Audience - Wiš'adel

[holyspirits]

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[sarkazm]

They don't toss just any dead Sarkaz in, so not everyone's even going to be an option. You've got to be worthy of it.

[holyspirits]

Does a high body count make a worthy Sarkaz? [ a mild question. ]

[sarkazm]

I mean, considering most of the world wants us dead at any given time... getting rid of our enemies usually counts, sure.

[holyspirits]

And if I were to ask if you've made enemies here already... ?

[sarkazm]

Probably.

[she sounds so unconcerned.]

But I'll burn that bridge when I get to it.

[holyspirits]

If you could avoid literally burning something, I would appreciate it—

[ which is about as far as they get, because we are on a train and going through the fog, so they both fall asleep suddenly for the duration of the ride...honk shoo... ]

[sarkazm]

[honk shoo mimimi etc

and when they arrive at the end of the ride:]

-hey, the hell was that?!

[holyspirits]

[ they sit up to look out the window at bikini bottom. ]

Another side-effect of heaven, I assume. That will wear off eventually. [ probably. ] We should get off the train though.

[sarkazm]

What is heaven so weird for.

[she exhales a huff and hops right off the train. noooo nap trips again for a little while, thanks.]

[holyspirits]

I would assume if there's a hell it's also just as weird. [ off they go! ] One of those things you never know about until you actually get there.

[sarkazm]

'If'? You don't even know if there's anything else?

[shouldn't they be aware of whether the opposite exists? probably?

let's go to the beach beach]

[holyspirits]

I didn't really have strong feelings about what the church would tell people. But if there's a heaven, you would think.

[ so it's more like they just don't care to think about it. it is beach time. let us walk! ]

[sarkazm]

...yeah, you'd think.

[mystery... but oh well. not like it's her problem.]

You seen the ocean before?

[holyspirits]

Not really. [ easily said. ] There are beaches where I'm from, but I've never really gone. It was pretty far. [ they ponder repeating the question back, but then they think of a different way to phrase it. ]

Tell me a little more about Kazdel.

[sarkazm]

Oh, it's a shitheap. A big, shambling mess of witchcraft-fueled metal, in the middle of a bunch of barren land.

But it's ours, so hell if we're going to let anyone move in on it.

[holyspirits]

Witchcraft? [ that seems to pique their interest. ] I think I can understand that. You can loathe something all you want, but it's still unacceptable for other people to loathe it because they haven't earned that privilege.

[sarkazm]

It's unacceptable for them because they'd rather see us all dead. But sure, that too.

[message to all bitches stay the hell out of their land, unless they're here to actually chill.]

Witchcraft's kind of our thing, though. Not mine... but the Liches and Banshees, they're full of it. Nachzehrer and Vampires too.

[holyspirits]

Have you considered fencing the area off? [ this is not entirely a real question, but. ]

Liches and banshees like... ghosts? [ they have no idea what a nachzehrer is, and vampire's self-explanatory. ] How does it work?