[That is the one thing that would be worse, losing the connection, whatever the connection means.]
Don't - I don't know how it's possible, but - don't go. Tell me more. Your world. Maybe it's not the same. Maybe it's - what do you know about us? About vampires? You hate us. I know.
[Like fireworks in his brain. Bright. Loud. Overwhelming.]
God, the - the cyclical Gehenna theory? I'd not - listen! I don't care what I need to do. Anything. Whatever it is that would satisfy you. Greet the sun, if I need to, willingly, just tell me!
*Hm. Gehenna must be the word the vampires used for the end of the world. Too bad its not interesting at all.*
If we could see Sun's face properly here I might ask that of you, but as we can't there's nothing you can do to make up for your existence or the atrocities of your kind.
There must be something. I have - you don't want anything I have - I will do anything! I will beg your goddess's forgiveness on my knees. Have you never wanted one of my kind at your mercies? Here is your chance!
[On the verge of cracking, at a loss, throwing out any offer he can think - ]
I'll tell them what I am. What it means. All of them. Those who think I deserve their friendship. They know, but don't... know. I'll tell them everything about my kind. You can have that satisfaction.
voice
[That is the one thing that would be worse, losing the connection, whatever the connection means.]
Don't - I don't know how it's possible, but - don't go. Tell me more. Your world. Maybe it's not the same. Maybe it's - what do you know about us? About vampires? You hate us. I know.
voice
voice
voice
*Well, maybe not, but he's not taking help from a blood sucker.*
voice
[Like fireworks in his brain. Bright. Loud. Overwhelming.]
God, the - the cyclical Gehenna theory? I'd not - listen! I don't care what I need to do. Anything. Whatever it is that would satisfy you. Greet the sun, if I need to, willingly, just tell me!
voice
If we could see Sun's face properly here I might ask that of you, but as we can't there's nothing you can do to make up for your existence or the atrocities of your kind.
voice
Re: voice
voice; cw suicidal ideation
Give me my answers and I will stay outside tonight.
no subject
No.
no subject
[On the verge of cracking, at a loss, throwing out any offer he can think - ]
I'll tell them what I am. What it means. All of them. Those who think I deserve their friendship. They know, but don't... know. I'll tell them everything about my kind. You can have that satisfaction.
no subject
You don't need to do that, but I have nothing to tell you.
*And with that he hangs up.*