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"Oh Tilly. Sweet, naive Tilly. You assume it has to be one or the other, when it could very easily be both." Caissa smirked over at the girl as the music changed to the soft, catchy beat of Billie Eilish's Bad Guy.

"I have a nurse at the hospital in my pocket. He's on rotation in princess's room this weekend, so we can make the drop then. Nothing's easy, sweetheart. It just seems that way when you're prepared."

Taking her seat next to Tilly again with her legs tucked underneath her, Caissa took another swig of her drink and mused for a moment in silence as she stared at the rings.

"X-ray vision is amateur. I can buy x-ray glasses from any hack on the island. I'm thinking... apotheosis."
 

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Tilly looked incredulously at the speakers when the song changed.
"Okay, I wasn't gonna comment, but this one seems a little too on the nose. Bad Guy?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at Caissa "Is there a shark tank around here after all?" She joked, taking long pull from her coke as if she were drinking something a lot cooler, like Caissa. Two more months, Tilly.

She choked on her drink when she told Tilly her plan. "You really took that psychic goddess thimg to heart, huh?" She sat back in her seat, contemplating what she'd suggested. She didn't know what she had planned or how she planned to do it, but she had to wonder if she was making a mistake, helping Caissa garner all this power. She really didn't think she was evil, but she didn't know what good could come of apotheosis

"What would you even want that for? Wouldn't that make it easier to summon you?"
 
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"No shark tank. I hate sharks. Dumb ass little bastards, honestly." Caissa shifted position and laid her legs across Tilly's lap, getting comfortable on the couch as she did. "And you can't say anything: everybody likes this song."

She paused at the questions though, and took a good minute or so to formulate a response. She'd already given it a lot of thought, to be sure, but she wanted to frame it in a way that Tilly would understand and agree with. At least to a degree.

"Apotheosis just means 'the highest point in the development of something.' I want to reach my absolute fullest potential. I don't want to be a god, Tilly; I want to kick God in the dick. Or at least dear old Dad. I want to be remembered for what I've done, not for being some... advisor to someone else who gets all the credit for my hard work and ideas."

There was more to it, but Caissa didn't think Tilly needed to know any of that. No one did really. Those were her reasons to keep, after all.
 

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Tilly squirmed a little under Caissa’s feet, a bit uncomfortable with the invasion of her space. Had she not been worried about getting billed for the electronics, she might have just levitated her off, but she settled for folding her arms and brooding in wizardly fashion.

”Well, I’m all about kicking big G in the dick.” She shrugged. She chose her next words carefully. Caissa wasn’t exactly Mother Theresa, after all. Tilly was certainly aware that she was susceptible to manipulation, and she didn’t want to be the one responsible for creating a new goddess of misery and sex dungeons, or whatever mantle Caissa might choose. She said she didn’t want godlike power, but the word “Apotheosis” still freaked her out. She couldn’t think of a context where the word had ever been used with positive connotations.

Her expression softened as Caissa explained her desire to be remembered. She could relate to that, too. ”I mean, Aristotle, Chiron and Obi-Wan were certainly well-remembered, but I see your point.” She said, her eyes cloudy and thoughtful as she considered her words.

”What do you want to be remembered for?”
 

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"First of all. Aristotle did shit. Fucking Obi-Wan did shit. And who the fuck actually gives a shit about Chiron?"

"But it's not about the content of the legacy, but the legacy itself," Caissa admitted far more honestly than she might have with anyone else. If there was anyone who knew what that felt like, it would be a wizard. She stared intensely at a point of space on the wall, her jaw set in almost angry defiance.

"I'm not immortal. Hell, I'm not even long-lived. I'm gonna get old and my mind probably won't leave me but... I will get old and I will die. I want my name carved into the fucking stars by the time I do. I want my mother, my father, and everyone who ever thought of me as lesser to eat my ass on a daily basis because I'm just so fucking ubiquitous. I don't want anyone to be able to walk out of their house without something I've done affecting them."

It all sounded grand, she knew. But if anyone could do it, it was her. She knew that much. She had the brains and the drive and the ruthlessness to do it. "Let the bards sing my fucking accolades, you know?"
 

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”-I like him in the Percy Jackson books.” Tilly defended weakly, though she had to admit that of the three, she cared the least about the centaur.

Caissa wanted a legacy, a fact that Tilly understood all too well. If she didn’t care about how people saw her in the future, she certainly wouldn’t have been here helping Caissa achieve powers with pretty dubious benefits. She was pretty sure that she was immortal, judging by the fact that grandma Blackstone was from at least the 13th century, but she wasn’t dumb enough to think that she wasn’t going to eventually get herself killed. When that happened, what would be left of her? Who would care? Caissa had even less time than she did.

”I get that.” She sighed, staring wistfully at the ceiling. ”Even I’m gonna kick the bucket someday. I might not be quite so ambitious as you, but I’ve got big plans, too.” Green eyes regarded Caissa for a moment. The girl beside her was the linchpin in basically everything she had planned. Did she know that? She had to. She’d taken pains to ensure that she was.

”But that begs the question, what do you want to be remembered for?” She asked. The question might have seemed loaded. Maybe it was. But Caissa had played things close to the chest since they’d started working together. A morbid curiosity was starting to burn hotter than Tilly could stifle. She needed to know what she was getting herself into.

And the scariest part?

She didn’t think she’d care, whatever it was.
 

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Caissa chewed over her own thoughts for a bit and leaned back in her seat, takin a long swig of her drink before deciding whether or not she was going to answer that question. Fuck it, she decided. She didn't have forever to wait around anyway, and from her work with the Disbelief research team, she was reasonably certain of a few things at least.

"I'm going to break the Veil in such a spectacular way that the Veil can't just blip me back to Manta Carlos and the Disbelief can't just disappear whatever I do. Ipso facto, we'll be able to just... leave. Live openly wherever we want."
 

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”Oh.” Tilly said. She stared ahead contemplatively, and took a sip of her coke. That would have looked cooler if it were booze. She was pretty good with magical formulae. She was still young, especially for a Wizard, but she’d like to think that she was a prodigy. Give her a century or so, and she might be playing around with the same power as her grandma Blackstone. Give her Caissa’s help, and maybe she could do it in a few decades. But breaking the veil was a big ask for even one of the gods and goddesses that walked the streets of Manta Carlos, much less the two of them.

”That’s a lot cooler than I expected.” She said soberly. ”You struck me as more of the world domination type. I’m pleasantly surprised.” She smiled, her head resting in her hand contemplatively. ”I have absolutely no idea how we’re gonna do that, but I like your enthusiasm.”

Then, she nudged Caissa’s legs, still strewn across her lap, as one might when asking a dog to move. ”We should probably get started on the circle, if you want your Professor X powers sometime in 2020.”
 

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Caissa grinned and threw her arm around Tilly's shoulder, pulling the girl close and lowering her voice almost conspiratorially. "Who says I'm not in it to rule the world? Call it conquering through utopia." She paused for just a second and then laughed, shaking her head. "Nah. World domination is for losers with small dick syndrome. I just want to not have to hide like a scared rabbit when, let's be real, if push came to shove and humanity went to war with us... we'd collectively stomp a mudhole in their ass."

Standing up, Caissa stretched her arms over her head and grabbed one of the boxes that the pieces of her ritual circle had come in. "True, true. Let's get this done, yeah. Need to inspect the materials, make sure there's no defects or warping. I don't wanna explode."
 
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