Since this pattern provides me with an unexpected opportunity to learn more about fellow citizens, and since I have well and thoroughly learned the hazards of a perceived imbalance in social exchanges lately, here is my required response
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oh, the fire spell? Well, Cloud wanted to run a bakery, but bread took too long to bake in the bar's oven -- he couldn't bake enough in a day to be able to sell, not without expensive new equipment. So I thought that if the issue was the transferrence of an appropriate number of joules into the bread dough, a higher temperature for a shorter duration ought to accomplish the same thing -- so I needed a temperature somewhere around two to three thousand degrees for a minute or two, rather than four hundred degrees for an hour. So I tried my favorite fire spell, and it created quite a good fireball in the oven, which I'd expected. I hadn't expected the bread to turn into a lump of carbon and the oven itself to start melting, however...
4. I... there's so much about my life that I hate. What I was created to be. How I was created. How I was raised, how I was trained, what I never learned about life, what I learned in place of what humans usually learned... what the company did to me, what Mother did to me, what I did to the world... the only thing of my past that I would keep is Cloud and Zack, and -- sometimes it's so hard not to be jealous of them. Growing up loved. Being human. Having friends, having families, having all the things that humans have that I never knew until Zack... adopted me, sort of. If I could be anyone, I wish I could be him -- because he knows everything, and Cloud loves him. And yet I'd never want to take Zack's life and happiness away from him, either. I want him to still be in the world, even if I could become ...his brother, perhaps, or a twin, or...
...I try not to think about it.
5. I don't typically pray to gods, not when I keep a few of them stashed in my sock drawer for emergencies; but I do hope that your favorite god will be kind to you and let him remain.
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2. Oh...my. *grins* That sounds like something William would have tried, only with science rather than magic.
4. Ah. You remind me so much of Abel. No wonder you two have found each other's companionship a help. You share so much..not in specifics, but the pain - the pain is the same. I regret that you have lived with such pain. Don't wish for twins. Clearly, you have never met Abel's twin, Cain. Never were two men more different. Cain is willingly Contra Mundi, the enemy of the world, and Abel......Abel is its savior.
5. You...have a sock drawer? *blinks* Not to mention....gods too.... If justice there is, perhaps we can steal a fleeting moment under the sun together. Perhaps.
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I'm afraid I must respectfully diagree, my lady. I grieve to know that he has suffered, but as for resemblance between us -- if Abel is the savior of your world, then I cannot possibly resemble him much at all. I am much more prone to destroying worlds than to saving them, you see.
...Of course I have a sock drawer. I have thigh-high boots. All that leather chafes horribly if you don't wear anything underneath it. The god collection, I grant, is not a usual feature of sock drawers, but I am reliably (and frequently) informed that I am an unusual creature. In any case -- let us hope that there is either justice or mercy, whichever would be most needed.
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He has not always been the man that you know, Sephiroth-san. I have never been afraid of Abel but .... that is another tale. And one that is not perhaps my own to share.
...... Thigh high boots? But....that means..Abel....*stare*
[OOC: YA BROKE HER BRAIN XD]
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