[Richard truly owned his life to his father in more ways than just one. If it wasn't for that noble souls blood running through his veins, protecting him from any scrutiny and suspicion he would have no doubt been found out already and put to miserable death after experiencing slow and agonizing torture at the hands of the church.]
I am not expert so I do not know the exact manners that the church chooses to use to determine it. But.. I suppose that the crucial part is going against God's plan, refusing to reflect his image and deny the fate.
[Exactly what he had been doing since the moment of his birth. He had tried to hide it, of course. Tamper down his ambitions and live the life that was planned for him, fulfill the god given role by mundane, everyday actions. All until Buckingham had stepped into the picture and freed from his self-imposed shackles, showing him that there was nothing he could not.
The call for comparison between the two men has him paused. There was no denying that Richard could see the similarities, after all, it was Buckingham's words that Richard had heard slipping past Silco's clever lips - as if the kingmaker had tried to call for Richard's soul through another vessel. But now that he has actually gotten to know the man he could see the differences more clearly and appreciate them. Both men were monsters but different breed.]
He is a man who lowered himself to be a demon with me. [Richard admits. Was he truly so obvious with his affections towards the other? Or had Silco already learned to read him that well? Well, whichever was the case, Richard supposes there was no use denying the truth:] He is my equal.
After gathering a few berries on his palm, Richard goes ahead and tastes one. And surprisingly enough? It tastes just right. Maybe a tad bit sweeter than those he'd find in the wild but still. The realization brought him wave of relief and little bit nostalgia. Interestingly enough, Richard found himself homesick. Perhaps for the first time since his arrival.
Satisfied, he stands up and straightens his back. Turning back to Silco he extends his hand out to offer him strawberry.] You'll business will be in trouble if Whitey ever discovers these.
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Date: 2024-08-08 07:35 am (UTC)I am not expert so I do not know the exact manners that the church chooses to use to determine it. But.. I suppose that the crucial part is going against God's plan, refusing to reflect his image and deny the fate.
[Exactly what he had been doing since the moment of his birth. He had tried to hide it, of course. Tamper down his ambitions and live the life that was planned for him, fulfill the god given role by mundane, everyday actions. All until Buckingham had stepped into the picture and freed from his self-imposed shackles, showing him that there was nothing he could not.
The call for comparison between the two men has him paused. There was no denying that Richard could see the similarities, after all, it was Buckingham's words that Richard had heard slipping past Silco's clever lips - as if the kingmaker had tried to call for Richard's soul through another vessel. But now that he has actually gotten to know the man he could see the differences more clearly and appreciate them. Both men were monsters but different breed.]
He is a man who lowered himself to be a demon with me. [Richard admits. Was he truly so obvious with his affections towards the other? Or had Silco already learned to read him that well? Well, whichever was the case, Richard supposes there was no use denying the truth:] He is my equal.
After gathering a few berries on his palm, Richard goes ahead and tastes one. And surprisingly enough? It tastes just right. Maybe a tad bit sweeter than those he'd find in the wild but still. The realization brought him wave of relief and little bit nostalgia. Interestingly enough, Richard found himself homesick. Perhaps for the first time since his arrival.
Satisfied, he stands up and straightens his back. Turning back to Silco he extends his hand out to offer him strawberry.] You'll business will be in trouble if Whitey ever discovers these.