[If the original question had wound up his insides like a steel spring, the answer looses them all at once, and the recoil seems to slam into his heart and paralyze him for a long, long time. It's well over half an hour before he messages Manny again.]
Are you saying... that nothing happened? No mass die-offs? No risen monsters? No - nothing that you would even associate with your kind's Apocalypse?
Not yet. But you're still expecting it to happen. You think it has to - you think -
[He's just this side of hyperventilating.]
It's 2004. Winter 2004. The ancients have risen. The Withering, the prophecies. It's all happened - happening - I swear to you it's real. It's too much for no one to have noticed. The humans were noticing. It happened.
*Hm...that was interesting. Was there another version of Gaia within the multiverse? He'd assumed this was some sort of Umbral Realm...but that didn't mean that the world Beckett (or he?) came from wasn't the true Gaia.
Maybe wondering about that can take his mind of other things. He's not about to theorize with a blood sucker, though.*
[It's such a simple statement, he can't endure it. So simple. It just didn't happen. Usually Beckett's control goes much further than this, but this tries it at such a weak point - ]
Are you mocking me, skinchanger?! I saw it, I was there!
[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.
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voice
Date: 2017-08-04 12:53 pm (UTC)Inster date here. 20XX or something. Past when Beckett's world ending event happened.*
voice
Date: 2017-08-06 12:36 pm (UTC)Are you saying... that nothing happened? No mass die-offs? No risen monsters? No - nothing that you would even associate with your kind's Apocalypse?
voice
Date: 2017-08-06 03:30 pm (UTC)Not yet.
voice
Date: 2017-08-06 06:11 pm (UTC)[He's just this side of hyperventilating.]
It's 2004. Winter 2004. The ancients have risen. The Withering, the prophecies. It's all happened - happening - I swear to you it's real. It's too much for no one to have noticed. The humans were noticing. It happened.
voice
Date: 2017-08-06 06:36 pm (UTC)Maybe wondering about that can take his mind of other things. He's not about to theorize with a blood sucker, though.*
It didn't in my world.
voice
Date: 2017-08-08 07:54 pm (UTC)Are you mocking me, skinchanger?! I saw it, I was there!
voice
Date: 2017-08-08 08:36 pm (UTC)If you're going refuse to listen to me then I don't have a reason to waste my time with you.
voice
Date: 2017-08-18 05:29 pm (UTC)[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
Date: 2017-08-19 05:39 pm (UTC)voice
Date: 2017-08-20 06:39 pm (UTC)voice
Date: 2017-08-20 08:02 pm (UTC)*Well, maybe not, but he's not taking help from a blood sucker.*
voice
Date: 2017-08-20 08:42 pm (UTC)[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
Date: 2017-08-20 08:45 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2017-08-22 02:20 pm (UTC)Re: voice
Date: 2017-08-22 02:25 pm (UTC)voice; cw suicidal ideation
Date: 2017-08-22 02:29 pm (UTC)Give me my answers and I will stay outside tonight.
no subject
Date: 2017-08-22 02:32 pm (UTC)No.
no subject
Date: 2017-08-22 02:36 pm (UTC)[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
Date: 2017-08-22 02:46 pm (UTC)You don't need to do that, but I have nothing to tell you.
*And with that he hangs up.*