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Viiiiiideo/Action for Genessia City
How is this...
[You know? Being told he was being banished for a few hundred years, it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. He really expected to be... dead. Really dead. Painfully dead. Or tortured. And dead.
Some combination of the two.
He supposed, grimly, that the Charred Council had just assumed he'd merely been tricked by Abaddon into allowing the End Times to begin early. That the captain of the Hellgaurd had already fallen before this point and the Well Watcher had just been deceived.
He'd say he wasn't that gullible but...
In any case.
This wasn't... what he had expected to see. This wasn't the wasteland he was so sure he'd be thrown into. No desert crafted from the ashes of the dead, no burning city, no massive cemetery.
It was... it was alive, he could scarcely believe it. He'd almost thought perhaps that the hologram in the cave had just been some forgotten technology, there was no way this could happen and yet-
The phone.
Well he'd be a pretty crummy lover of humans if he didn't know what a cell phone was. He really didn't have to ponder too much on how to use it either. Wings awkwardly shifting and fluffing in confusion and silent, frantic hope, he pulled out the device.
He had to see something. He had to know. Standing outside the caves, he evened his voice, prepared his expectations and...]
... Is there anyone else here?
[You know? Being told he was being banished for a few hundred years, it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. He really expected to be... dead. Really dead. Painfully dead. Or tortured. And dead.
Some combination of the two.
He supposed, grimly, that the Charred Council had just assumed he'd merely been tricked by Abaddon into allowing the End Times to begin early. That the captain of the Hellgaurd had already fallen before this point and the Well Watcher had just been deceived.
He'd say he wasn't that gullible but...
In any case.
This wasn't... what he had expected to see. This wasn't the wasteland he was so sure he'd be thrown into. No desert crafted from the ashes of the dead, no burning city, no massive cemetery.
It was... it was alive, he could scarcely believe it. He'd almost thought perhaps that the hologram in the cave had just been some forgotten technology, there was no way this could happen and yet-
The phone.
Well he'd be a pretty crummy lover of humans if he didn't know what a cell phone was. He really didn't have to ponder too much on how to use it either. Wings awkwardly shifting and fluffing in confusion and silent, frantic hope, he pulled out the device.
He had to see something. He had to know. Standing outside the caves, he evened his voice, prepared his expectations and...]
... Is there anyone else here?
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Well....ye certainly sound like a Kuribu. Though, I'll admit I don't know much 'bout 'em 'cept what's mention'd in children's stories.
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It was genuinely very cute.]
If you would like, I would not mind teaching you more about myself, and heaven.
Audio
[A beat.]
If ye be as 'oly as a kuribu, then we might go as well as oil and water.
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What was intriguing though, was that she'd been so polite, hadn't she? And openly honest now about what she might actually be.
No demon from home would do that.
Not that he didn't believe her but-]
Do you think my presence would harm you?
Audio
[How does one explain that she comes from a brother where her brothers-in-arms slaughter clergymen and religious knights every other day of the week?]
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... If you do not wish to tell me, it is fine. But I have enjoyed speaking with you thus far.
I would like to continue doing so.
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You're a pretty strange fella'.
[She knows she's difficult to interact with, so to hear someone say they enjoy speaking with her is....weird.]
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It would just... be a shame, to miss speaking with someone I have not gotten the chance to know.
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I sincerely don't think---Ah, but I guess me warnin's are fallin' on deaf ears at this point.
[Cause angels.]
Let me just ask ye this. What do ye think of the darkness?