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

[castrationfist]

And what are you?

[that's her real aim in the conversation, honestly.]

Well... That is a vast oversimplification and ridiculously inaccurate to call us spirits, but it is good enough for the conversation.

Amaterasu, you see, is the very sun itself.

[onlyanapple]

A demon. Specifically, the Serpent of Eden.

[He seems happy to share. It's no real big secret, after all. ]

Right, sorry. Not really spoken to one of you before, the wolf one notwithstanding.


That would explain the fiery markings on her.

[castrationfist]

[Her eyebrows shoot way up, interrupting her own story when she hears his identity.]

The tempter of Christian lore?

[onlyanapple]

The one and only.

[He flashes her a sharp-toothed grin]

Though we don't like it being called lore. It suggests we're not real.

[castrationfist]

Yes, well, as a meeting of gods and demons, I think my intent is clear enough.

[onlyanapple]

Always worth making sure~

[castrationfist]

Though I feel my story is now overshadowed... I may be evil, but I don't think anything I've done can beat the amount of harm you've caused. I mean, when you get right down to it, in your version of events, doesn't that make you responsible for basically everything?

[onlyanapple]

Hey now, I didn't know He'd go so off the rails about the bloody apple. And humanity is very good at fucking themselves over. I have to do hardly anything for them to ruin their own lives.

[castrationfist]

Perhaps they would have anyway, but you still did it. You can't get away with killing just because someone would have died eventually anyway, after all. Even if humans are that fragile.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley folds his arms with a soft, annoyed huff. She may have touched a nerve there. ]

Yes, well, I have not intention of doing that to them. Besides, I was only doing my job.

[castrationfist]

That's an even poorer excuse than mine.

[onlyanapple]

And yet it's the truth. Had to answer to the boss and all.

[castrationfist]

Do you not have free will?

[onlyanapple]

[He waggles his hand in a so-so gesture. ]

I'm not technically supposed to- back then I certainly had hardly anything like it. But I've lived around humans long enough to figure out how to make a certain kind of free will, all of my own.

[castrationfist]

... Okay, I'll bite. How do you fake free will?

[That sounds way more interesting than continuing her story.]

[onlyanapple]

It's not exactly fake. It just...requires a little more effort than the kind that comes naturally to mortals. I learned from watching them, really. Applying it, and so on.

[Oh, he's noticed. ]

And you haven't finished your story, FYI.

[castrationfist]

Yes, well... I feel a bit overshadowed now. A mere eighty thousand livesdoesn't hold a candle to what you're responsible for, after all. Ahh, now I understand what it means to be a frog in a well... Or a fox in a well, I suppose.

[onlyanapple]

Try not to be blinded by the pure brightness of my infamy.

I imagine it would be more of a bugger to be a fox in a well than a frog. Least a frog can breathe underwater.

[The point >>>>> Crowley. ]

[castrationfist]

Perhaps, but foxes are cuter, so that's what really matters, isn't it?

No, no, as fellow demons, I can't help but be in awe.

[onlyanapple]

I prefer snakes myself, but I suppose I'll allow the fox thing, present company considered.

[He's not used to that, really. He's considered something of a joke to other demons, back home. This pathetic punchline of what happens when a demon spends too much time with mortals.]

...What. Really?

[castrationfist]

Of course! In my youthful indiscretions, I went on a rampage and killed eighty thousand with my own hands. But you, in one action, dwarfed that number, and it grows still every day, with every action humans take. Ahhh, it's regrettable, but I suppose that's the difference between a natural-born demon, and one who has simply had the title forced upon her. To think I thought my story might impress, I should go home with my tail between my legs!

[She sounds genuinely disappointed, really.]

[onlyanapple]

[The demon shifts, uncomfortably. ]

Yeah well, I wouldn't bother. I haven't really done all that much to harm mortals since then.

[castrationfist]

That's what makes it so impressive, isn't it? Like starting a landslide with a pebble and watching from above.

[onlyanapple]

I'd hardly call it a landslide.

[castrationfist]

Oh? Then what would you call it?