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[ahandsomedevil]

Obviously the new event's in effect, but I don't feel a thing.

[ooc: Have some Greed and Envy, Horst. Wait for iiiit...]

Comments

[neverquitedies]

Maybe you're unaffected? It does happen, sometimes.

[ahandsomedevil]

Are you affected?

[neverquitedies]

I'm not sure yet. I haven't grown any strange limbs, but then again, I probably wouldn't be able to tell if I were acting differently, now would I?

[ahandsomedevil]

No, but I'm sure people would be yelling at you about it. Everyone cares here, and all.

[neverquitedies]

I haven't spoken to anyone since it started. You're the first, really.

So... am I acting differently, Horst?

[ahandsomedevil]

...Not that I've seen. Well, what have you been up to? I saw you were rather quiet during last week's madness.

[neverquitedies]

I'm not much of a fan of obsessing over a dead body when death means nothing here.

Aside from that, I haven't done much of anything. Helped Rain find some food, cooked a little, tried to clean up the church-

[ahandsomedevil]

At least you're reasonable, even if no one else here is.

Who's Rain?

[neverquitedies]

I'll take that as a compliment.

He's- my best friend. In child form, here. He needs taking care of.

[ahandsomedevil]

...Hn. You're very lucky to have a friend, aren't you?

[neverquitedies]

I am. He means everything to me.

[ahandsomedevil]

That's a dangerous way to live. Men go mad placing all their trust in one person.

[neverquitedies]

You're preaching to the choir, my friend.

[ahandsomedevil]

...Still.

You're a lucky bastard to have that.

[neverquitedies]

That's not a very nice thing to call a priest, Horst.

[ahandsomedevil]

I know people who die for luck. It's a compliment, Father.