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AUGUR: IC CONTACT
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 I am the Augur. Ask and you shall receive my ̷a̶u̴s̴p̴i̶c̷i̸e̸s̴.̵ N A V I G A T I O N |
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I am the Augur. Ask and you shall receive my ̷a̶u̴s̴p̴i̶c̷i̸e̸s̴.̵ N A V I G A T I O N |
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But what is dying?
Are you dying?
Rage, rage, against salvation.
Who is selfish when salvation is at stake?
The one who saves or the one who rages?
Embrace yourself and embrace the light.
The Signs have designed.
All can be clear.
All can understand.
Look beyond your rage manifest.
Embrace and you, too, will know.
[Something shifts, something changes. The world around him is not what it once was. Something has been added. Should he look into his hand, Angelo will find a small pink pill. Staring at it he might even feel a light draw to the pill. As if a word is whispered softly into his ear. Embrace.]
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angelo isn't a human. not quite. but even as a newtype, none of his senses are keen enough to be working against a machine (a machine?) that barely talks in intelligible sentences. right now he's parsing them based on what makes sense, and the thing that does -- which shouldn't -- is the fact that he is drawn to this pill.
why? embrace what? this isn't the red comet. this isn't the ideals of neo zeon made into a convenient mask that's telling him this is everything, lieutenant. it does not speak to him as one would to a rose and being tended to with violence and a powerful will to become hope, which really is just another word for destruction. a red comet.
but he is drawn to it. it makes no sense.
angelo, entranced, stares at his palm and hears the word but doesn't quite hear it and asks -- ]
What is this? [ bitch this isn't Captain ]
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Heart full of rage.
But can you know what you are raging?
Is rage worth loss of salvation?
Stagnation?
Embrace.
The Signs have manifest.
Waters run, snow falls.
Wind blows, moon calls.
When you are ready,
Embrace.
The chill of knowledge upon thee.
[The choice need not be made now. The pill will not disappear, though when he looks at it he will feel lured towards it. Enticed, though he does not know why.
Should he choose to take it, Angelo will find himself overcome with a sense of calm and ease. Thing will make more sense to him, his purpose more defined as a savior of this world. He will understand his role and take comfort it fulfilling it. So much comfort that he may even immediately seek someone to help him complete one of his Auspices.
The effect will last for twelve hours.]
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that being said he will pocket this little gift, irritated. ]
One more thing.
Those monsters from the sea. Why have they come?
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All things go.
Life begets life begets death with no end.
All beings seek salvation.
Or do all beings seek an end?
Only the Signs may know.
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.... so all of this restoration that we are doing, there is an 'opposite' to it?
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Equal and opposite.
As things begin, they end,
and begin again.
Embrace the beginnings.
Embrace the Signs of salvation.
To Embrace is to Know.
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is to define existence.
How does one define Living?
Too vast and too narrow,
manifesting to all as their own.
Cut to the heart of Being.
What does salvation entail?
It is as the Signs design.
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That doesn't explain why all this effort is tied to sex. And lots of it. In a bingo card, none less.
I'll grant the damn card is some form of humour, and maybe I am being too generous at that, but why the sex?
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So do I read them.
From the sky;
From the birds;
From the dance;
From the animals;
From portents.
All such things did conspire to bring you here,
To bring life back to the world of Erku.
Embrace the Signs.
Embrace Life.
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he turns sharply on his heel and walks away, annoyed, distressed. ]