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Lately Aketch had been taking a liking to an area where death was common. There weren't many living beings that lingered for long periods of time in the red cracked clay vastness. Herds only passed through and never stayed too long as did the predators that pursued them. The vultures seemed to be one of the few beings that stayed with in these lands but not in large numbers. There were a few scattered in the decaying remains of trees conserving their energy in wait of creatures foolish enough to wander these lands.

These lands offered nothing to a mortal but for Aketch she found them charming. There had been a few times the goddess had watched in the backdrop as a foolish mortal wandered in to this territory only to die from exhaustion or dehydration or any number of things related to the harshness of the climate. Vultures were usually the first on the scene to pick and tare apart the carcass followed by maggots and other lesser scavengers until there was nothing left but bone.

She'd watched on multiple occasions in fascination of the beauty scavengers brought this world. After all, some one needed to clean up after all the death. It was the scavengers place in the circle of life to clean up the remains of the dead or the hunted and it had been such a long time since Aketch had paid witness to the beautiful cycle.

The goddesses attention was caught by a trio of vultures over head circling as if there was fresh bounty to be had. Of course, Aketch spread her own wings and took off to the air to see what it was her beautiful fellow scavengers were circling.

The smell of blood was what caught Aketches attention as well as the dive bombing vultures. She saw something white with wings not quite unlike her self. Another god would be the only explanation for the wings. Very vulture-like the goddess fanned her wings out and went in for a landing not too far off from the god who was happily chomping down on his meal. Aketch kept her distance not interested in what this god was doing but what the vultures were doing who were now settled in a withered tree not too far off.

Her yellow eyes trained on the mail and she took a few measured steps forward while still giving her self some distance.

God or not, creatures tended to be testy when they were enjoying a meal.

"Strange to see a god out here." Why not start some conversation. "Unless your domain is one fitting to such a place I suppose. Are you traveling or here for a while? "

Aketch didn't mind the hostility from the unknown god as plenty were not warmly welcoming when they were enjoying a meal. Her wings fanned out a little giving a nice slow relaxed stretch biding her time to reply to this stranger god. He could wait if he wanted to be rude after all.

"I'm guessing you're the god of talking with your mouth full. Lovely." A flash of grin could be seen from behind her skull. Being a smart a** was a talent, "I'm happy waiting for you to finish your bounty. I have no quarrel. Merely intrigued." It was true that she could be very patient like the small group of vultures waiting she could wait. But what she was after was not food or scraps. It was Aketch's curiosity of this god before her that had her parked here.

"You could sa-" Before Aketch could even finish her retort there was a bone flung straight for her head. Not really expecting the god to stoop to that level of aggravation the unanticipated bone hit squarely on her skull. Luckily the skull shielded a great deal of the the force but it still was an unpleasant experience in the whole.

Aketch took a moment of silence to process if a god really had flung a bone in her direction then laughed which eerily sounded a bit like a hyenas.

"A bone?" She couldn't help it, "You're not enjoying my company clearly but come on. A bone? I suppose I am a 'bone head' for real now," She continued to laugh more now that she made a joke about it. She wasn't so much poking fun at Tanaka as much as she was having a good time.

There was a long sigh after her laughing fit as Aketch caught her breath.

"You're really not enjoying my company are you. I apologize for being rude but if you had let me finish my introduction I was going to say You could say I am the goddess of sticking her nose where it does not belong. I am the goddess of scavengers after all. Aketch if you'd prefer a name." She fanned out her tattered vulture like wings and gave a bow.

His comment about her scavenging her joke had Aketch in stitches. She could not help but laugh at that because she found it funny. Another deep breath had to be taken in to subside the laughter. Aketch wasn't one that laughed at just anything but clearly this god had a good sense of humor. His serious demeanor and delivery was what was funny to the goddess along side the joke.

"S-sorry I did not expect you to make a joke," She took in another deep breath gathering herself.

"Conflict huh? That seems like you could have fun with that domain. " She mused, "But I have to say it seems like it could be taxing too... Still really cool," That was the verdict. A cool domain.

"Occupation. " She repeated musing over the concept. She'd never thought about it like that before.

The bone that was tossed at her head laid in front of her. Aketch pressed a claw on to it and continued to look as if she was lost in thought. She rotated the bone casually as she attempted to find the words.

"This isn't the greatest place to find what you're domain may need. So I imagine you're passing through?" This wasn't the greatest place for most things. Aketch would fully acknowledge that. It was vast and empty and attracted death. The goddess was drawn to this place based on scavengers being a clean up crew of sorts.

"I mean not ... trying to pressure you out. I'm curious if there was a reason besides prey that you might be here." Her wings casually folded back behind her.

"That's true," Aketch gave a sage like nod in agreement to the conflict tid bit.

She was feeling that maybe she should back off from this god and let him get back to enjoying his kill. There was a sense that her unwelcomed welcome was on borrowed time and Aketch wasn't looking to start a personal conflict with the living embodiment of conflict.

Just a hunch.

She stretched out her vulture like wings once more giving a nod to Tanaka.

"Well god of Conflict I see you're busy. Maybe if you find your self around a great deal of death I won't be too far behind." With that the goddess gave a great powerful flap setting her self airborne. The goddess had left the vultures behind but she was sure that intelligent beings such a vultures would know better than to get between a god and his kill.