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eachdraidh2014-12-03 01:13 am
individualist) wrote in eachdraidh2014-12-03 01:13 am
video; seelie/unseelie
[The brown haired girl who's in view right now can't possibly be more than seventeen or so, with a uniform that definitely looks out of place compared to her surroundings. Before she says anything, she moves a finger to her hair and curls a lock of it thoughtfully.
Eventually, she speaks.]
So uh, Hey.
[Places her hand back down, huffing.]
I gotta be honest, I don't really have anything cool or interesting to say but...I felt like I really ought to introduce myself, especially seeing people I saw at that big feast doing the same.
So...I'm Hikaru. I was in Tokyo before I came here, I'm big into occult stuff and I like talking to people. Yeah, three things sounds good, doesn't it?
If you've got time to kill, you should say hi. I think in a situation like this it's good to know people, and I'm more than willing to talk a few ears off.
[She almost ends it there, before deciding to add on one last thing.]
Oh, uh, one thing now that I think about it...there aren't any Angels here, are there? I know that's really specific, but I've had a few bad experiences with them before I got here, so I'd rather know so I can keep my distance. No offense or anything if you are one; blame the ones launching ICBMs in the name of God or whoever. They're giving you a bad rep.
[Sure did say that super casually.]
Guess that's it. So, by-or, uh. Should I be more formal to fit in? "Good evening" I guess.
Eventually, she speaks.]
So uh, Hey.
[Places her hand back down, huffing.]
I gotta be honest, I don't really have anything cool or interesting to say but...I felt like I really ought to introduce myself, especially seeing people I saw at that big feast doing the same.
So...I'm Hikaru. I was in Tokyo before I came here, I'm big into occult stuff and I like talking to people. Yeah, three things sounds good, doesn't it?
If you've got time to kill, you should say hi. I think in a situation like this it's good to know people, and I'm more than willing to talk a few ears off.
[She almost ends it there, before deciding to add on one last thing.]
Oh, uh, one thing now that I think about it...there aren't any Angels here, are there? I know that's really specific, but I've had a few bad experiences with them before I got here, so I'd rather know so I can keep my distance. No offense or anything if you are one; blame the ones launching ICBMs in the name of God or whoever. They're giving you a bad rep.
[Sure did say that super casually.]
Guess that's it. So, by-or, uh. Should I be more formal to fit in? "Good evening" I guess.
Video.
A voice on the higher side fumbling on one sound:]
I. [...Say hi at least, first! Mouth tugs, nods.]
Uhm. Well met -- I beg your pardon, uhm. Angels doing what, in the name of God?
[There's an undercurrent of tension in his voice to match his face; ordinarily he'd like to be a bit more formal, himself, and isn't sure whether he should be hitting himself over the fact that her self-referenced not-so-formal-ness seems to excuse it a little, but it seems an appropriate question to ask before continuing; are they - thinking of the same angels and/or God, worlds aside?]
Video.
They just accumulated a whole lot of them and fired them at places, all because their God told them to.
[Maybe a little informal discussion will help relax him, she figures.}
Video.
-- Erm.
Wouldn't - [Hitch.] - wouldn't know if, err. I'd... recognize one of your angels, if I've encountered one. I know of angels where I hail from, but -- [He hasn't met one, and there's so much to... call into question about "back there".] -- I certainly haven't seen one.
Uhm.
[Slow, thin exhale through the nose, brow pinches, eyes flick aside and back... What she'd first said was that it pays to know people, and she's setting aside to chat. Even something not much a contribtion besides... formalities... might not be a fumble on principle.
He leans back just a bit - stops halfway for a quick glance over his shoulder.]
-- And I am Anthony, my lady; honored to... make your acquaintance.
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[She shakes her head at his comment regarding angels though; thing is, as Heaven's Number One Target in disguise, she doesn't want any Angel skulking around her presence. Literally any of them, regardless of where they're from. So it's a hope people will buy her mention of the ICBM thing as justification for that.]
Thing is though...I wouldn't really want to deal with any Angel, no matter where they're from; my home or not. I just can't trust them.
So if you do find any...you'll tell me, right? I'd really, really appreciate it!
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[Tiny awkward wince, and - glance aside, not entirely sure what to make of not trusting angels, if by knee-jerk; the above-humanity's complicated and brutal in more than one reality, that much is clear - shakes his head out a little, clears out focus on the thought.]
-- If I. [Blink and glimpse aside for a moment.] Ever -- come to know one as such, er... [Clears his throat again, pulls his mouth thin with a self-conscious smile, fake play-off-the-tension pseudo-chuckle.] Would I, uhmmm.
Would -- you expect one identifiable from appearances, uhm. Or - or, er - essentially in a human-like guise, or - ...
[Cuts off thinly there, hoo, hopefully the point hasn't distracted from itself.
This really has become an attempt at upholding his end of some absurd, if honestly at least partway-curious, small talk.]
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[His attitude is really hard to ignore though. Never in her life has she met someone so…anxious. It’s so strange.]
By the way, is everything okay? You’re so on edge, it’s distracting.
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Ah -- yes, I er - apologize, 'm sorry.
["I apologize, I'm sorry". Shakes his head.]
I -- it's, er. Poor habit, I suppose; it - isn't any excuse. Please excuse me... ["It isn't any excuse, please excuse me". Clears his throat, quick wincing subject change!]
-- Surely, my la -- ! Ah... Hikaru. But it's, uhm, doubtful -- that angels would be the... only creatures here who may see themselves as ah - above. Humanity...
[He manages a weak bashful smile there - that wasn't much neater than anything he's already said.]
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Oh, it's a very specific kind of superiority. They'll feel like mentioning how, and that usually involves talking about what they are. It's all "righteous fury!!" this and "divine judgement!!" that.
You'll know, trust me.
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[Faintly trailing only because he still isn't certain where to gauge he stands, but that seems like an inconveniently overt way of doing business.]
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This Heaven, anyway.]
Mhm! They don't really know how to function in the human world. They're not used to it. I think they still expect people to cower in awe and do exactly as they're told, but that kind of reaction's been out of style for centuries.
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[Centuries, she says!]
Um. From where -- from where does your knowledge of angels come? How did you - how did you find yourself in position to deal with them -- I mean.
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So it was only natural I'd bump into some Angels eventually. They aren't really that nice about that.
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I --
[Good heavens, why this odd - vibrating in his voice; he doesn't know if those words mean the same thing to them, exactly, if a comparison's even relevant - loosens up with an "uh..." and clears his throat - shakes his head, brow knit. A nonverbal "please pardon me".]
-- I'm Christian, I apologize. Lived in an empire, where -- we revered angels, in my time. Er --
[Coughs again, into the side of his fist.] I, s--
Was, uhm. Brought into the service, of... -- something else, er. However. I'm -- ...not sure how comparisons between, the -- otherworldly. Forces. -- That we knew compare...
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Yet the rest of his response does, visibly brightening her expression.]
Well it's a good way to learn then! Tell me all about it, the "something else" of yours.
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The -- the Ancients...?
I -- [Swallows again, quietly - doesn't hurt to talk about them, why slow down... Mumbles himself back into momentum.]
...Beings from outer realms, pagan cults drew magic from them and - corrupted human politics, er --
Mantorok. -- He was the one, who - enlisted us. Occasionally. Humans, to keep the - others. -- Out of his - its... domain...
[He'll - start there, he reckons.]
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[Most demons were just Old Gods stripped of their power and form by That God, so. Anything's possible.]
So did he enlist you?
[He did say "us" so...]
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Still isn't -- [Redo that.] -- It's difficult to explain, I apologize.
-- Or it isn't. But, uhm. What it means is...
[Which was the end of that sentence; he realizes he's probably not making sense, torn between wanting to give her the details and not wanting to overdo them, take them any further than she actually wants (or needs, for all that it may matter), and his brow's furrowed a bit - he's sorry for that ditheriness, too.]
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[Gosh guy, take a chill pill. It's just the devil.
Wait noone knows that yet]
You mean you don't wanna go into it? Am I close?
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[Sharp cough into fist to undo the hitch. Wince - sorry 'bout that, eyes flick to shake it off...
Back on. Start again.]
My loyalty isn't --
[She didn't say it was, boy, spit it out.]
-- yes, I er -- suppose so. [Shakes his head.] Mm. My mission was - to fail. -- So it would seem. In life. I was a - a spirit, before I - be - before I came here.
[This is probably unnecessarily expository without getting to the heart of the matter, clear it up...]
-- A-at Mantorok's command, if - [Clears his throat again.] If, that...
If I'm. ...Making myself understood.
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