darker, but darker.

" OH-?

YOU ARE LOOKING FOR

MATIRIALS

FOR YOUR

EXPEREMENTS-?"

"Something along those lines." Noelle admits. "Mostly just...restocking my shelves. I suppose I'm distracting myself from working on projects by preparing to work on projects...if that makes any sense."

I HAVE DONE THE SAME,

DURING MY TIME

AS THE ROYAL SCIENTIST."

A pause, as noelle could hear his boney fingers tapping on... somthing. A sign that hes thinking, it seems.

"HMM....

BUT PERHAPS YOU COULD USE

SOME NEW

MATIRIALS-?

OR SOMTHING TO...

"I wouldn't object...so long as they can be stored and handled safely and won't interfere with the other materials."

WHAT I OFFER IS...

WELL, LET US CALL IT

SOME OF MY PAST WORKS."

A small grey briefcase was sat down in front of noelle, as one of her chairs was pulled forward.

"PLEASE.

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Then, rain would hear a voice in his head.

" ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📫︎✍︎

⚐︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎📬︎"

Then, the voice again. Except this time, more... clear.

" ....

I AM...

NOT

A THREAT

AT LEAST,

I DO NOT THINK SO."

The words were just as loud, ringing inside of the mans head... before, the ringing gets quieter, and quieter... until it fades.

"... FORGIVE ME.

IT IS... DIFFUCULTE FOR ME TOO...

ADJUST

'Do not think so?' Musing over those words mentally for a moment while humming softly to himself.

"You are here with a purpose... I assume. I do not believe and entity who has issues with speaking and must adjust would not make casual visits with a stranger."

THERE IS NO NEED

FOR THAT.

YOU ARE THE ONE

I AM MOST CURIOUS ABOUT."

another pause- as if whoever was speaking to him was thinking.

".... WE SHARE

A CONNECTION.

TELL ME, DO YOU

KNOW

SOMONE

WHOS SOUND

'This thing knows Noelle... but is this knowledge a threat... or an attempt at arriving to a place of mutual understanding?'

"ME AND HER.

WE SHARE...

SIMULARITIES

TO OUR SITUATIONS."

Another pause.

"SHE HAS BEEN...

A GOOD FRIEND TO ME.

PARTS OF MYSELF."

As they spoke, rain could hear the sound of a door slooowly cracking open. As a grey door appeared behind the angel.

"IT WOULD BE EASIER

TO SHOW YOU.

COME.

LET US SPEAK

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Then, rain would hear a voice in his head.

" ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📫︎✍︎

⚐︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎📬︎"

Then, the voice again. Except this time, more... clear.

" ....

I AM...

NOT

A THREAT

AT LEAST,

I DO NOT THINK SO."

The words were just as loud, ringing inside of the mans head... before, the ringing gets quieter, and quieter... until it fades.

"... FORGIVE ME.

IT IS... DIFFUCULTE FOR ME TOO...

ADJUST

'Do not think so?' Musing over those words mentally for a moment while humming softly to himself.

"You are here with a purpose... I assume. I do not believe and entity who has issues with speaking and must adjust would not make casual visits with a stranger."

THERE IS NO NEED

FOR THAT.

YOU ARE THE ONE

I AM MOST CURIOUS ABOUT."

another pause- as if whoever was speaking to him was thinking.

".... WE SHARE

A CONNECTION.

TELL ME, DO YOU

KNOW

SOMONE

WHOS SOUND

'This thing knows Noelle... but is this knowledge a threat... or an attempt at arriving to a place of mutual understanding?'

"ME AND HER.

WE SHARE...

SIMULARITIES

TO OUR SITUATIONS."

Another pause.

"SHE HAS BEEN...

A GOOD FRIEND TO ME.

" OH-?

YOU ARE LOOKING FOR

MATIRIALS

FOR YOUR

EXPEREMENTS-?"

"Something along those lines." Noelle admits. "Mostly just...restocking my shelves. I suppose I'm distracting myself from working on projects by preparing to work on projects...if that makes any sense."

I HAVE DONE THE SAME,

DURING MY TIME

AS THE ROYAL SCIENTIST."

A pause, as noelle could hear his boney fingers tapping on... somthing. A sign that hes thinking, it seems.

"HMM....

BUT PERHAPS YOU COULD USE

SOME NEW

MATIRIALS-?

OR SOMTHING TO...

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Then, rain would hear a voice in his head.

" ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📫︎✍︎

⚐︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎📬︎"

Then, the voice again. Except this time, more... clear.

" ....

I AM...

NOT

A THREAT

AT LEAST,

I DO NOT THINK SO."

The words were just as loud, ringing inside of the mans head... before, the ringing gets quieter, and quieter... until it fades.

"... FORGIVE ME.

IT IS... DIFFUCULTE FOR ME TOO...

ADJUST

'Do not think so?' Musing over those words mentally for a moment while humming softly to himself.

"You are here with a purpose... I assume. I do not believe and entity who has issues with speaking and must adjust would not make casual visits with a stranger."

THERE IS NO NEED

FOR THAT.

YOU ARE THE ONE

I AM MOST CURIOUS ABOUT."

another pause- as if whoever was speaking to him was thinking.

".... WE SHARE

A CONNECTION.

TELL ME, DO YOU

KNOW

SOMONE

WHOS SOUND

DID YOU HAVE FUN PLAYING

WITH YOUR NEW FRIEND-?"

The scientist gently picked up the cat, and petted them. Seems like he didnt mind the mud.

" I AM GLAD

YOU ARE BEING

A CHEW TOY?

YOU SEEM BITEY TODAY-"

It's been one of those weeks, doctor. You know how it is - protein is scarce, computer equipment rebels, that sort of thing.

In short, yes.

BITE BITE BITE BITE BITE-

A monochromatic copy of someone's curtains is currently being assailed.

" HERE YOU ARE

MY FRIEND.

SOMTHING TO

"THIS TIME,

IT SHOULD TAKE YOU,

TO ME."

@void-scientist

MY FRIENDS."

It seems that peeking inside would be of no avail- as there is nothing but darkness to see.

"THEY CAN BEHAVE...

IF THEY ARE TOLD TO.

I AM GLAD THOUGH,

THEY ARE NOT CAUSING TROUBLE

FOR YOU.

IT WOULD MAKE THINGS...

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Then, rain would hear a voice in his head.

" ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📫︎✍︎

⚐︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎📬︎"

Then, the voice again. Except this time, more... clear.

" ....

I AM...

NOT

A THREAT

AT LEAST,

I DO NOT THINK SO."

The words were just as loud, ringing inside of the mans head... before, the ringing gets quieter, and quieter... until it fades.

"... FORGIVE ME.

IT IS... DIFFUCULTE FOR ME TOO...

ADJUST

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Then, rain would hear a voice in his head.

" ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📫︎✍︎

⚐︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎📬︎"

@void-scientist

The deity would blink twice before turning around to look. It... was not uncommon for people to be watching him... but alone? In his home? "...Maybe I should start locking my door at night..." Mumbling to himself before going to check it as he folded his wings.

And for a momment, a feeling of somthing touching one of his feathers would be felt. And then it would vanish again.

Those are pictures of the same person or identical twins, yes? People keep saying FRIEND needs glasses.

"I AM

SORRY TO SAY

BUT YOU ARE WRONG."

He taps on the one wearing the chrismas sweater.

"LOOK. ONE HAS A RED NOSE.

THE OTHER DOSENT.

. . .

WOULD YOU LIKE

How odd.

@void-scientist

"...Hm, bugger."

He opens the door and hawks a torrent of fire through it.

Nothing smelled scorched after the flame. In fact, it didnt smelled like anything smokey. Just... nothing.

Then, the king would heat somthing in his head.

". . . HELLO

THERE.

DID I OFFEND

"HELLO AGAIN

MY FRIEND.

... MIGHT I ASK

SOMTHING.. PERSONAL

OF YOU?"

The angel finishes their task before they stand up straight.

"You may." They reply flatly.

"Speak your mind."

". . . I AM CURRENTLY TRYING TO SEE

IF I CAN HELP WITH

NOELLES SOUND.

HOWEVER, I...

DO NOT KNOW WHERE TO LOOK

WHEN IT COMES TO...

FINDING THE CULPRIT.

... I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW

IF THERE WAS A PLACE WHERE...

INFORMATION

COULD BE GATHERED

ABOUT

THE LEGACY."

Another pause.

"... ONLY

IF YOU CAN

"The Mage knows." The angel replies. "She studied them before-"

They fall silent for a bit before they continue.

"The Legacy is a known quantity in Saturyne. The ruins left behind. The artifacts left behind. The angels left behind. All tell a story of what the Legacy once was."

"It is...difficult to convey the gravity of what it was... What Legacy was left behind."

They are quiet again.

I SEE."

He was quiet for a momment again, the soft hum of... somthing ringing in the angels brain. Then he speaks.

"AH, ONE MOMMENT."

There was the soft ringing of somthing- as nearby the angels feet, there was an egg.

"MY FRIEND?

COULD YOU COME HERE?"

""THESE ARE

MY FRIENDS.

THEY ARE TASKED WITH...

LETS SAY

HUNTING THE LEGACY.

WOULD YOU BE KIND ENOUGH

TO SHOW THEM THE WAY?"

"You realize that I would be among the hunted, yes?" The angel replies flatly. "All angels in Saturyne are of the Legacy."

"You speak cryptically. Do you seek knowledge, or do you seek a pound of flesh?"

Making short work of their 'payment' they'll say, they sit at attention, eyes drifting between Crystal and the doctor. Soon however, the shadows between them are disturbed as a large, gangly tail composed of spheres with an odd sharp point at the tip rises up.

Meanwhile, as if to make sure friend was distracted, three small orbs appeared- changing into small, shadowed " mice" that ran in a circle just out of reach of the three friends- entertainment, it would seem.

the scientist would finally speak, more... sincere, than before.

"... MY APOLOGIES.

I MENT KNOWLEDGE, OF COURSE.

SOMTHING THAT I LACK, IT SEEMS.

... WHY DONT WE. . . START OVER-?

IF YOU COULD GIVE...

A BETTER EXPLANATION OF WHAT YOU ARE

AND HOW THE LEGACY

WAS APART OF NOT ONLY YOUR STORY

BUT MANY OTHERS, IT WOULD SEEM."

They are quiet for a time as they face him more properly.

"I am an angel of the Legacy." They reply. "All angels in saturyne are of the Legacy."

"According to the Legacy, the Creator made the First Spell, resulting in existence. When they walked among us, they made temples, the angels and many objects of power."

"Then....one day, they left their creation behind. All that remains as proof they were here are the temples...ruined, the angels....abandoned, and the relics...guarded. Their 'Legacy' left behind."

"They angels mourn their loss. The abandoned children. We were once part of a greater whole. Each had their place in the grand order of the cosmos. Without our purpose...what do we do with ourselves? What can we do but grieve?"

"But...for many...the tears would dry up. More angels are made, but without purpose. A wretched fate. But...they yet remain. They yet live."

"Some continue to mourn. Stand vigil amidst the ruins and the churches in their silent sorrow. Others...try to find purpose again...and live amongst the people, like the Vislae." The word 'vislae' seemed to twist when it was heard, like another word was woven into it. It seemed to evoke Noelle in G's mind...almost with more certainty than when Crystal called them 'The Mage'.

"So...many angels would live as people. No different. Living lives with new purpose, given or created...or begged for."

"But...sometimes an angel would feel a Calling. A mission...a purpose...given to them by the powers that be. It is believed to be from The Creator themself. We are compelled to follow it to the best of our ability, even at the cost of ourselves. It is not something that can be refused."

"Who we are....who we were...the lives we made....all are suspended. The Calling becomes the single most important thing that can be done, above all else. For many of the Legacy...it is the greatest honor. A blessing of guidance...and a moment to be a part of the cosmic purpose once more....if only for a time."

"I was given a Calling, too." They continue, although their body tenses up slightly when they speak. "My purpose was to possess the Vislae, bring her to a distant cathedral...and when they were done with me, I was to return her physically, but remove her sound...and all the memory of it."

"I was conscious for only some of the time. I do not know all that transpired with her body. Mine was not to question. Only do my duty. I did not think. I was not burdened with such things."

When I returned, I removed her sound and memories....and returned to a different cathedral. It was there I gave over these things. It was shattered, and a piece was placed within me. I was then placed in a temple between realms."

"It was there....my Calling ended....and I was myself again."

"Alone in the void between...and knowing I took the Vislae...I made her do things...I stole her sound and memories. My 'reward' for my service to the cosmic order was imprisonment....or exile...and to be forever burdened with the knowledge of my crimes."

It wasnt words that the angel could understand.

" 💧︎⚐︎ ☟︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☹︎💣︎⚐︎💧︎❄︎ ☹︎✋︎😐︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☠︎📬︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎☼︎✋︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ✡︎☜︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎☞︎☹︎🕆︎☠︎👍︎☜︎💧︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☼︎☜︎👍︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎📬︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎ 📬︎ 📬︎ 📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎☞︎🕆︎☹︎ 💧︎❄︎⚐︎☼︎✡︎📪︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎🕆︎💣︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ✌︎👍︎☼︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎📬︎"

As he " spoke" the shadows around the angel would grow dark, yet darker. As the words vibrated inside of their head, almost like the buzzing of flies.

. . . But then, it would pass. Almost as if it was never there.

"AH, MY APOLOGIES.

I WAS... MUSING TO MYSELF.

. . . THANK YOU