It's how we Prometheans are made. [ There is weight and weary in Brig's voice as he said it. ]
There are many different ways really, depending on the lineage. But generally, we patch or piece together a body from objects [ sometimes parts of a dead body but Brig's leaving that out for now. He's not comfortable with that himself ] and try to summon the Divine Fire into it. [ A pregnant pause. ] It doesn't always turn out as planned.
A Pandoran is made instead of a Promethean. [ A drag of his cigarette before he unslings Gintoki from his back ]
And usually they don't turn out like Gintoki here, Sadaharu, or the Pandoran I saved for my Zangyaku initiation. Usually they're the Heartless from Kingdom Hearts on Stephen King steroids.
[ Yeah, it came to mind that a videogame description may help explain what Pandorans are. ]
[ He thinks of the many Pandorans he's had to dispatch in the past. Some of the tougher ones even got to take small chunks off of him before he'd behead them. ]
Yeah. Hungry beasties more animal than human. But the scarier ones are the ones who do think like humans.
[ A sigh as he thinks of all the Sublimati he's encountered in the past. The ones in the Blood Mask's forces in the War. The ones he encountered in the years after. What was the easiest way to describe what they were ]
Some of them inspired urban legends or myth. Others fashioned themselves after them. [ A drag of his cigarette ] Think the Boogieman from The Real Ghosbuters, Speilberg's the It, or Freddie Kreuger. [ A beat ] On supernatural steroids.
I dislike them. [ But as he says so, Brig hefts Gintoki off his back ] But this guy, Sadaharu, and the Pandoran I met during my Zangyaku initiation, remind me that it isn't what we are that defines us. [ He looks at Kaz with that optimistic thoughtful look of his ] It's who we choose to be.
[ Brig pulls this little one he considers Brother close, an arm over his shoulder, hoping it'll comfort him. ]
Keep choosing to live. Like you always have. [ Brig says that softly. And keeps silent after. Sometimes, there were no other words. And all you could do was stand beside a Battle-Brother. ]
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ktotheatothez) wrote2014-04-10 05:26 am
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[ Curious Kaz is curious. ]
How would that work?
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There are many different ways really, depending on the lineage. But generally, we patch or piece together a body from objects [ sometimes parts of a dead body but Brig's leaving that out for now. He's not comfortable with that himself ] and try to summon the Divine Fire into it. [ A pregnant pause. ] It doesn't always turn out as planned.
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What happens when a Creation fails?
[ Admittedly, Kaz hasn't read up on Created. ]
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And usually they don't turn out like Gintoki here, Sadaharu, or the Pandoran I saved for my Zangyaku initiation. Usually they're the Heartless from Kingdom Hearts on Stephen King steroids.
[ Yeah, it came to mind that a videogame description may help explain what Pandorans are. ]
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Yeah. Hungry beasties more animal than human. But the scarier ones are the ones who do think like humans.
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[ He's curious now. ]
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Some of them inspired urban legends or myth. Others fashioned themselves after them. [ A drag of his cigarette ] Think the Boogieman from The Real Ghosbuters, Speilberg's the It, or Freddie Kreuger. [ A beat ] On supernatural steroids.
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That's... Frightening.
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[ He's looking out at the city now. ]
I'm choosing to live for it. Life, kids someday. Being our Battle Cleric. 'Cause what else can happen now? I died... I died.
[ He trails off at that because he's processing the fact of his death, what it means to be alive again. His Second Breath. ]
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Keep choosing to live. Like you always have. [ Brig says that softly. And keeps silent after. Sometimes, there were no other words. And all you could do was stand beside a Battle-Brother. ]
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[ Brig's easy affections have often been something that helped Kaz steady himself. ]
We should head back soon before they start to wonder where we are.