dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

[wotanon]

[ sexy dreams for thirsty idol bastards

shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

Comments

Re: disclaimer: may not be sexy. i will give my very best attempt

[crossmyheartandhope]

So, what. S'like a zombie or soemthing?

Re: disclaimer: may not be sexy. i will give my very best attempt

[counterfaith]

My apologies, but that information is not yours to have.

[ with a flick of his wrist, the swords in his hand vanish ]

It would be for the best if you were to forget about the events that have occurred tonight.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... kinda hard to forget you burning a zombie, dude.

[counterfaith]

That's unfortunate to hear.

[ offering a hand out to him ]

Is your home nearby? If there is one creature, there will be more—but my comrades will keep this sanctuary protected, so I can at the very least keep you safe on your journey back.

[crossmyheartandhope]

O-oh. Uh.

S'pretty close? I don't mind, though. If you're like busy or whatever.

[counterfaith]

It's no trouble. It's part of my job, after all.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Well - I guess if you wanna.

[counterfaith]

Then, by all means—lead the way.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah... yeah, sure.

S'this way.

[He doesn't quite turn his back on him - falls in next to him, instead, and waits until he's sure he's coming with before he gets underway]

[counterfaith]

[ easily keeping pace with him, quiet for a few moments ]

Are you nervous?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean... you did kinda just burn a guy?

Even if it was a zombie guy.

[Also, the church put him on edge]

[He does not like churches,]

[counterfaith]

You don't have to worry. Those weapons are only effective on the undead—I don't have any means with which to hurt you.

Of course, I don't have any desire to do that, either. As I said before—it is my job to protect you.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...why's that?

[counterfaith]

Why . . . is what?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Why's that your job?

[counterfaith]

. . . What an odd question.

[ but, he isn't displeased by it ]

All are equal under the eyes of God. We are all of us children, worthy of His love and protection.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Cept the undead ones, huh?

[counterfaith]

. . . No. Even they deserve His love—they need it more than ever.

That person was already dead, and yet their bodies were made to be weapons—their deaths, desecrated. Their souls could not rest in peace like that.

To those creatures, that were once human, purification is mercy.

[crossmyheartandhope]

What, so they're like - trapped?

[counterfaith]

That's right. After years, perhaps, they might gain consciousness—but until then, they are but slaves to their masters, those who have converted them, and are unable to disobey. They will mindlessly destroy whatever is in their path, and kill humans to eat their flesh.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...jesus.

So you, like. Go around stopping em from doing stuff they can't stop themselves from?

[counterfaith]

That's right.

It is, of course, a difficult thing—even if they are no longer human, they were once before, and they have such shape. Even after they gain consciousness, they are still subservient to their sire, forced to kill for them and then given scraps in return—and when they have become independent, they have already killed many, many humans.

It is unfortunate—no, to say that would be understating it. It is heartbreaking. It would not be odd to condemn what you saw, just now.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah, well.

Sounds like the other way's to just let em kill more people.

[counterfaith]

So you see, we couldn't allow that.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah. Seems like that way's only gonna get people more hurt.