to: everyone

[restingstitchface]

Everyone. There has been nothing convenient about entertaining a few of our divine friends these past months. At this point, I believe some of them meddle in our lives on purpose. But you know how these beings are. Loving, violent and above all selfish. But their conduct should never be mistaken as good or bad.

Do you want the opinion of a professional? It’s human.

Of course, when I examine our delusions about being divine, and remember my mortal origins, it motivates me to question where they come from.

Were they once human like us?

In any case, I would like to remind you that your memories will take you by surprise. Not today. Nor tomorrow. But someday you will recall more about who you were, and perhaps find you cannot stand it. And whether that happens today or tomorrow, take a seat and have a drink, and try not to take yourself too seriously.

Comments

[restingstitchface]

Of course. But I find it hilarious.

Regardless, law enforcement attacts certain kinds of personalities. Likewise medicine. The instinct never truly leaves you, does it?

[thearchangel]

Having been in C-Sec, I really can't argue that.

But - for me, I was always more in the investigative branch than the ones actually going out and doing general patrols. Boils down to about the same, though, I guess.

[restingstitchface]

𝒲𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓎𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒶𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝒸𝓀 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉.

[thearchangel]

Honestly, if I was wandering around your yard, I'm pretty sure you'd notice.

I'm not exactly subtle around here.

[restingstitchface]

𝒟𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑒? 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝑒'𝓋𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇 - 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓌?

[thearchangel]

Damn, I'm all out of secrets?

I guess that's good, in a way. Less explaining to do.

[restingstitchface]

Perhaps. But a person without secrets still possesses ones of which even he remains unaware.

Still, at least that promises us endless hours of fascinating conversation.

[thearchangel]

Ah - the psychologist angle, right?

I could probably make up a few, if you ever started getting bored around here. I knew a guy who did it to mess with people.

[restingstitchface]

𝒜𝒽, 𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉.

[For a moment. Over time he thinks it would be excruciating.]

𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒, 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒾𝓉? 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓉 𝒶 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝒹𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝑔𝑒.

[thearchangel]

Oh Javik was a riot. If you knew he was giving you crap.

Fair enough. But isn't there an actual game like that? Two truths and lies?

[restingstitchface]

𝒜𝒽, 𝐼 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝑜.

𝐹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝒶 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒, 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊?

[thearchangel]

Hah!

You know what, why not?

[restingstitchface]

𝒪𝒽, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁. 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇.

[thearchangel]

What's a game between friends?

[restingstitchface]

𝐹𝒾𝒻𝓉𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓈, 𝐼'𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇.

[Or whatever passes for currency around here. tl;dr I'm gonna rob you blind, bro.]

[thearchangel]

[The hell is a dollar - oh, yes. Currency, understood.]

All right. Done. Here's hoping I can make rent.

[Garrus you live in the barracks bro.]