they open the door to go outside-- which leads inside again?? fuck. she swears in sarkaz, but the mirrors do their thing quickly enough. it's this first, start at 'can you put a price on the life of a merc', skip the bit with just hoederer, and then go here.]
[ meanwhile, the mirrors show a lot of things that gabriel is and isn't surprised about. and for a moment they remain still, letting everything kind of collect in their thoughts as their arms fold over their chest. ]
... must've been easy driving that lesson home knowing the kid would come back. But I don't know if I'd say it was a wrong one either.
[ "Is it a nature or nurture thing? Where they're born, how they're born? What kind of baggage they're weighed down with? Nah, none of that matters. It's the whole, complete, sum total of the influences on his life, all those changing thoughts and beliefs."
Yeah. You can have all the friends in the world but at the end of the day the only person you can really rely on is yourself. You can have people you trust and people you love, but you have to be prepared to make snap decisions to save them and yourselves. Whether they agree with those decisions or not.
Sometimes being nice is a detriment. Not that I don't think people should be nice, but I mean... the world's not always nice. There's still a line between being nice and smothering someone. You don't want to shield them too badly that they aren't aware of what the rest of the world might do to them if they aren't careful.
I think I'd rather swim or die trying, personally. Not doing anything doesn't feel right.
[ and even as they say that, the mirrors soon reflect their glowing figure as the scene changes.
You heard about God’s proposal, and it’s both the most interesting and the most dangerous gamble you’ve heard lately. Heaven is meant to be a place for people that are inherently good… but if you’re honest, you haven’t always felt comfortable with that idea either. What if a good person makes one bad mistake? Or what if one bad person changes their ways at the end of their life? Does that exclude them from paradise…?
So okay. Maybe you can get behind the idea of a trial of judgment.
“So. I can have the job?”
The large, pink axolotl before you regards you curiously. They do not blink, and when God speaks to you you hear it in your head again rather than see their mouth open.
”You think you can be of use?”
The answer is no, actually. You’re not entirely sure you’re qualified to be a part of something like this, but you don’t really want to say no either. This is about proving yourself, too.
“Do you think I’d be here if I couldn’t be?”
God hums, seemingly satisfied with your answer. You lean back against the wall, stretching your spine a little as it bunches uncomfortably. When was the last time you slept well? Far too long, probably.
”Your unique outlook will make this interesting.” They concede. ”You have eight months to prepare and participate. You will stay for the duration of the trial.”
No arguments there. You want to be here. You want to succeed. You have to succeed, or what are you even doing with your time?
“A bar then.” You suggest. “If there’s one made, I’ll take over. Keeps me there, keeps them occupied. Do we have a deal?”
God doesn’t verbally agree, but you hear the sound of that low, song-like humming you’ve heard before as they hold your gaze so long it grows uncomfortable. You suppose that’s good enough. You don’t really have time to think it over either.
I think a lot of the things and reactions that are happening aren't on you guys. Skews the evaluations a little bit, but... you're handling it better that I figured. [ ... ] Helps that I've gotten to know you guys a little better over the last few weeks. Changes my opinions a little.
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[obviously joking.
they open the door to go outside-- which leads inside again?? fuck. she swears in sarkaz, but the mirrors do their thing quickly enough. it's this first, start at 'can you put a price on the life of a merc', skip the bit with just hoederer, and then go here.]
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... must've been easy driving that lesson home knowing the kid would come back. But I don't know if I'd say it was a wrong one either.
[ "Is it a nature or nurture thing? Where they're born, how they're born? What kind of baggage they're weighed down with? Nah, none of that matters. It's the whole, complete, sum total of the influences on his life, all those changing thoughts and beliefs."
it's a good point. ]
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[with a little shrug-]
Nobody was going to be coming to help, or to hold their hands... so if they didn't figure out how to survive, they'd just be dead.
They might still have been dead, honestly.
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[ so. they do not disagree. ]
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You either learn, or you don't. And I didn't ever want to be in a position where I didn't.
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[she's not sorry.]
Don't worry, I know I didn't. I keep getting told I could've been nicer about that one, buuut... "nice" doesn't always help.
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[there's just no room for it, there.]
Either you sink, or you swim. Nobody else can do that for you.
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[ and even as they say that, the mirrors soon reflect their glowing figure as the scene changes.
they are. ignoring that. ]
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...huh. You really were invested in doing this, weren't you?
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... yeah. I guess I was. Am? I'm still pretty invested in what's going on with you guys.
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[she's curious about their evaluation, now.]
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[nyeh.]
Guess I like having you here too, though.
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[ :)? ]
... what do you think, should we get out of here? [ set this w3 thread free. ]