Please understand that I'm not like you. I have no wishes, no desires... I have no needs. I simple exist just to grant wishes.
[ but she can understand why he would have a hard time accepting it. ]
Not all. There are worlds that I have visited that exist without the disease and the monsters that it brings. Of course, there are also worlds that do.
I have granted the wish of many who have desperately desired to find a cure to this illness. Whether you feel trapped in cage or otherwise is not a concern to me, but only that those who have wished for it have all that they need in order to find the cure and create it.
[ ...okay, he's done with this. Childermass will suddenly stride forward, reaching out to grab Magi by the front of her shirt and yank her close. This is not the king, though, but he himself, Childermass, at the end of his rope. ]
People are dying. You are having us kill one another. Why?! How does this solve anything?! Those who've killed aren't even all infected, yet you still demand it? Every week?!
[ he's more that capable of grabbing her and bringing her close to him. she'll smile at him all the same, though, as he holds onto her, he'll start to feel a dark inkiness flow from her and onto his hand.
it will not hurt but he'll know what it means. ]
I haven't done anything that wasn't desired by someone else, and people die all the time. [ she speaks so simply. ] The one who have killed have done so because of that was what they wished to do.
[ :teehee: but as childremass will look at his hand, he'll see that the inkiness will slide off of his hand and drip onto the ribbons of the floor where they'll be absorbed into it. ]
I'm sure it'll be fine. Shall I get you something to wipe it off on?
[ Childermass recoils another step away as the inkiness slides away and vanishes. She's sure it'll be... He'll take up a part of his new outfit, the half-cape with the bee wing motif, and wipe his hand off with that, assuming there is anything left to wipe off. ]
...no.. I do not want a single thing more from you.
[ there will be the tiniest smudge of the inkiness to be rubbed off on the cape but most of it would have slid off of him and onto the floor to be absorbed. ]
[ Wonderful indeed. Childermass backs up even further, away from Magi, and inspects his now-wiped hand. Nothing left? Nothing at all? He had no open wounds on his hand... surely it's fine...
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[ But does she? He does not really know, and he's getting to the end of his patience here. ]
Have all the worlds where you have granted wishes been afflicted with this disease? These monsters? All this death?
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[ but she can understand why he would have a hard time accepting it. ]
Not all. There are worlds that I have visited that exist without the disease and the monsters that it brings. Of course, there are also worlds that do.
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I see... [ Or he tries to, in any case. ] Then you are not the cause of the disease, but you have trapped us all in this cage to be experimented upon.
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People are dying. You are having us kill one another. Why?! How does this solve anything?! Those who've killed aren't even all infected, yet you still demand it? Every week?!
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it will not hurt but he'll know what it means. ]
I haven't done anything that wasn't desired by someone else, and people die all the time. [ she speaks so simply. ] The one who have killed have done so because of that was what they wished to do.
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Idiot, what have you done now? See? This is why I should be the one in control. You shouldn't touch miserable things like that!
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No one touch her.
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Because he saw it too, and uh. That is...something. ]
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I'm sure it'll be fine. Shall I get you something to wipe it off on?
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...no.. I do not want a single thing more from you.
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Wonderful.
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But yeah, he and the king done for now. ]
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