Babel

Everything I see and feel and hear--
Remember it all.

--every hurt
--every conversation
--every life form
--every end.

More than you think I do.

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stillaboyscout.livejournal.com

Everything?

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Can't shut it off
--even when I want to.

Everything--

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stillaboyscout.livejournal.com

I--

Can we fix it?

Can I help?

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No. It's

inevitable.

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What aren't you telling me?

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Over a thousand years' worth of life. I'm afraid that would be a bit long to spell out in a single sitting.

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Really?

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...yes.

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...Wow.

Did you say ANYTHING to me that was true?

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I do own a shop. I don't recall ever outright lying to you about my age. In fact, I think a good deal of the things I said to you were true.

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Do you hate me?

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I don't feel strongly enough about you one way or the other to hate you.

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designed2kill.livejournal.com

You feel funny in my head. Are you an angel?

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Hardly; If I was, I would have lost my wings long ago. I'm Species.

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designed2kill.livejournal.com

[Confused Luka is confused.]

Lose your wings? Species?

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[Sigh] It's a colloquialism, of sorts. Angels have wings. If an angel does something...morally wrong, they Fall and become human, losing their wings. It's a bit more complicated and nuanced than that, but I don't particularly feel like explaining it further. Suffice to say, were I an angel, I would have Fallen long ago.

I--the Species are a race that came before humans, where I'm from. I'm a wanderer, here.

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designed2kill.livejournal.com

Oh.

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bends-spoons.livejournal.com

Do your wings make a sound?
Sometimes I swear I can hear them
You left poison mercury dreams
Will you reveal what it means?

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pressthatbutton.livejournal.com

Well of course they do, шальная вещь, they're wings. Feathers and all, though I suppose some of us are graced with leathery ones as well, but most are feathered and really, most feathers make noise. I suppose they wouldn't if you had owl wings or some shit like that, but I wouldn't know.

And no, I won't, because that would spoil the surprise!

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killwithmymind.livejournal.com

What do I need to do to get real work in this bloody world?

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That entirely depends on your definition of 'real work'.

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killwithmymind.livejournal.com

The stuff I'm trained for, like assassinations and hacking and, hell, I'd event take bodyguarding gigs if they paid.

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From my own experience, you need to be recruited into the business. I haven't particularly paid attention to how my employers specifically pick people, though we do have a recruiter -- not that that stops the rest of us when we feel the need. I merely happened to fall out of a Rift into their hands. Of the two I've picked up, one was a similar situation.

Though I will admit that those talents, if you're good enough, are desirable.

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killwithmymind.livejournal.com

My team is the best. Was. Whatever.

So am I supposed to just commit random criminal acts until the right people notice? Cuz I hate doing freebies.

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Best is always relative.

Not necessarily. Merely running into the right people is enough. I understand our recruiter has a...knack for finding people on sight.

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bends-spoons.livejournal.com

We dance to the sound of sirens
We watch genocide to relax
We dance to the sound of sirens
We are the heroes of self-deception

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