Brubaker was gone, he had been transfered off station. Wyse and Darla had been reassigned and the new garrison were not under Hound control, so that left Lorentino on the station in charge of just Therod who Imperial command had not figured out how to deal with. It was an odd feeling to sit in an almost empty office you're in charge of, but have no real authority over. Rolando was treated like a martyr despite hearing from the scuttlebut that his actions had worked out exceptionally well for command. So he mostly just sat around asking Therod about her prior service, and she robotically answered with very little emotion, the conversations were enough to drive him to drink. Which is what he was doing when he saw the lady in red again. She was sitting much like Hanlon had been with food across from her, and once again the patio area was empty, so he knew most likely he wasn't probably on the station anymore, or at least not in mind there.
"What are you?" She smiled, behind her teeth he saw a bit of fire licking the back of her throat as if she had eaten it and it was trying to escape.
"No hello? No how are you doing? Straight to the what are yous? Insulting I expected better manners from a Lorentino, sit and understand that is not a request." Her voice was all power, not like a mother, more like a ruler. He sat down and said nothing, he did not eat the food before him.
"Should I ask again?"
"No you should stop being an idiot, you know what I am, your father did and I can assume his son at least has the wits to know when he's sitting in front of a god, the Fire God." Rolando had assumed as much but that just lead to more questions, so many more questions.
"So you can see the future?"
"I can see a version of it, all versions of it, in fact there was a version where you stood instead of sitting and another one where you died, all versions at all times, the future and time are malleable its much to much for your small little mind just know that the future is never set in stone, but never unknowable for those who want to know it." Rolando whistled.
"I feel stupider for asking."
"As you should, but know that I arranged for the events that I did because that is how I am, if not for my intervention there was no future for you, so know that I saved you, and you now owe me, and I am not one to not collect a debt." Her smile again and this time the fire licked beyond her teeth a little, she stood up as to leave.
"Now I do have a question of you."
"Oh boy let me guess."
"Where have you been?" And then she was gone and Therod was in his ears practically screaming that question at him.
"I hate gods." Rolando said it under his breath as he got up from the chair among bewildered restaurant patrons.
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