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text;

[majestyofthethrone]

you're being careful, right? can you be more careful? i need you to be careful.

voice;

[coarse]

Always.

[It's a dry answer, for reasons that shouldn't concern her.]

I don't have to tell you the same, do I?

text;

[majestyofthethrone]

My name isn't on the list.

voice;

[coarse]

Can't say that changes much for me.

text;

[majestyofthethrone]

I'm careful.

I got some sleep.

[coarse]

Yeah? That's good.

How are you feeling?

[majestyofthethrone]

Less afraid.

[That's practically code for "better"]

[coarse]

And the nightmares?

[majestyofthethrone]

I always have nightmares.

[coarse]

[Bonnie would have the solution for that. Maybe.]

There's nothing you can do?

[majestyofthethrone]

I can wake up.

[coarse]

You can't stay awake forever.

[majestyofthethrone]

I can't. At some point I'll have to face the nightmares again.

[coarse]

Someone should be able to help you.

[majestyofthethrone]

No. These nightmares, they're the war of creation.

[coarse]

[There's a deliberate pause, checking the text over and over, making sure he's reading it right.]

'War of creation'?

[majestyofthethrone]

Yes.

Bass. I see things.

[coarse]

You told me about the demons.

[majestyofthethrone]

I dream about them.

[coarse]

[Pause.]

Why do you think that is?

[majestyofthethrone]

Because I'm the Throne of God.

[coarse]

[Silence.]

I don't know what that means.

[majestyofthethrone]

There was a war, and the demons raided Heaven. The Throne was in danger - whoever occupied it controlled creation.

So they hid it in a soul.

[coarse]

... What happened to God?

[majestyofthethrone]

I don't know. But when the war ended, he came to the Throne.

[coarse]

[This is something he can't say he understands - not entirely - and assuming what she leaves unsaid doesn't seem like the wisest option. He wants to know more, provided it's true, but in the matters of wisdom, giving away this information on the network does not strike him as safe.]

Sera?

[majestyofthethrone]

Yes?

[coarse]

I don't think this is something you should be talking about over the communicators.

[majestyofthethrone]

Next time I see you, then.

[coarse]

[A slight beat,] Yeah.

Do you need anything?

[majestyofthethrone]

Just be careful. Promise.

[coarse]

Didn't I already?

[majestyofthethrone]

Probably.

[coarse]

[Lightly enough:]

I don't like to make a lot of promises.

[majestyofthethrone]

I can't protect you. I don't have that ability.

[coarse]

I wouldn't ask you to.

[majestyofthethrone]

But I want to.

[coarse]

You'll just have to think of something else.

[Stop worrying, Seraaa.]

[majestyofthethrone]

Like what?

[coarse]

Can't do that for you.

text;

[majestyofthethrone]

Are you still here?

( not here )

[coarse]

[SORRY BABY GIRL. He's a bit too crazy to reply any time soon.]