[Twitch. Mm, no he hasn't missed that. Izzy takes a moment, huffs as if he is so hard done by that he might have to turn around, decides to actually not turn around, and taps the bottle he's holding in his right hand against his leg in thought.
Well, that depends, doesn't it? On what you do with it.
"Beyond caste, creed, family or lineage. That which is without name and form, beyond merit and demerit. That which is beyond space, time and sense-objects... You are that, God himself. Meditate this within yourself."
[He should scoff because that is the most insane load of absolute horseshit he has ever heard. But, he does have some manners, and bites his tongue for a moment.]
Helpful as always, Captain.
[Sarcasm abounds. He takes a drink from his bottle, pauses, and then offers to share.]
Got anything fun to tell me, then? What's the gossip since I've been away?
[gives the bottle a momentary disdainful look, then continues on.]
I don't pay attention to that sort of thing. If you want to know about other passengers' personal lives, you're much better off asking Friday. [shrugs] Ava married. That's all I know about.
[Sneer! Fuck you. Congrats you have the saddest, campest, littlest wet diva meow meow in the multiverse on your bridge. Who likes you for..some self deprecating reason we aren’t discussing.]
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He did come here for a reason after all.]
Why did you do it?
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Wishful thinking, then.
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[Common, he means. Call it a chip on his shoulder or something.]
Tell me, Captain. What ever happened to that contract between us..?
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[a brief laugh]
What about it? Do you honestly think you're any more capable of handling me now than you were before your death.
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[Maybe! (Izzy ur drunk)
Snort.
Handle huh, don’t flirt. ]
I was gonna give it to you. I’m not much for keeping men if I don’t have to and there’s no point in controlling anything. I don’t fuckin’ care.
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then, a grin.]
Well. Looks like you managed to escape samsara after all, didn't you.
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[draws a circle in the air, inching along with each word.]
Birth. Life. Death. Birth. Life. Death. Until you reach enlightenment, [his finger veers off course] whatever that may mean. And the cycle is broken.
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But ok say he did. He fought Sam Sarah and all he got was this lousy tee shirt or what.]
..so. So what happens then?
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"Beyond caste, creed, family or lineage. That which is without name and form, beyond merit and demerit. That which is beyond space, time and sense-objects... You are that, God himself. Meditate this within yourself."
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Helpful as always, Captain.
[Sarcasm abounds. He takes a drink from his bottle, pauses, and then offers to share.]
Got anything fun to tell me, then? What's the gossip since I've been away?
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I don't pay attention to that sort of thing. If you want to know about other passengers' personal lives, you're much better off asking Friday. [shrugs] Ava married. That's all I know about.
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You care so little for your dolls.
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[Coy? Are we being coy now Mr Hands?]
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[gay little jazz hand flutter]
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