Audience - Wiš'adel

[holyspirits]

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[sarkazm]

Probably not. And half of us are too beat up to really do it for him, if we have to.

[holyspirits]

Yeah... I had half a mind of actually sitting in on trial today just in case things got out of hand, but the girls would've called if they really needed me.

[sarkazm]

You were definitely better off skipping.

[she wishes that was her SO bad.]

[holyspirits]

I got the impression. [ they do feel for marcoh, but maybe not in the way she thinks. ] But it's over. Just have to get through tomorrow, and at least we'll never have to deal with that part again.

[sarkazm]

...right. We're supposed to be just about done with the whole thing, aren't we?

[holyspirits]

Judgment Day's next weekend. The Entity's been caught, so it can't do this shit again. We just have to ride out what it's already set in motion, which was... why today had to happen. But we're good on the possession front from here on out.

[sarkazm]

Think that we'll still have any of its shit to put up with besides possession, then, or should we be good now that it's caught...?

[holyspirits]

I don't know yet. The thing hasn't even shown us its full form, it's still circulating around in its prison.

[sarkazm]

Sooooo hope for the best but prepare for more pains in the ass-- just not more murder?

[holyspirits]

Just not more murder. [ nodding along as they take a pull of their drink. ] I mean it's kind of better to always hope for the best and expect the worst, right? At this point.

[sarkazm]

Usually is! And at least we'll still have decent company for that.

[holyspirits]

Company's about to grow again, too. Are you ready for them?

[sarkazm]

Oh, most of 'em, but don't start deflecting on me. Trust me, I have plenty of annoyance in me right now to spare some for you if you do.

[holyspirits]

[ ??? ]

Wait, what am I deflecting here, exactly?

[sarkazm]

I meant your company, duh?

[holyspirits]

Oh. Thanks? I obviously like your company, too, or there'd be so many people I would've kicked out of the bar already. And you've been here pretty much a couple of times a week every week for... a while.

[sarkazm]

Maybe you should've been kicking some of them out anyway...

[lmao. nah, she knows.

she takes another sip and then holds out her hand with her less injured arm, making a gesture for them to give her theirs. c'mon. paw.]

[holyspirits]

I did have to keep dismantling pillow forts one of the early weeks. That count?

[ but yeah, yeah. hands over paw. everyone thank yves for conditioning them into this. ]

[sarkazm]

Definitely counts.

[with a little snort at the thought. jeez. old men making pillow forts...

she takes that hand, though, and just presses a lil kiss to the back of it. see? even i can be respectful and shit.]

Glad you decided to fight god to get stuck with our asses, Gabe. Even if I still think you got the short end of that deal!

[holyspirits]

[ okay, that thought gets a snort of their own, even if the little action is both sweet and a tiny bit embarrassing. to their credit, they don't pull back though. ]

Short end or not, it's what I chose. I didn't know you were all the people I'd be meeting, but can't say I regret it. I still think you guys have changed. It means this whole thing wasn't a total failure.

[ just mostly, maybe. ]

[sarkazm]

There's the real question, though. Did we? Or did you just get to know us better? See shit you wouldn't have seen at first?

[this hand is hers now. laughs meanwhile at tagging this while chat yells about kisses and she specifically didn't give him an actual smooch bc she's overheard his thoughts about this stuff.]

[holyspirits]

A little of both, probably. But I don't think I'm imagining the change in some of you. Just like I'm not imagining the way you've been slightly less violent, and you actually care about people's feelings, and you asked me to find a cat to make someone feel better on your own volition.

[ she can keep the hand, but she's also valid not to smooch. sometimes you are just a person with some issues. ]

[sarkazm]

[...a soft little huff of a laugh.]

Don't get me too wrong, Gabe. There's just a lot of problems here that violence wasn't gonna do a damn thing about! Trust me, this would've gone differently if I had any resources.

[the game if wiš'adel had been able to build explosives...]

Even other Sarkaz call me a psycho, you know.

[holyspirits]

[ she can see a hint of a grin through the glow. ]

I know, I know. The whole neighborhood would've been leveled day one. But I can at least be glad it didn't come to that, can't I?

[ but there's a tilt of their head, faintly amused. ]

I can't tell if it's better or worse that people have called me a psycho, too. [ i'm trying not to be. i get it, but i don't want to be that guy. ] Do you agree with them?

[sarkazm]

Mm... more or less.

[it's whatever. always figured i'd be the craziest bitch here!

muddled thoughts flick through and manifest. abandoning squads of mercenaries to their fates, leaving them purposely as bait. torturing information out of another. leaping down into flames with no hesitation. absolutely covering a room in explosives latched onto the walls, watching them all blow. detonating one point-blank to try to blow away a draconic-looking woman, blasting herself back through multiple walls in the process. turning her gun on the myriad souls themselves.

yeah. yeah, she counts as crazy by a few standards, she's pretty sure.]