soul_campaign | [april 19th, voice]

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[april 19th, voice]

[S.O.S.]

[under the blaring sound of the alert siren, rosalia's voice comes through a bit frantically, followed by one much less familiar to the network.]

N-No! No emergency! Jack's new! I'm really sorry about this!

Oh. Whoops.

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About two-thousand years and a decade or two, more precisely. [He looks thoughtful for a moment but then just shrugs.]

I am not entirely sure - I rarely pay attention to what they choose to believe.

I...wow. Sorry.

[you can say whatever you want about not minding it, but that sounds like hell to him.]

Heh.

You have a strange sense of priorities, Jack Frost. Humans are born and die all the time. Why would you want to care about what they think if they are as passing as bugs?

They're not bugs, they're important, and... Look, we only exist because of then, we exist for them, why wouldn't we want them to see us?

'We' as in you and who..?

[Because it definitely can't mean him.]

Other spirits. The Guardians.

[hell, you could even argue the same for pitch.]

Guardians of what?

[He sounds increasingly amused. Beings that would have to rely on something as fickle as the human faith seem ridiculous to him. Ridiculous, but also quite interesting.]

Childhood. We protect all the kids in the world.

'All' children? Or just 'all human children'?

Well, there aren't all these aliens and robots and gods and stuff back home, just...

[humans, and other spirits, and he's never met a spirit younger than himself.]

What about animals? Or plants? Do you not consider them alive as well? Or do they not exist in the place that you come from?

[Despite his questions the tone of his voice remains passive and pleasant.]

Of course they exist, but they're not kids. We protect wonder and hopes and dreams in children -- I don't really know how we'd do that for plants and animals.

Hmph. I hardly think that only humans are capable of hoping even though I am not the right one to speak about such sentiments.

[He thinks for a moment, torn between ending their conversation here and saying some more just because he has nothing better to do ~~and Jack already showed that he can be provoked~~.]

So you care about humans?

Yeah. Got a problem with that?

[at least he sounds braver than he actually feels, saying that.]

Not really since we are not the same. If we were I might have.

What are you talking about? Of course we're not the same.

Of course. A dream can get away with what would corrode and ruin an idea, it would seem.

[Which is his 'nice' way of expressing his idea that any god-like entity that allows itself to be corrupted by human emotions is basically destroying itself in the most humiliating and stupid manner.]

...Yyyeah, you lost me.

Hmph. I'm not surprised about that. [At this point Apollo would be screaming at him because he only ever explains what he means with his cryptic words if he feels nice and gets directly asked for it.]

What role did they give you here?

Role?

[He sighs.]

Meister or Weapon. You really are a dense one, aren't you?

Hey, how am I supposed to know? I just got here! There girl from before said there were people or machines or something that could tell me, but it's not like I managed to find any of those in the ten minutes since we got to the apartments.

You left without even figuring out that? Then you h´might have to use one of the other ways to figure out about it.

What, was I supposed to just stick around in that creepy dark room all night until someone else showed up? Rosalia was the first person I saw since I got here, and she said I should come to the apartments.

You were not expected? Their guard and attention seem to have slackened.

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