alittlehinky: (anxiety)
Cricket Pate ([personal profile] alittlehinky) wrote 2022-03-16 07:12 pm (UTC)

Cricket's already died once, and been close another time or two. There's a point at which you start to realize you can't direct the world to treat you gently; all you can do is watch what comes your way with open eyes, and maybe respond to it, if you can.

He sobers a little when Moloch talks about his presence never changing, nodding. He's a perfectly mundane human, save for the marks his prior divine encounters have left upon him, but he can feel the heaviness and pain. It reminds him of things he didn't like experiencing, but that ain't the angel's fault. Sometimes things just hurt because that's the way they are.

"I'm mostly the same as any human. Put me in the dark and I might be scared, too, but Winter was good to me once."

It seems like Cricket is fortunate once again in addressing a dangerous entity in a way that makes them disinclined to harm him. He is clearly riveted by the angel's story, though, eyes wide. "It was you in the Labyrinth? You must have so many stories..."

Probably terrible stories, dark tales of torture and human sacrifice. But like Joshua, on a far greater and darker cosmic scale, Moloch does not appear to have asked to be what he is.

"I'm sorry God did that to you," he says, a slight whisper, because he was, after all, raised Christian. The fact that he's about to marry a genderfluid pagan chaos god means he's probably a lost cause as far as the Church is concerned, though. The multiverse is bigger and wilder than the cosmology he was taught as a child.

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