[ he's just sitting extremely pathetically in the sand, watching the ocean. his face is bruised and bloody still, since he hasn't bothered to clear it up, barely looking over when he hears his name. ]
... If you're looking for an explanation, I don't have one.
[ Quietly, they sit down on the sand as well, but leaving Anders his space to avoid suffocating him. Though they do pause, tuck a bit into their cloak and pull out a bottle of water that they drip a little onto a handkerchief.
They'll quietly hold out the lightly damp handkerchief to him. ] ..Just wanted to check on you.
[ Their own hands return to their lap as the item is taken, quiet, listening. ]
You tried to help him today. What happened, you aren't at fault. Whatever is... [ Breaking? Twisting them here in Heaven? That's to blame. ] ..The angels said that - their God, it's always listening. It won't always answer, but maybe... maybe they can do something about those souls if we ask.
[ ..That's fair. After all, it's the same for them. ]
..I understand. Where I'm from.. it's the Universe for us. The Universe leads, and we can only follow. But.. it feels like, no matter what, the Universe isn't there. But still we follow. [ And oh, do they follow. ] Makes it difficult to trust anything else.
[ If what they believed won't hear them, what says something else will? ]
From here... to save the souls we've lost, and may lose. [ Why should they lose the opportunity for redemption? It seems too cruel. ] Anything personal would just be my craft magic sooner. So I can better help others. We still have people injured.
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... If you're looking for an explanation, I don't have one.
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[ Quietly, they sit down on the sand as well, but leaving Anders his space to avoid suffocating him. Though they do pause, tuck a bit into their cloak and pull out a bottle of water that they drip a little onto a handkerchief.
They'll quietly hold out the lightly damp handkerchief to him. ] ..Just wanted to check on you.
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I have failed him. Again and again. And this time more than before - I have ruined his chance at life.
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You tried to help him today. What happened, you aren't at fault. Whatever is... [ Breaking? Twisting them here in Heaven? That's to blame. ] ..The angels said that - their God, it's always listening. It won't always answer, but maybe... maybe they can do something about those souls if we ask.
[ The souls that are being broken. ]
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[ asking a god for help. ]
The Maker is absent, in my experience. He does not hear us, does not care to.
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..I understand. Where I'm from.. it's the Universe for us. The Universe leads, and we can only follow. But.. it feels like, no matter what, the Universe isn't there. But still we follow. [ And oh, do they follow. ] Makes it difficult to trust anything else.
[ If what they believed won't hear them, what says something else will? ]
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Maybe we should stop asking. Start demanding.
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[ It's said curiously, quietly, considering that thought. ]
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But we might feel better?
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Yeah, might not go well, but we might feel better if for a little while.
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you know what he's going to do
he's going to take out his phone, text GOD We have demands.
and then send it. ]
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Watches this happen like ???
God... do thou answer.... ]
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but no response. ]
I. Didn't think that would work.
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What? Did it really?? So God.. has the message now?
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[ not SUPER familiar with how phones work. ]
I can keep trying? Maybe if I send enough letters ...
[ that never worked for the mages. but you never know. ]
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God is bound to read at least one of them, maybe? At the very least, it's something.
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From here... to save the souls we've lost, and may lose. [ Why should they lose the opportunity for redemption? It seems too cruel. ] Anything personal would just be my craft magic sooner. So I can better help others. We still have people injured.