-It's really just some cheap rice wine that looks slightly watered-down-
"With holy water. I give her the wine, the alcohol addiction takes hold and she drinks it. Should she then still refuse to give me the book, I will inform her of the holy water now sitting in her stomach and repeat my request. She should be more agreeable after that."
edited 25th Mar '17 9:59:22 PM by Randomman5
Oh!
Well... I currently have an appeal running back at home.So if I ever wanted to go back without being deactivated permanently.
I'm currently willing to go with being monitored by Maverick Hunters 24/7, but I'm not sure if that'll be enough for them.
edited 25th Mar '17 10:17:33 PM by Tatsumar
Deer-Shrugs- Most of them are dead now, anyway.
So's Soldier. And Shinra. And everyone else.
See, some smarmy rich kid in a nice suit found a bunch of old magic and thought to himself "how can I profit off of this?"
...There was nothing standard about Soldier.
-He's never bothered to un-slouch himself, and now he just looks tired- Evil is a real thing. It might not feel real to you. It's a word you probably think only exists in stories and cheap melodrama. But it is real, and we're all capable of inflicting it as much as we are of preventing it.
Hopefully it will never feel real to you at all, and hopefully one day you won't have to understand.

"Different worlds, Mr. Strife. In mine, holy water need only be blessed by a clergyman. And I'm quite glad you confirmed that hypothesis..."
-He reaches under his desk and pulls out...a bottle of wine?-
edited 25th Mar '17 9:52:04 PM by Randomman5