Twelfth ♠ Anonymous Text

[save_the_souls]

Who: Allen Walker (anonymous)
Broadcast: Text, Anonymous
Action: Nope.
When: Today

[Things have been going well for Allen the past month. Very well. And while that was certainly a good thing, he couldn't shake the anxiety that it meant something was about to go horribly wrong. Because you know, because it usually did for him. ]

[So he here was, trying to at least put a few of his fears at rest- especially after this latest round of augment malfunctions. Just what if the next round of malfunctions were less benevolent in nature? In truth - he didn't really expect any good answers. There almost never was when he sought out help. Still, there was always a chance. And at least he'd feel like he was doing something]

[The text post that is put up is anonymous, purposefully typed out not to sound like his own wording.]

i have a question.

is there anyone here who knows about stopping or containing demons or things like them? specifically possessions.

thanks.

Comments

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh! he smiles very wide.]

What's that? He's cute.

[save_the_souls]

Tim, come say hello to Robin.

[Tim hearing the order, stretches his wings and tail a little before lifting himself up and slowly fluttering over to Robin- in a slightly groggy sort of way like he was enjoying a nice time on that pillow and they interrupted him gosh]

Golems are a type of machine in my world, made out of mix of magic and technology. Exorcists often use them for communication. Though...Tim has a bit more personality than most.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[like a little mechanical bird. he's always given animals and (many) magical things a great deal more respect than he does humans... and this little guy is no exception.

he didn't mean to get distracted, but he holds his fingers up towards Timcanpy anyway.]

Zyo daiolegot daic'l... I'm happy to meet you, Tim.

[the words themselves are gibberish, but... somehow inherently understandable.]

[save_the_souls]

[It's a little weird how he understood that, because he could tell it was a language he shouldn't know. Maybe it was the augment acting up? Strange...]

[Still, Timcanpy seems to understand and is happy for the compliment. He'll fly over and carefully try to land on Robin's fingers. It's kind of like holding a quidditch snitch with little feet and a tail]

He seems happy to meet you too.