Anu was trying to talk sense into Ishtar but she didn't want sense, she wanted results. She wanted a subservient hot blonde to help her get rid of everyone else. He even had tattoos now, it wasn't fair. There was no legitimate reason for him to deny her, she had the authority over love. She was the physical manifestation of beauty, he should adore her and give her everything she wanted. Yes, that was quite literally everything he had, but it should be his honor to provide for a goddess like herself. "Ugh!" there was a scoff but nothing more. She didn't want him thinking and trying to talk her down. She wanted Anu arming her so she could demand better treatment. It wasn't unbecoming of her to want something, even a mortal like Gilgamesh had everything she wanted. Being a goddess was boring and she didn't have things, she wanted things, and money and adoration but right now all she had was adoration and not even from everyone so it didn't really count.
Anu was now pacing, which was a classic sign to Kur that he was bothered by what was happening. "You heard what he said, we are going to be in trouble if she keeps bothering him," Kur mentioned as if it wasn't obvious. What she didn't say aloud was, the fact that she thought allowing this one to fall to save the rest of them was a reasonable enough idea. Metis had mentioned a long time ago that this girl's tantrums would end them all... and here they were, being challenged with extinction. "Why do I have to stay my fury?! It isn't my fault he won't comply... you should just make him. Why doesn't any one just force him?!" she asked as if this was a reasonable question. "Well, you tried to force him. And you saw how it went," mentioned Kur before she turned to walk away. "If I were you, I'd keep this one in her temple... she might lose something important the next time she ends up in Irkalla." And with that Kur disappeared in black fog which took her directly back to her own throne room. A sigh escaped her and she wondered how long they actually had before it was a problem again.
Some time later, a new group of people were making their way into the City of Uruk. A blue clad knight, walking along with a black clad knight. Both of them were blonde and both seemed to share a face. They looked like they could pass for twins as they walked along, and took in the sights of the city. The one clad in blue found herself looking around at the entire place seeming to be considering it from several different angles, only to pass by a statue that caught her attention. This was a city she knew to be run by a specific person, and this statue was of a lovely looking individual who wasn't that person. Did a person that prideful actually like someone else? She needed to know. A lone child was watching her in the streets, apparently liking the look of both her and her sister and as she studied the statue the child studied them.