pike | the 002nd. || voice

Skip to Main Content

Entry tags:

the 002nd. || voice

[ Much like Nigel's first post, there is only silence when the device first clicks on. Eventually, though, the young man on the other end of the connection clears his throat. His tone is politely curious. ]

I've been told that the dead do not stay dead here and in ways much more involved than the occasional curse. Which leaves me wondering, City: is there no need for undertakers here?

[ There's a pause and then Nigel adds: ] I had hoped to make myself useful.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Some people require more than simply interesting.

What do you require?

Purpose. Meaning. [ A pause. ] Destiny.

Destiny is there whether you require it or not, Nigel.

Most people can't be bothered to believe in destiny anymore.

I believe in structure.

I believe that everything has a purpose.

That is enough, for destiny's sake.

[ He's quiet for a long time. ]

And what's your purpose, Saya?

I balance.

[ Ah yes, that word again. ]

So you keep telling me.

Because that's what it is.

One day am I going to learn what that means?

Maybe.

I look forward to the possibility.

I'm sure you won't wait long, if I'm right about you.

And what exactly do I have to do in order to prove you right?

It's the telling part I won't do.

You'll do it, or you won't.

If it's meant to be. Then I will.

Then we're agreed.

Knock on my door later.

I'll see to your stitches.

Thank you, Nigel.

You're welcome, Saya.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only