Mingle for the oldies

[bb_wolf]

Who: Anyone who is immortal, inordinately long lived or just likes hanging out with old people?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum on the Iskaulit
When: End of November

Broadcast: Text
[The broadcast is simple.]

Málum. Tonight. Immortal or near enough meet up. Buy your own.

Action: Málum

[Bigby is there, drinking whiskey and smoking cheap, horrible and stinky cigarettes. The rest of you can do what you want.]

Comments

[cloakand_danger]

That's... [a terrifying amount of power for one person to have] certainly useful. ...But you can't do the same with alcohol?

[onlyanapple]

[He'd be terrifying if he wasn't bone idle and terrible at his job. ]

Nope. I can back home, but not here. Atroma must see it as funny.

[cloakand_danger]

Atroma...

[He scowls unhappily.] I still feel like I don't know anything about our captors. Not even where to start looking. Do you know, is there anyone connected to them who we've ever been able to confront face-to-face and have a conversation with?

[onlyanapple]

Nope. On occasion, Diamond and Beau, our hosts? They'll speak to us. But I've never seen them answer any helpful questions- only dodged it like brilliant politicians or something.

[He shrugs.]

But being under the thumb of all-seeing-all-knowing-arseholes isn't exactly a new thing for me, so.

[cloakand_danger]

Do you mean the castle? I haven't heard anything about who ran that place, either.

[onlyanapple]

Well, no and yes. The castle was...something else. I'm talking more about home. My home.

[cloakand_danger]

[He hesitates - this seems like it might be edging toward sensitive territory. But after all, Crowley was asking him about Mithos earlier, and there are fewer subjects more sensitive for Yuan, so he pushes forward anyway.]

...I'm afraid I still don't understand. Is this something to do with demons, then?

[onlyanapple]

[It's easy enough to talk to Yuan, thanks to his own familiarity. Sure, Yuan doesn't remember him, but that hardly changes thing. Lots of people don't remember him.]

Pretty much. We're not supposed to have free will, you see. Supposed to follow the Boss, no matter what.

[cloakand_danger]

Ah.

[What to say to that? It hits much too close to home, dredging up old guilts Yuan would rather leave buried.]

'Supposed to'. But it wasn't something completely unimaginable to do otherwise? [That, at least, would be better than the angels at home, creatures of no free will without even enough mind left to consider the possibility of being anything else.] Even if it would cost your life to actually do it...

[onlyanapple]

Hard to say, really. Most of the demons and angels I know keep following orders no matter what anyway. It's just me and another angel who figured out the almost-free-will thing. I think we have that largely thanks to living on Earth for over six millennia. You learn a lot, watching humanity.

[cloakand_danger]

That's...something, at least.

...But you said your superiors could see everything you did? That would make defiance tricky. I wouldn't have gotten anywhere at all if I'd had to deal with something like that.

[onlyanapple]

Sure, sometimes they didn't bother watching me, but when they wanted to- well, there they were. It was rather irritating, truth be told. Luckily their influence doesn't come here.