[Silco had never been one to let ghosts and tormentors of those he had come to care about scare him. They were part of the experience, and if he could take away some of Richard's fear and revulsion from the witch by having a make-believe conversation with someone he didn't see, hear, or could touch, perhaps it would allow his lover to also find the will to shake off how her presence upset the balance of the day.
Normally she came out when Richard was alone, he had noticed. Times of stress too. It wasn't that often that Silco was in the room when the tells were there to indicate that Joan was there in the same room as them.]
Well, does she want a drag of my cigar? She's more than welcome.
[He ran his thumb over the smooth paper of the book, and it seemed to him that it was cared for well enough. It didn't look like it was read much or at least not the entirety of it. He decided that he would read this book of God's little advice and see if he could discern what the big deal was about.]
Oh and this Hell would be any different would it? Eternal torment in the fiery pits of demons, or eternal Hell in a cycle on Earth where at least one has the opportunity to change their fortunes? Please, don't be so narrowminded about reincarnation. Perhaps you could have the life you've always wanted. [He didn't know what that was either. A crown, a father alive, a fully male or fully female body. He'd never asked what Richard's ideal was.]
I can't go to all out war with them, that's all. This city wouldn't stand behind me as I am now. Perhaps if everyone knew what sort of monster I was, no one would stand with me. [He was watching Richard as he said it. Despite their promises, there were deep wounds and old memories that were harmful, that he thought may even turn off his lover.] If people of your time came, would you be overjoyed to see them? Your brothers? Your mother?
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Normally she came out when Richard was alone, he had noticed. Times of stress too. It wasn't that often that Silco was in the room when the tells were there to indicate that Joan was there in the same room as them.]
Well, does she want a drag of my cigar? She's more than welcome.
[He ran his thumb over the smooth paper of the book, and it seemed to him that it was cared for well enough. It didn't look like it was read much or at least not the entirety of it. He decided that he would read this book of God's little advice and see if he could discern what the big deal was about.]
Oh and this Hell would be any different would it? Eternal torment in the fiery pits of demons, or eternal Hell in a cycle on Earth where at least one has the opportunity to change their fortunes? Please, don't be so narrowminded about reincarnation. Perhaps you could have the life you've always wanted. [He didn't know what that was either. A crown, a father alive, a fully male or fully female body. He'd never asked what Richard's ideal was.]
I can't go to all out war with them, that's all. This city wouldn't stand behind me as I am now. Perhaps if everyone knew what sort of monster I was, no one would stand with me. [He was watching Richard as he said it. Despite their promises, there were deep wounds and old memories that were harmful, that he thought may even turn off his lover.] If people of your time came, would you be overjoyed to see them? Your brothers? Your mother?