Feelings Slightly Hurt

Asking the Gods for help is a lot like asking a windstorm to help move a tree. Sure it might actually happen, but its not like the windstorm gave a shit about either outcome. - Chronicles of Lorentino

"Is that all?" Hanlon had us in a corporate office, he was reviewing some actual paper documents and I had to think this was all just some kind of screw you to me. He wasn't actually reviewing anything, he was just pretending like he was so I was intruding on his whatever he does with his time, time.

"Ancient prisoners escape, to be hunted down by a person who might also be a prisoner, aided by my suddenly more sentient AI fleet and you ask is that all?"

"Seems like a normal day for you, if not for something stupid or dangerous happening what ever would you do with your life?" Hanlon finished the papers and stared at me.

"Aren't you wo..."

"No I worry no more, I figure if there is something dangerous you will idiotically bludgeon your way into it and then manage to find a way out, if you fail at that, well than I might get worried, or I might not, all I know Trezlan is that I'm done helping you for now, you offer me nothing." With that he deposited me back on shira's ship. I was still kind of surprised how he treated me when I felt an extremely hot hand on my back.

"Hanlon has become so boring after he almost got killed." The Fire God sounded different.

"Ruder."

"Less adventurous, me? I feel freer, more alive, why sit on your throne of fire when you can make the universe your throne of fire." That sounded terrifying in a way I didn't want to say while she was standing next to me.

"So I take it..."

"I'm aware of your prisoner dilemna? Yes those little upstarts have already been causing merry war all over since they escaped. But I am confused why you seemingly feel you want to talk to them rather than just destroy them? I suppose you haven't met them yet, maybe you should do that, then you'll feel differently."

"What does that..." But she was gone, only a lingering warm feeling on my back is what remained. I reminded myself the gods were cruel creatures who seemed to enjoy screwing around more than actually helping. Even knowing that, I felt personally like they were now just messing with me for years of my dicking around with them. Which was fair, but still hurt my feelings.