005 | Dictated/Spam

[hellofist]

Halloween is... for candy and costumes, right? Scary movie marathons, haunted houses. [There's a short, thoughtful pause here.] Or haunted castles, I guess.

This is first Halloween, for me. Not really sure... how it works. What do you do, where you're from?

Will need a costume...

[For anyone who happens to be out on a walk today, Cass can be found sitting on the grass outside the castle with a rather large pumpkin, a set of plastic carving tools, and an electric carving knife that's been kind of tossed off to the side. Apparently, the castle decided to get cute with her when she asked for something to carve her pumpkin with.]

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dictated; Cassandra foreverrrr (maybe)

[ofhope]

I don't like the sound of that.

works for me

[hellofist]

Batperson? Can't be Batman.

[ofhope]

Batdemon. Batapostle.

You're right, it doesn't work any other way.

[hellofist]

[Wait hang on back up.]

What's apostle?

[ofhope]

Me.

[hellofist]

[Well that doesn't really clear things up.]

And... what do you do? As an apostle?

[ofhope]

It isn't a job. We were never told what to do, we were only cursed with ignorance and loss.

[hellofist]

I don't understand.

[ofhope]

You can't.

[ Which is probably why he never bothers giving a straight explanation to anyone, ahur. ]

Only apostles can know, and in my lifetime there are seven. Hendric, the Apostle of Benevolence, has been here a few times, but she never stays long and it's been quite some time.

[hellofist]

[Well at least that makes things easier, then. If it's impossible for her to understand at least she doesn't have to waste her time trying to figure it out.]

Is that better, for you? Having them not here?

[ofhope]

It makes no difference. They mean nothing to me.

[hellofist]

[That's about the answer she expected from him. By now it's no secret he doesn't really care for people.]

If you had choice, would you go home?

[ofhope]

[ There's hesitation, at least. ]

I would, since I'll never see my sister here.

[hellofist]

Tell me about her?

[ofhope]

[ . . . ]

No, not here. There have been enough imposters.

[ Doesn't trust the journal even with filters. He's seen them break more than once. ]

[hellofist]

I could come over. If you... do want to talk.

[ofhope]

We were talking about Halloween and costumes.

[ Look at that, Joshua is capable of remembering the original topic. ]

[hellofist]

So? Talking about other things, now.

[She really wants to know more about him, about his family.]

I'm not busy. Can come now.

[ofhope]

[ Pushy... ]

If you like. You're always welcome.

[hellofist]

[Aww, Joshua.]

Will be there soon, then. Should I bring snacks?

[ofhope]

If you have extra...

[hellofist]

Do you have tea? Can get cake, from store.

[Tea and cake sounds kind of awesome, now she has three reasons to go see Joshua.]

[ofhope]

[ Christ everyone and tea. But Lucrezia lives here, so there is definitely tea. Before her there was just Earl Grey and a tea set gathering dust. ]

Yes, of course... I guess I'll wait in the kitchen, then.

[hellofist]

[Hey, tea is how Alfred shows his love okay. It's like a comfort food by now for Cass, it's something she shares with people she cares about.

And before long she'll show up at the kitchen window with a cake in hand, peeking in to see if she can find him. Windows are the best doors, you know.]

[ofhope]

[ He associates tea with a different sort of relationship, but there's no need to get into that. The tea set will be ready, anyway, with hot tea steaming and a maid standing quietly in the kitchen's entrance. The other is near the foyer but it looks like she won't be needing to answer the front door when he spots her through the window.

Well, there is a back door through the kitchen, which he'll be polite enough to get up and open for her. No need to crawl through windows if the door's two feet away, especially when a cake's precious life is on the line. ]

What flavor is it?