[don't worry, it's not one that john's holding, but it explodes in a spike of thanergetic fission that the lyctor who set it off desperately hopes is trademark enough to recognize her. she storms up toe to toe with her God with her piercing green eyes and her blonde hair flowing behind her. the hoodie she's stolen belongs to some meaningless bitch named anna, but she's filled the pockets with fragments of bone she'd stolen from the wilderness, and now she's here.]
You. Finally. [her voice could be familiar; her stature and build might be, too. it depends on how closely God pays attention to her, but she knows how difficult that sort of thing has been for him. how distant he always stays. but here she storms; this is the closest, physically, that she's been to her God in some time. she prays (to whom?) that this won't be where the closeness ends.]
You take the time to deconstruct me and you won't even say hi once I'm back in town. How typical of you.
the library
[don't worry, it's not one that john's holding, but it explodes in a spike of thanergetic fission that the lyctor who set it off desperately hopes is trademark enough to recognize her. she storms up toe to toe with her God with her piercing green eyes and her blonde hair flowing behind her. the hoodie she's stolen belongs to some meaningless bitch named anna, but she's filled the pockets with fragments of bone she'd stolen from the wilderness, and now she's here.]
You. Finally. [her voice could be familiar; her stature and build might be, too. it depends on how closely God pays attention to her, but she knows how difficult that sort of thing has been for him. how distant he always stays. but here she storms; this is the closest, physically, that she's been to her God in some time. she prays (to whom?) that this won't be where the closeness ends.]
You take the time to deconstruct me and you won't even say hi once I'm back in town. How typical of you.