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birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in
driftfleet2015-02-19 07:20 pm
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Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!
[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!
note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!
[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!
note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]

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[Actually, though. As soon as it comes out of his mouth, Fenris's voice rings in his ears. Abomination. Not yet, he'd said, but one day.
Justice is a spirit, not a demon. Possession alone doesn't make someone an abomination, it's just that most spirits hardly care enough about mortal people to bother. Abominations are mages who've been twisted by demons, corrupted by them. Spirits don't do that. Justice wouldn't.
But rationalizing it doesn't make him feel any less ill.]
You mean— [It hits him like a well-placed force blast. He stares at her, mouth opening and closing as he tries to find the right words.] No. I haven't— no.
[That's really the only word he can think of.]