An offer, to be refused or not . . .

Rule 5792

That and I have an offer for her...

It is made, after explanations (which takes a bit of doing). Using the communication skills that all Celestrials have (when they care to USE it), I'm trying my upmost to convey my sincerity. My reasoning.

My reasons and feelings on the matter. The basics, anyway. Now, being WHAT I am means that this takes . . . a LONG time by the mortal clock. Months and years, really.

. . .

I run the aspect of an entire universe itself and that means that what is "basic" for me is "ungodly complex" for a mortal mind. In this place and time between realities and ticks of the clock, it means that the mortal mind really doesn't notice the time passing (not really). That and I'm not doing an "underhill" trick where when the target returns to the mortal planes he suddenly finds years have passed (or he or she disintigrates as the body suddenly ages to the correct time).

This is just to let her assimilate the entirety of what I'm telling her . . . an Angel (ala the Neon Genesis kind . . . the similarity in names with those . . . sigh . . . tools of those Drone Rules and my kin, the Celestrials from the Office of Good: those Angels).

Sigh, that kind of lead to all sorts of confusion like the concepts of "order" and "goodness" being one and the same in many minds out there on the mortal planes.

Besides, it kind of gives her time for her mind to heal their emotional wounds. Yep, this time between time and place between place is the PERFECT spot for us Rules who need a vacation from time to time. Works on Angels too, and BOY does she need it!

She has memories of her time as Rei I (the young clone girl who was killed by a jealous woman).

She has memories a person named Yui Akari running around in her head, the very person who'd she'd been cloned from (with a bit of contribution from an Angel body named Lilith down in the heart of NERV HQ).

Betrayal. Surprises and shocks . . . all doing VERY interesting things to her psyche and personality. Granted, it means that along with the minstrations that Fred Takahashi had been attempting on her, in order to free her of her slavery compulsions to Gendo Akari that she's DEFINITELY and forever going to be well away and out of character as what you'd seen in the anime (or rather the reality which reflects the anime or the reverse . . .shan't tell you the connection but a connection exists).

It would take a LONG time (years) of therapy to put her all to right.

She'd been holding up well enough for the short term, but long term she'd need help.

This is easier on her AND . . . kind of helps me and the Rules as well.

Two birds with one stone and all that rot.

That is why I'm doing it THIS way, the briefing than the more normal brief/offer for Championship. See, the thing here is that now that she's a full blooded Angel, by the rules back where she's from that means she's by default . . . under the Office of Order . . .as a hatchman (which is a LOT of pain and suffering for those who didn't want it thrusted upon them).

Ain't fair but that's the rules where she's from. I cannot intervene and reverse that for OTHER who'd gotten caught in that damn web.

I can do something for THIS one victim of the web, though.

Though few other victims object. . . .weird and twisted place that reality is, sometimes. . . .wish that THAT parituclar Sector wasn't so, but just this: life isn't fair. The victims like the power . . .and don't mind the tasks they must perform, on planet after planet (in one new body after another).

Note: this is NOT cannon NGE, just a bit of "bending" of facts to fit into Terra Prime continuity. Don't own Neon Genesis Evangelion and all that. Don't sue me.

I'm just doing, by nearly (not . . .just almost . . .but not) breaking a few dozen rules.

Heck, I could even because of a technicality that those OFFERED immortality via Championship that she could be returned to a normal, mortal life. As a normal human being . . .or whatever else she'd like to be (lots of mortal races upon Terra Prime, you must remember). If that's the case, at least she'll be good to go, without therapy.

Least I could do, if she chose that route. Besides . . .

It is already been given to know to me by her that she does not wish to return to her home reality. She's tired of being a tool.

Knew that already (had been watching and listening in earlier), but best for her to state it again for the records...

. . .

Send her homeward NOW (against her wishes) and she'll be . . .

. . .

Reconditioned, shall we say. "Recycled" would be a better term. Leave it to your imagination what that would entail...

I'm not doing that to her. Damn, you'd think that I'd do that to her after everything else I'd done?

. . .

I have my reasons. Besides, if she chooses to become a Champion it helps out with our manning problems (one more never hurts for us Celestrials)...

But even if I'm guilty of favoritism towards certain mortals (or until recently mortal), I'm hardly alone in that. Why, I hear that Rule 179 actually has long, friendly chats with his one Elder Champion: Morganna Wordeni.

I mean that one elfin woman is nice enough I suppose, but chatting away like that like friends kind of blurs . . . professinalism.

Ah, what am I complaining about when I'm doing what I'm doing?

Enough tangents, already.

Rei

I feel . . .at peace. With myself and with the world instead of. . .jumpy and expecting yet something ELSE to befall me.

He's right, I did need this . . .in more ways than one.

This . . . Celestrial (I know what he is before he'd even said . . . that Angel part of myself again) had to stop me in midflight back to Terra Prime with his . . . Champions.

Oh, that wa someting they had NOT told me of . . .but at the time I DO believe that they'd been more concerned about my mental health than anything. Too much more and . . .

Well, they'd have told me about it when they'd felt I was ready. That said . . .

This Rule had said that this realm I found myself in with him had a soothing effect while he taught me things for . . . how long?

. . . .

I don't know. Well, it cannot be TOO long, being that he'd said that I'd arrive on the other side not only in a state that wouldn't self destruct (his news about THAT unexpect consequence if he hadn't intervened had been a jolt . . .the Champions of his hadn't known about it).

The explanations had been rather . . . involved. Took time but this Celestrial had taken the time. Very patient, this one entity.

"Now . . .you are under no obligations to take that last option," the Rule begins.

"If I do can I stay with the Doctor . . .with Allan and Mina?" I ask hopefully.

I'd grown rather . . . fond of Mina and Allan near the last, but all of the others were close to my heart as well. . .

"Well, I can promise you that you'd be stationed on Terra Prime where they're homebased," the Rule temporized. "Whether or not they'd take you in . . . I am NOT going to force that on them, understand? But I'm not going to prevent you from asking them, you see?"

. . .

Okay, that's fair. Using his powers to force myself onto them . . . no, I've been manipulated enough and I do NOT want to do that to others. That would make me just as bad as Gendo, despite good intentions. Oh, in the end he'd done all he'd done out of some misguided attempt to be again with his wife, but . . .

Well, why rehash old wounds, eh?

. . .

Strange, it doesn't . . .hurt like it used to. Oh, it hurts but not like it is a recent wound.

"This place has healing properties," the Rule coughs, seeing the questoin in my expression.

Oh right, he HAD said something to that effect . . .

"Thank you," I say, bowing formally only to have him stiffen.

"Please don't do that," the Rule says softly. "I know by your country's customs that's just politeness . . . but for us Rules and Agents . . .it's kind of taboo."

He quickly explains about his . . . .hangup, he doesn't wish to be considered anything anywhere like a god or giving off an impression of being a god. It's more like a Western concept ("bow before your god") that I'd come across whilst trying to understand Angels better . . .

. . .

Strange, but I'll comply with his wishes.

"Good," he says. "Thanks, and you're welcome yourself."

He then tilts his head slightly.

"I take it you've already made up your mind?" the Celestrial asks. "I take by that look you've already ruled out going the mortal route? The fact that you do NOT wish to be returned to your homeplane or Tokyo 3 is pretty much a given. The first you already said you did not wish even BEFORE any options were given and the second . . . the Champions are NOT going to go back there and live on Fifi's and Bambi's world, a displaced 21rst city or no."

. . .

The fact that we'd just left that world where my Tokyo 3 had lain on the mistaken impression that this Dr. Vincent's teleportation had been startling, to say the least. We all had thought that . . .Tokyo 3 hadn't gone anywhere like that one NERV facility in the state of New Mexico in America. That diminsional displacement (due to causes unknown even to this day) had been violent (assumptions of massive damage to the displace real estate were an accepted notion). Our displacement, beyond the total communications blackout with the outside world . . .

I myself had thought it had to do with some AT field manipulation on that attacking Angel's part. An earlier Angel had displayed such disruption ability, so . . .

Well, we'd been mistaken.

Better tell the others when we DO get back to Terra Prime before they dump the teleporter's memory to reset it to right!

"Yes, I have decided on taking up the Champion mantle," I say softly. "But as for that wish you'd grant for this accepting . . . may I wish that the information for FTL I'd left back in Misato's apartment also be available to those . . . left behind on my Earth."

With no NERV hiding Lilith or Adam in it's bowels . . . but well beyond reach the Angels are stymied in their attempts for Third Impact. And while this may be beating a dead horse, I'll say it again, that is GOOD. Good . . . for short term survival for the race called Man, but long term . . . uncertain it is. Would have said it was a given that it would mean extinction due to stagnation, but that piece of displace real estate exchange for Tokyo 3 from Bambi's homeworld contains mages. Contains actual non-humans with different ways of doing things. All that said it MAY have within that displaced to avoid humanity's extinction, but I want to up the odds!!

No, I'll keep the wings. I've . . .grown fond of them, really. Kind of like how they look and . . . like being able to FLY.

It was . . . a rush.

. . .

Of course, in order to make it SAFE for me to dwell on Terra Prime this Rule is going to remove the things within me that are too much of a paradox (though WHY exactly they're a paradox, being that similar abilities existed in some fashion or form in other species back upon Terra Prime . . . oh nevermind)... I'm going to have the AT field ability removed, as well as that special organ (the S2 organ) within me that powers all Angels (they never need to sleep or eat with an S2 organ). My appendix will go back to being an appendix.

I'm getting the ability to use magic (hm...), but it'll take a LONG time (if ever) to gain something at the level I'd have as an Angel.

What I'll be now is a human girl (albeit winged) Ineed while a girl with glowing wings are rare, there ARE odd genetic expressions can happen on Terra Prime from time to time . . . "wild talents" are what they're called). I'll stand out, but NOT as much as I'd do back at Tokyo 3.

. . .

Strange place this new homeworld of mine will be: Terra Prime.

"Can do," the Rule nods slightly. "Yeah, but let's make this official."

He then summons his Chaos counterpart and . . .

"Well that was . . . .," the Doctor begins, only to freeze in his tracks as he feels something emminating from their young girl turned Angel.

1. "My dear," he say slowly. "Just when did the Rules and Agents visit you and offered you the role of Champion?"

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