I wonder if it's something that came from one of the places we've been taken, like your bell, or-- I have a book, from mine. Lets me speak to animals briefly, haven't used it. But to get something that could do that... it'd have to be something no one alive knew about, or surely they'd say something.
That's right. It had to come from somewhere — and moreover, to be exempted from the rules that stripped us of our powers, then to some degree it must've been authorized.
But we were already at Barnes's twenty-count, this week. As far as we know, we all should be eligible for those seats at the table. Why bother to do it now? If it were about winning the contest, why not wait until we were all through the doors and then compel us to fail, leaving the puppetmaster the obvious winner?
[He shakes his head.]
One almost wonders if there weren't some sort of deal struck above and beyond just the so-called game. "Make it an interesting spectacle, and be rewarded for your efforts".
One of the messages from Lavi this week mentioned Satan said something about-- making this all exciting. So. Might not be far off. But apparently there are things they just can't say in their messages, some of us have had them come through wrong, or it'd be a lot easier to just ask them exactly what they mean...
...if I'm being honest, pillow talk's a little harder on a night like this. I keep thinking about it all. I thought the size of the costume was strange, but I still didn't...
She claimed she was always going to confess, and was waiting it out for the sake of getting answers. Why hide her involvement, if that's how it was? Everyone was receptive enough to assisting her when she did voice it. The problem was, she voiced it too late for it to be of any use.
[he burrows in a little more beneath the blankets, curls close. for someone who's spent weeks trying to keep his distance-- after their recent talks, he's been much more willing.]
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I wonder if it's something that came from one of the places we've been taken, like your bell, or-- I have a book, from mine. Lets me speak to animals briefly, haven't used it. But to get something that could do that... it'd have to be something no one alive knew about, or surely they'd say something.
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But we were already at Barnes's twenty-count, this week. As far as we know, we all should be eligible for those seats at the table. Why bother to do it now? If it were about winning the contest, why not wait until we were all through the doors and then compel us to fail, leaving the puppetmaster the obvious winner?
[He shakes his head.]
One almost wonders if there weren't some sort of deal struck above and beyond just the so-called game. "Make it an interesting spectacle, and be rewarded for your efforts".
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[His mouth flattens into a thin line, but then after a minute, he sighs.]
...Not quite pillow talk, though, is it?
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[...he exhales a heavy sigh.]
They were being distracting, but. Even so.
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[And the question always remains: who benefits?]
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...she was doing exactly what I'd have done. If it were me, and if you were trying to take the vote.
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[He ducks his chin, pressing his lips against Ryn's hair.]
Mayhap we should leave it to rest, for the night. Sooner or later we'll start going round in circles, for lack of any other guidance to serve us.
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[he burrows in a little more beneath the blankets, curls close. for someone who's spent weeks trying to keep his distance-- after their recent talks, he's been much more willing.]