutive Hylian is not sitting by the fire, but standing at the edge of a rocky ledge, his back turned. ]

There's going to be another Oracle soon. I can feel it. The rest of you can feel it too, right? That... pulling feeling.

[ He sighs. ]

If we lose this one, it's over. The Meridian isn't going to go easy on us. I know them... I know how badly they want to win. To them, the stakes couldn't be higher.

So let's talk. About what we're going to be up against, and... well, planning ahead isn't really something we can do, but at least we can warn each other of the dangers that individual Meri pose.

And I... I want to say something, too.

[ He sits down where he stands, his feet hanging off the cliff. There's a sense that he knows this isn't going to go over well, but it's important enough to him to say it anyway. ]

Killing the other guy before they kill you is what war is. That's normal. But Kenos is different. Death doesn't work the way it should here. We don't die permanently. You can neutralize someone threatening you by just dissipating them. There's nothing to gain by destroying their soul after you're no longer in danger.

So, I don't think any of us should shatter anyone ever again.

If you claim someone's Shard, you should protect it. If you feel that you can't do that, give it to someone else.

...I'm not stupid. I know a lot of you aren't gonna agree to this. And the Meris probably won't either. I'm sure they want revenge for what happened to Quetzalcoatl, and those of you who lost the Shards Yima gave you probably aren't feeling very merciful right now either...

But if we don't come to some kinda agreement now, that's going to become normal. Things are gonna get really bad. I don't want that. So... can we talk about it, at least?

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[ Tezcatlipoca's staring earns the sensation of a quirked eyebrow in response — and when Amos is ready to directly acknowledge him a tilted head, because Big Bro? Yeah, alright. Kinda likes the sound of that, actually. Kinda likes the sound of Tezcatlipoca proclaiming his expertise a whole lot more, since 1. practicality is always appreciated and 2. a war god on his side who's excited about this? Awesome. ]

Sorry to burst your bubble, [ genuinely, ] but AK or Uzi might be aiming a little high at this stage. I've kinda topped out at an M97 since that's what I've had to work with, but with a bit more capacity. It ain't bad, but man... I was partial to a SCAR-L, back where I'm originally from.

[ hastily wikis shit as Amos sighs a little wistfully... because Set still has his. Pushing that thought aside, ]

You should come on by, though. I've been working at this solo for something like a year now. Another brain and pair of hands to help me out with it would be great.

[ Because of course, since Tezcatlipoca already knows so much, Amos is sure that means he's also good with guns. Right? Why wouldn't he be? ]

[ Considering he's just happy to talk about guns, his bubble isn't burst too badly, at least. There's a flicker of disappointment, but it's quickly gone as the conversation continues. ]

Ah, nice, nice, M97's at least good still! I've got a special P38 myself, so I know about goin' old school. Kinda had to myself, but don't worry about that. [ it's dumb bullshit from his canon and even he knows it ] I got to try out a SCAR-L when a dealer swung by my place, and it was real nice! Ended up going with AK-47s and M134 Miniguns for my guys, but of course the latter was only really practical for the big, big guys.

[ He also sighs wistfully... just two guys, missing their guns, ]

But, yeah, if you don't mind, I'd love to see what you're cookin' up. Miss Tattoo Artist also told me that I'd be swingin' by your place too for some new ink, so! Sounds like your spot's the place to be.

[ This is maybe the best conversation he's had in Kenos. Shit, maybe in his life, since for as much as he loved his time on the Roci it wasn't like his crewmates were down for gun talk. That was Baltimore-era shit, and physically at least, he's been a long way from Baltimore for most of his life.

So yeah, Amos is absolutely vibing right now. Cool and collected, but there's an undercurrent of Tezcatlipoca's excitement reflected right back at him. ]

You should bring that P38 on by if you got it here too, in that case. Would love to take a look at it. Maybe even when you're getting inked, if we wanna kill two birds with one stone. Been a really long fuckin' time since I've had the chance to look at different models, but that can only help.

No worries there, it's essentially always with me 'cause of the wild magic shit I've got goin' on. So, don't be too judgemental either if it's not what you're expecting.

[ Tezcatlipoca says it with a good-natured, joking kind of laugh, but. No, Amos will absolutely judge and he's right to do it. It's a really stupid gun. ]

But, hell, even if it's just talkin' shop, should have plenty of knowledge to give. I set up manufacturing for the two I mentioned, so I know the ins and outs of those especially. Was just missing the way to, y'know, make 'em, practically.

[ Amos was all too ready to blow off the notion of being judgmental, because why would he? It's a gun? Who is he to judge a good gun??

... But then he gets that look at it through their communion space and. Everything else Tezcatlipoca is saying might as well be static in his ears, because. ]

... Is that an axe?

Why is there an axe.

[ smoky's purported knowledge seems kinda dubious right about now ]

[ ...It's not the first time it's been questioned, exactly. Daybit had too. But. ]

Y'know. Backup plan. Can't always shoot, and technically speaking, I'm better with axes and shit like that. Just love guns.

[ he does NOT want to admit that it's the fact that he can't hit what he intends hardly ever ]

Yeah, kinda getting an idea of why you might be better with axes if that's what your gun looks like. Maybe you'd have better luck if you split them into two separate weapons, not just the one.

[ Buddy... Tezca... they had just been getting along so well, and now this brotrayal. Amos is trying but it's a visceral struggle right now. ]

Please tell me your gun manufacturing does not involve attaching axes to them.

[ PLEASE... he needs this ]

[ BROTRAYAL... how do you think he feels right now amos!!! ]

It doesn't!

[ He rejects it immediately and sharply, because what, now his knowledge is coming into question??? Because he made a stupid gun??? (Amos is correct) ]

Look, it's— [ He considers admitting the truth, but. Nope. ] It's fuckin' complicated! Just trust me when I say it had to be that way and it had to be one thing. It's fuckin' magic in the first place, not the real deal, so it ain't like the shit I was makin' for the Ocelomeh!

[ There's the sensation of Amos just levelling Tezcatlipoca a stare, because wow, this is defensive. But as long as his other guns don't have axes attached to them... ]

Alright. [ Some of the skeptical vibes remain, but more like an echo than anything concentrated. ] Just saying, you might not be as good a shooter because your gun's...

[ He trails off, not wanting to hear shit about unnecessary complications again, and there's the sense of him vaguely waving his hand. Because your gun's like that.

But! He's content to put it behind him, just like that. ]

As long as the ones you know how to build are normal, then yeah. You should come by sometime. We can talk — [ set up? — ] shop.

[ ...He wishes he could blame the axe. Maybe he will, when Amos inevitably learns that his love is very much, uh. One-sided. But then he'll just get handed another, less ridiculous gun and be just as bad, so. ]

Yeah. Sounds great. Think she's gonna try and fit me in before this Oracle stuff, so maybe the next few days? However long it takes her to get the inks, I guess.

[ Going into an Oracle with a fresh tattoo... Brave/stupid of him... ]

Sounds like a plan. I'll just have to steal you back away from her when she's done.

[ And maybe all they'll do then is talk shop, so Tezcatlipoca can be saved the inevitable embarrassment a little while longer. After all, he's probably going to be healing up, right? Not like Amos is going to take him shooting immediately then.

Because that sure would be a choice.

But, because Amos has absolutely nothing to judge him for at this exact moment, his voice is warm and amiable: ] I'll see you then.

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