but she will look at the snack and reach out and quietly take it from her with a little "thanks." she will pause in her drawing to nibble while camille talks and takes a moment to reply. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. It's... not far off from stuff I've seen... there's differences, but...
[ somehow, this is worse, maybe, with how long she got to enjoy knowing people. the impending doom of it saddles her with conflicting feelings about how she's seen this place. ]
[ she will bump her elbow back gently, and sit close enough to touch shoulder to shoulder. ]
Really wishing it'd stop catching up in other people...
[ tilting her head as she listens, she just nods in agreement. not well enough to cry, but it's still two people who came here, same as them. got into the same fucked up trouble. something drew their lots, and they lost. ]
It did. 'Specially because whatever happened to Death still feels little like a mystery. [ a hand to her chest, fiddling with her buttons. ]
ARE THE BUTTONS CIRCULAR WITH VERTICAL RIDGES MARINA ARE THEY MADE OF PLASTIC MARINA
It's a little on the nose for me. [Death, being a mystery. We hate it here.] I don't know. I can't make much sense of this ritual stuff, but it might be that his killer is placated for the moment. Or maybe they'll wake up sane and mortified, start confessing.
[Or maybe they simply meant to get the job done. No possession, no foul.]
Yeah? That sounds pretty fucked up too. With this place? It could be any of those, it could be anything...
[ setting her stick down just to rest her head on her arms now. many the vibes are so rank. everything sucks, every possibility, every potential explanation. she lingers in it for a while before her eyes soften a bit, and she mumbles: ]
... Hey. Uh, I never got to say thank you. For the dress.
[ just the faintest uptick of a smile. if this is how it'll be... she's not going to have regrets about shit. ]
I haven't... but I know things have been less than pleasant.
So I don't wanna miss out on the chance to tell you that it means a lot even if it's just a silly costume dress. Those sorts of things, you can't really have 'em when your dad's a dark priest. Very, uh, lacking in self so frivolous things are kinda... [ she makes a raspberry noise, jerking her thumb to the side. out. ]
[Considering how deeply conservative the dress was it surprises her. Ostentatious, sure, but she's certain her old friends would have been into it. The South loved a little pomp and circumstance.
Her father's must be the modesty and brimstone brand of worship.]
Well, I'm glad it's going to someone who appreciates it. You'll look in it. Just don't try to walk too fast and stay out of the mud.
[ she will do her best to keep it out of the mud for sure... this place can't be trusted tbh... but in any case... yeah. her father was certainly something of that variety. marina just gives a bit of a tight shrug like: that's about right. ]
[The way I meant to flip through the book for specifics and the mini event ate my whole ass
Anyway makes broad generalization]
Lots of Evangelicals, some mainline Protestants and Catholics. There's other smaller sects but those are the big three where I'm from. All of them fall under the same umbrella of Christianity. One god, with one son sent to earth — that would be our friend, Jesus Christ — who was crucified for his divine teachings and now loves and scorns us from above. The level to which he does both varies depending on which church you're sitting in.
[She shakes her head.]
The main message of "don't be an asshole" gets muddied by personal gripes. Don't fuck before you're married, don't masturbate, don't be queer, you have free will but God has a plan for you, and don't ask how the two work together. Subscribe to this one and you'll be saved. Anyone else is fucked.
[ she listens with a very attentive look in her eyes as she takes it all in. ]
This Jesus Christ of yours sounds a little bit like Alll-mer... born from a human and a false god, spread his teachings, had a troupe of disciples, and was crucified for it. Though, when he came back, he killed those who had sought to end his life instead, then made himself the center of their world and religion. Little more scorn, perhaps...
But it sounds like people really like to twist these teachings of this God and Jesus... [ in the tone of isn't that always the way. ]
My father, he was willing to pay that kind of blood price, trying to curry favor with the old gods... not sure what he ever saw in my mother - she hated that kind of thing.
[ a rather visible slope to her shoulders as she thinks. ]
All gods exist in some capacity, Alll-mer included - this is something I have to believe when it comes to weilding my magic. I believe in entities that have changed the course of history for the world - for better or worse.
sweats, tries to close off some of these SCREAMS IN MEMSHARE
[Huh. She puts her head in her chin, regarding the girl.]
Sacrilege comes with a bigger price where you're from, then. As does devotion. [She can't say she's ever sensed a whiff of the divine in Wind Gap or Chicago. Maybe she's too busy gazing at her navel.] Be careful, will you? I'm no expert, but using any kind of power with a tie to something bigger — sometimes they pull back on you.
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but she will look at the snack and reach out and quietly take it from her with a little "thanks." she will pause in her drawing to nibble while camille talks and takes a moment to reply. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. It's... not far off from stuff I've seen... there's differences, but...
[ somehow, this is worse, maybe, with how long she got to enjoy knowing people. the impending doom of it saddles her with conflicting feelings about how she's seen this place. ]
What about you?
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[But she'll smile, soft. Bump her with her elbow a little.]
I'm all right. Not stellar. I didn't know any one of them well enough to cry, but I'm not...well. Loss is loss. And the cruel ones stick to you.
This felt especially cruel.
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Really wishing it'd stop catching up in other people...
[ tilting her head as she listens, she just nods in agreement. not well enough to cry, but it's still two people who came here, same as them. got into the same fucked up trouble. something drew their lots, and they lost. ]
It did. 'Specially because whatever happened to Death still feels little like a mystery. [ a hand to her chest, fiddling with her buttons. ]
ARE THE BUTTONS CIRCULAR WITH VERTICAL RIDGES MARINA ARE THEY MADE OF PLASTIC MARINA
[Or maybe they simply meant to get the job done. No possession, no foul.]
curses you to live until endgame
[ setting her stick down just to rest her head on her arms now. many the vibes are so rank. everything sucks, every possibility, every potential explanation. she lingers in it for a while before her eyes soften a bit, and she mumbles: ]
... Hey. Uh, I never got to say thank you. For the dress.
[ just the faintest uptick of a smile. if this is how it'll be... she's not going to have regrets about shit. ]
takes you with me
Then huffs, smiling, shaking her head.]
I'd almost forgot about that. What a week. [Passing out candy before your ritual murder, how quaint.] Did you try it on?
loops arm in arm
I haven't... but I know things have been less than pleasant.
So I don't wanna miss out on the chance to tell you that it means a lot even if it's just a silly costume dress. Those sorts of things, you can't really have 'em when your dad's a dark priest. Very, uh, lacking in self so frivolous things are kinda... [ she makes a raspberry noise, jerking her thumb to the side. out. ]
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[Considering how deeply conservative the dress was it surprises her. Ostentatious, sure, but she's certain her old friends would have been into it. The South loved a little pomp and circumstance.
Her father's must be the modesty and brimstone brand of worship.]
Well, I'm glad it's going to someone who appreciates it. You'll look in it. Just don't try to walk too fast and stay out of the mud.
[Hard to do here. It is strictly an indoor gown.]
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What's it like - the church back home?
Cw: negative rl religion talk???
Anyway makes broad generalization]
Lots of Evangelicals, some mainline Protestants and Catholics. There's other smaller sects but those are the big three where I'm from. All of them fall under the same umbrella of Christianity. One god, with one son sent to earth — that would be our friend, Jesus Christ — who was crucified for his divine teachings and now loves and scorns us from above. The level to which he does both varies depending on which church you're sitting in.
[She shakes her head.]
The main message of "don't be an asshole" gets muddied by personal gripes. Don't fuck before you're married, don't masturbate, don't be queer, you have free will but God has a plan for you, and don't ask how the two work together. Subscribe to this one and you'll be saved. Anyone else is fucked.
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This Jesus Christ of yours sounds a little bit like Alll-mer... born from a human and a false god, spread his teachings, had a troupe of disciples, and was crucified for it. Though, when he came back, he killed those who had sought to end his life instead, then made himself the center of their world and religion. Little more scorn, perhaps...
But it sounds like people really like to twist these teachings of this God and Jesus... [ in the tone of isn't that always the way. ]
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[She may not be a fan of religion itself, but most of the core beliefs don't come from malicious places.]
They do. But that's human nature for you. Power corrupts, bias corrupts. God is an easy tool to wield if you pick the right words for it.
This All-mer, do they actually exist in your world? Or are they just a concept with a congregation?
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My father, he was willing to pay that kind of blood price, trying to curry favor with the old gods... not sure what he ever saw in my mother - she hated that kind of thing.
[ a rather visible slope to her shoulders as she thinks. ]
All gods exist in some capacity, Alll-mer included - this is something I have to believe when it comes to weilding my magic. I believe in entities that have changed the course of history for the world - for better or worse.
sweats, tries to close off some of these SCREAMS IN MEMSHARE
Sacrilege comes with a bigger price where you're from, then. As does devotion. [She can't say she's ever sensed a whiff of the divine in Wind Gap or Chicago. Maybe she's too busy gazing at her navel.] Be careful, will you? I'm no expert, but using any kind of power with a tie to something bigger — sometimes they pull back on you.