[she sounds like she believes him in the sense that it hasn't even occurred to her to question this.]
Oh, yes. My dear friend Imogen has always had the most terrible ominous dreams, before she learned they were messages. Really, such an intrusive way of communicating.
Understandable. I don't like being manipulated by powers who mean to use me, either. They'll chew through people and they won't care at all, won't they?
...Pretty much. That's what I think most people misunderstand about the Old Gods. That by gaining access to their powers, they're "favoured" by them.
They only want to see what they want, like watching ants spiral around a drop of sugar even if they exhaust themselves, get trampled, or whatever else...
[she does agree with this quite a lot. it's nice to hear it, even.]
As I said. My friend was one of those "favoured" ones. The god who chose him - she did nothing to help him when he died. She didn't acknowledge him, or mourn him, whatsoever. His death was so... inconsequential to her. And she is one of the good ones.
Fresh Cut Grass. [what a name.] His was a very unusual life, and sometimes he made me quite angry, but I don't like to see someone's faith wasted like that.
[ NOOO NOT FCG!! But also yeah ICly it takes him a solid minute to realise this is a name. ]
Oh. [ Well, that's incredibly memorable at least. ] ...Yeah, I can agree with that. Some people aren't the easiest to get along with, but most deserve some level of baseline respect. For what they do, anyway.
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But yes, otherwise, that seems standard. Who is "us" in this story?
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[ The prison part is probably fine, but god eater... ]
Just all the unfortunate souls in the city at the time of the Festival's beginning.
No links... no correlation. Just...
All bad timing.
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Yeah.
Through a dream...
[ He seems to be gauging how much Laudna believes him here, whether she'll just dismiss this as being as batshit as it obviously sounds. ]
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Oh, yes. My dear friend Imogen has always had the most terrible ominous dreams, before she learned they were messages. Really, such an intrusive way of communicating.
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...
Nobody's had a strange dream here yet, have they?
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The circumstances haven't been inspiring, to say the least.
[ Sounding just a little defeated, in an utterly miserable way. ]
I hope it won't. I'm really done with all of this.
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They only want to see what they want, like watching ants spiral around a drop of sugar even if they exhaust themselves, get trampled, or whatever else...
...
This is grim, isn't it?
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[she does agree with this quite a lot. it's nice to hear it, even.]
As I said. My friend was one of those "favoured" ones. The god who chose him - she did nothing to help him when he died. She didn't acknowledge him, or mourn him, whatsoever. His death was so... inconsequential to her. And she is one of the good ones.
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I'm sorry to hear all that.
...What was his name?
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Oh. [ Well, that's incredibly memorable at least. ] ...Yeah, I can agree with that. Some people aren't the easiest to get along with, but most deserve some level of baseline respect. For what they do, anyway.
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[he said so many ominous things. also, she doesn't really want to talk about fcg. she's still mad at him.]
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Hard to find someone who hasn't, really.
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[ominous is fine, all she cares about is if they're being ominous because they think she's a monster and should die. if not, that's fine, probably.]
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No, I... I need answers. At least.
[ Narrator voice, he, in fact, dwells on it. ]
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Why it happened.
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[she's not sure peace really works that way.]
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I know not knowing's been eating away at me pretty badly. Thought I may as well give it a try.
I'd like it to...
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[genuinely. in her opinion, sometimes knowing more is only more painful, but it doesn't have to be that way.]
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[ He coughs awkwardly to himself. ]
Sorry for interrupting you in, recovering your collection you said?
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Just collecting little bits and pieces. Anything that might make for a good craft, some decor.
[she. has a few large rat bones, it looks like.]
Do you have any hobbies, Daniël?
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