Jamais vu
-rennor-
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MAYONNAISE
Hmm...
-look Rennor, is that Chester outside?-
-looks a bit more roughed up than usual-
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(if it helps, Ges, the name Archer gave you - Cu Chulainn - is an Irish name)
(depending on what's in your databanks, it'd probably make sense to look for anyone with Irish features)
Jamais vu
-still does not trust Chester all that much-
-so he stays inside-
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-Levack however, decides to head inside again-
-and he's noticed you, Rennor-
You- you're dead aren't you?
Or- no. That hasn't happened yet, has it?
Time... time I can't do much about time. Always- so confusing to know where you are.
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-noted, though he does not have a lot of information on Ireland due to only visiting earth once-
Jamais vu
Um...?
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MAYONNAISE
You have died, yes?
Or, no wait.
Of course. It's the- time thing.
Or is it parallels... Something doesn't seem right about this.
-Rennor, you've never known Chester's mask to be well... both smiling and frowning-
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Jamais vu
...Well... um. I'm— I am not, uh. I am not, currently dead, actually.
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MAYONNAISE
Yes.
Yes- you're not.
Or are you?
I've never conclusively proven to myself whether there is- something beyond death.
Hrmm... I know you, Rennor. But- I don't think you know me- or well you did know me... unless this is- time messing with everything, and dimensions and- lines.
Lines of paths not tread. Chester Aggripson you know me as, yes? Well I am not him- not now. I am Levack.
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Jamais vu
Oh!
Oh.
You, uh...
What prompted that?
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(of course, most Irishmen don't have blue hair and run around in full-body tights)
(Ges probably doesn't know that, though)
(hehe)
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whatever he can
Sure... (Begins nomming.)
(egg r u there)
dead devotion
MAYONNAISE
I solved a problem, Chester wouldn't solve.
There are no Witch-hunters now. I dealt with that, as well as the biggest Witch-Hunter.
Chester wouldn't do it, so I did.
I can't be Chester now, Chester wouldn't do that- because he's a coward.
He was too afraid to spill blood when he had to, so I had to make sure everyone is safe.
They had to be safe, you understand?
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Jamais vu
Oh!
Oh, um,
Oh.
Are they safe?
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MAYONNAISE
Of course they're safe-
They're always safe.
From Witch Hunters...
But- they just- keep coming back.
Their- hateful little pathetic souls. I try to give them freedom, and their pitiful emotions- their hate, intolerance and envy- it ruins everything!
Do I have to step in so they can have a utopia? Sometimes I wonder whether I should be done with that- sentient sort. No more of that. No more. They're too much trouble. At least a domestic animal can be forgiven to their instincts.
-seems to switch to a more gentle tone- Though, I would miss conversation so perhaps I will have to intervene for their own benefit... They may have their little flaws, but don't we all?
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Jamais vu
-freaked out a little-
...M-mayb— maybe you could just... not do anything?
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MAYONNAISE
And sacrifice my values to the altar of apathy and indecision?
You speak as if I should return to that- failure of a name.
Chester Aggripson.
Do you know how many innocents died during those Witch-Hunts that Chester so shamelessly avoided?
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Jamais vu
Everyone dies, though...
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MAYONNAISE
They died before their time, Rennor.
Deaths- unjust.
Avoidable!
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Jamais vu
Lots— pretty much every death is unavoidable. Are— are you going to try and save everyone ever? That's... that is really not going to work out.
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MAYONNAISE
No, no, no, no.
I save who I can.
Nature has it's course, yes...
But then there are those unnatural deaths.
They can be avoided if you just step in and steer the path.
A man who sanctions a Witch Hunt, need not utter a single word to stir the mob if his throat is slit.
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Jamais vu
His— his death would be unnatural.
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MAYONNAISE
Rennor, Rennor, Rennor... some of them are justified when you look at the ends.
I understand that better than Chester.
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-Levack chooses to stand from the table-
-and just sort of walks through a wall-
-as if he were just an illusion-
-still seems to mutter incomprehensibly under his breath-
A stroll will help me decide, a nice stroll... I like these. I need to do more of these but- there's always something else to do... -stops in his tracks just outside the wall-
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