[ they do not answer back! instead, they are waiting at the train station for uruha, leaning against the fence of the platform. they do lift their hand in a wave though. ]
Is this part of your duties, or am I pulling you away from something?
[so in uruha's depressed traumatized headspace he is lonely (and will never admit it) but also lowkey afraid of actually bonding with people here so his logic is that he will bug one of the angels instead because if it's part of their job then it's not hanging out or bonding!!!!*
*he is internally aware that this logic has holes in it
[ jan why did you do this to me. anyway, it's fine for specific reasons. ]
No. Part of our job is to be here for anything you could need. If that's company to explore the new island, then that's okay. Besides, it's nice over there. Different.
[ and as promised, the train soon ambles along and so zuriel stands up and walks ahead, gently nudging him along.]
It's not really. If I didn't feel like it, I would have stuck to text and conveniently gotten busy and asked one of the others to take you around. Besides, you all have a lot to learn about heaven, it seems.
I never thought much about what Heaven might look like, aside from it being a pleasant place by definition. But I guess you're right—the common perception is different compared to a very... normal-seeming, familiar setting like this.
Right? The churches where I'm from tell you it's all pearly gates and fluffy clouds and white robes. It feels like it would be too quiet. Stifling, maybe? I wouldn't want something like that.
[ also speaking of quiet, the train begins to move and it means they both pass out to sleep for the journey there. good night, we'll awaken when we get to bikini bottom. ]
[ a nice little nap!! it is normal in the fog... ]
The fog is a mysterious being. [ they sound casual about this though, and then they blink because that is a lot of people. let's head to the boardwalk. ]
Oh. That is way more than I imagined. And you were always together?
My house was pretty crowded, but at least I had a room to myself. Several of the others had to share. [ so like. still sucks for you guys, but it's fine. ]
I don't think I've met them yet. But that's not surprising. Three of us, over ten times as many of you. [ we will stroll arm in arm down the boardwalk, and they appear to be looking around curiously. ]
You could always instill a lights out kind of thing. If they want to be noisy, they can do it outside. A lot of things are still open late around here.
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Well if you insist. I can meet you at the train station?
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Over here.
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Is this part of your duties, or am I pulling you away from something?
[so in uruha's depressed traumatized headspace he is lonely (and will never admit it) but also lowkey afraid of actually bonding with people here so his logic is that he will bug one of the angels instead because if it's part of their job then it's not hanging out or bonding!!!!*
*he is internally aware that this logic has holes in it
anyway that's your secret meta of the day]
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No. Part of our job is to be here for anything you could need. If that's company to explore the new island, then that's okay. Besides, it's nice over there. Different.
[ and as promised, the train soon ambles along and so zuriel stands up and walks ahead, gently nudging him along.]
Our ride's here, come on.
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Okay. I kind of thought that might be the case, although it sounds like a hassle for you to be at our beck and call.
[nudged along! he follow]
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It's not really. If I didn't feel like it, I would have stuck to text and conveniently gotten busy and asked one of the others to take you around. Besides, you all have a lot to learn about heaven, it seems.
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[waves his arms in vague gestures at their surroundings]
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Some peace and quiet might be nice for a while... but after that, yeah—I could see it making a person restless.
[on one hand, uruha just wants to sleep the entire day (because depression). on the other hand (when not depression), he wants an active life...]
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[ also speaking of quiet, the train begins to move and it means they both pass out to sleep for the journey there. good night, we'll awaken when we get to bikini bottom. ]
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My guys were pretty rowdy.
[granted they're dead now so maybe he can't say that's where he's from anymore??? but no thinking about that zzzzzzzzzzzz now]
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The fog has its ways... [ but they offer an arm to him. come on, up up! and to his previous comment... ]
I know the feeling. Were there a lot of them?
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... Is that supposed to be normal?
[a beat]
Yeah, fourteen of 'em.
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The fog is a mysterious being. [ they sound casual about this though, and then they blink because that is a lot of people. let's head to the boardwalk. ]
Oh. That is way more than I imagined. And you were always together?
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[hewwo??? fog???? but he follows to the boardwalk...]
Yeah, we lived together.
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At least I won't hear any complaints from you about the housing here. Who are you rooming with anyway? Are you getting along?
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[a shrug]
Saber. We get along fine.
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I don't think I've met them yet. But that's not surprising. Three of us, over ten times as many of you. [ we will stroll arm in arm down the boardwalk, and they appear to be looking around curiously. ]
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What about here? Do you have to share with the other angels?
[also glances around...]
You'll probably meet them eventually. They've got a lot of energy.
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No, we have our own space. It's nice to have, but we still see each other outside of spending time with you all, too.
[ they seem intrigued by this. ]
Is that a good thing or a bad thing for you? [ they are picking up on this man's lowkey vibes. ]
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[he hums.]
I wouldn't say it's bad, as long as they don't try and interrupt my sleep or anything. If they're enthusiastic about things, then good for them.
[uruha himself was a lot more energetic once upon a time and would probably still be under better circumstances, so it's not like he can't relate.]
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You could always instill a lights out kind of thing. If they want to be noisy, they can do it outside. A lot of things are still open late around here.
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