paradisa | 2.2 ✞ dictated;

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abel nightroad

2.2 ✞ dictated;

[maybe you remember this guy's voice, eh? cheerful and polite? he was a little... uh, confused over the Christmas vacation -- and while he sounds much the same, he's more sure of himself this time around! (is this a good thing? ...for you?)]

Good afternoon, Paradisa...! It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I guess... not as long as it had been before, huh?

Um-- it's Father Abel, and I have to offer my sincerest, deepest, and most humblest of apologies for the long radio silence! Things have been a little... strange, since coming back from Paris. I thought it was probably a good idea to get my head in order before saying hello again, but-- well.

~HELLO~! My fairest Paradisians, you have no idea how nice it is to be back and... well, myself again! [that part is half-right, at least, he swears...!! he'll just gloss over the whole, had-a-fake-life thing like a boss.] I never thought I'd say this with such enthusiasm, but... here I am, and it's quite true! I'm very sorry for leaving without much notice, but I suppose the castle doesn't really give warning about these kinds of things, does it? I'm just grateful I was able to come back... exactly how I left. Which is to say, veritably able to recall... everything, from before August of last year. I'm not sure how it... happened, or why, but...

I'm beginning to think ignorance is bliss, at times like these. [no really.]

[...]

And, might I add, while I'm at it... a little note for those of you who saw fit to convince me that the journal was some sort of possessed demonic VOLUME OF DEATH while I was, ah. Aforementioned 'blissfully ignorant?'

[here, my dears, is quite the dramatic pause... before his voice goes lower and takes on a more MENACING TONE.]

I may forgive, but I will not forget. What goes around, COMES around, my friends, and you too shall know what it is to live in incorrigible horror one day. It may not be by my hand... but karma? Has an even longer memory than an elephant, so just watch yourself. Next thing you know, you'll be in a tutu, clucking like a chicken atop the roof and singing the blues to the wind on some horrible loss, alright?! These things ALWAYS happen.

[HUFF. --oh right, moving right along:]

--Ah, and... thank you! To everyone else with moral fiber and a conscience who so kindly attempted to explain that I was not, in fact, stark raving mad and actually... a part of the castle's ministrations. Really... I'm very grateful... It's been a long while since I've been on that end of things, and it's reminded me of how scary it can sometimes be. We should be a little gentler on our newest faces, shouldn't we? Maybe we forget how crazy the prospect of all of this could seem.

--Oh, but -- before I ramble forever... Lilith, Caterina and I will be up-keeping the church again -- it's in the Satis Tower, for those of you who might not be aware -- and, I'm living on the sixth floor with Lilith, now! So you can stop by and say hello if you want, okay? If you forgot, or, if this is the first time you've heard my doubtlessly charming and suave voice over the journals... those doors are always open to anyone at all, so don't hesitate to come any time you'd like. I mean it!

And...

[a little pause, and then something of a contented exhale. his voice is a little softer.]

...It's good to be home.

[and for those of you who feel like catching up -- or just feel like investigating the church, he'll be hanging out in there today cleaning things up and tidying a bit, humming pleasantly. feel free to harass the lanky priest sweepin' a sweep.]

[ooc: open... for ALL THE THINGS over the journal or in the church. oh my god so much tl;dr i am so sorry slkdjgsdf... and a note!!: my apologies to anyone that was still backtagging with me on lj; it's died a horrible death and won't function on my laptop sob. if there's anything you need to sort out, don't hesitate to drop me a line!!]

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I want to know what happened. What she did-- what happened to you.

I want to know everything. [AND where you are :|]

How it happened doesn't matter, does it? You should know already that when Riful doesn't get what she wants by asking, she takes it.

It matters to me, and you said you'd tell me anything I wanted to hear except for where you are.

...Okay. If you insist.

You already knew I was going there regularly. I guess she had just been biding her time... Legato found them. He can be very dedicated.

[Legato. how long had he been searching out there, to locate something -Clark- had tossed away...? it must have taken forever. Riful must truly have wanted this...

...he regrets she's no longer here, if only so he could--

nope, nope. turn the other cheek, pacifism, and all that. :E :E right, right. deep breath.]

...They forced them back onto you?

I went there...to kill her. And would you even believe how close I got, even though I was a weakling again?

I'm also...very dedicated when I want to be.

--You tried to... [KILL her?! Joshua, why...?]

My sword was right at her throat...and I thought that if I was quick enough, I could escape and dispose of her body in the Dead Zone. I honestly planned on leaving after that. I had gotten to know an Outsider, after all.

I decided it after Arthur Pendragon's death. She went back on her word by killing him. That didn't occur to you?

It doesn't matter. You left so soon after, and I had already made up my mind. Unfortunately, I really had underestimated Legato's reflexes.

[...Jesus, Joshua. Jesus Christ, you...

you didn't have to do this. do -any- of this, and now...]

You're an idiot. You know that...?

That was so-- stupid and reckless, Joshua-- [aslkdjg...]

Your faith in her humanity... was that all it took to shake it? For her to do as she always did, and you to decide that killing her all by yourself was the way to make things right? [so disappointed. but mostly... just... hurt. for him. Joshua had lost it all, ALL over again.]

It wasn't just that. She had been acting unstable during our sessions. She would say strange things, or attack me. And after Arthur's death, I decided it wasn't worth it. I knew that she was planning something terrible, and that what I was trying to do wasn't worth any more deaths.

[ One also shouldn't scoff at his admiration of historical or legendary figures. ...Okay maybe they should. ]

But, then... I should have known better. I could have called for Pharos, but I didn't. Deep down, I know I wanted my old powers back. But still I—

[ A pause. Softer. ]

I didn't ask for them.

[ughhhh. Joshua. why do you do this to him. his heart ;(

you could've gone to him while he was still there, and told him what you were thinking -- what was on your mind; after Arthur's death, he was still...

...]

And now...?

They're back... and... I have no idea where you are. She's gone; who is looking after you now...?

Looking after me? I'm not a puppy. How insulting...

You're still a child. And I don't think you deserve to be alone, either. [so where are you...?]

I'm eighteen in a few months.

[ A beat. ]

Sorry, but I can't tell you. There's even more that you missed, and as a result I'm 'on the lamb'. Right now it's just for fun, of course.

[ Well the cold wasn't so fun for so long buuut... ]

[still a child, Joshua. CHILD FOREVER--

...]

You're running? [oh man. seriously...?]

Until I figure something out that seems to have gone wrong.

[ Because knowing he randomly freezes when wanting to attack now is bad juju. And he already got defeated in battle before that was a problem, dangit. ]

I need to get even stronger, I suppose. But that's exciting. Now I have another goal.

Ah but, there's even more good news! I certainly wish I could tell you in person.

[you know he'd go and see you if you let him, asshole. ASSHOLE. dangling the carrot and all that.]

...Joshua, I don't know what's going on, but... you can't just wander out there. What are you going to do?

[ He is, he really is... And he's not actually wandering anymore, but it's better if everyone thinks he still is. ]

That's something I'm in the process of figuring out. No Aion, no Zelman, no Riful... Being used hasn't benefited me so far, even when I thought it would.

Things are different now. I'm going to have to use it to my advantage.

I would help you if you let me! Why would you subject yourself to this, instead...? [SCREAMS PULLS HAIR OUT this is his life with Joshua forever]

They're the ones hunting me. Although their interest has probably waned a bit by now, like it tends to.

Help me? You mean help me back into one of those glass cages. Not interested.

Do you think I would do that to you? [he really wouldn't. ;/]

How should I know? You helped remove my horns the first time. I haven't forgotten.

[ugh-- he suffocates a noise of frustration, resting an elbow on the desk and rubbing at his face on this end.]

...I won't argue my intentions with you. But you know that I did that with every intention of helping you, whether you agree with me or not.

I wouldn't stick you in a cage like an animal to rot. That isn't fair or just to anyone.

...Legato's there, too. I was the only one to escape.

[ And could he, maybe, feel bad about that? ...Nawwww. ]

So I'm not going to waste that chance. I won't forgive you if you lie to me. Of course, you know lying wouldn't do any good, anyway.

The only reason I forgive you is because that was my mistake. I knew you were plotting something, taunted you about it, but didn't take it seriously and prepare. If I had been prepared, your plan wouldn't have worked. Aion would have told me I deserved what I got, and that I threw away my own power. He would have been disappointed.

So... Don't expect to lull me into any false pretenses. But I do want to see you. If you make sure the church is empty and locked, I'll swing by.

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