IC Contact

[neverdied]

"Yeah?"

(All forms of ic contact accepted here.)

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voice;

[neverdied]

Oh. Lucky you. Best part of having a kid is when they're not there.

voice;

[halfblaked]

[ Good thing it's voice, so Jack can't see his raised eyebrow or half-smirk. ]

Oh, I don't know about that. I miss my boy a great deal.

voice;

[neverdied]

I wouldn't. Not if he listened to auto tune.

[Or just in general, because kids are the worst.]

voice;

[halfblaked]

You...aren't a parent, are you? Most aren't quite so cold.

[ SAYS THE GUY WHO LITERALLY CHOPPED HIS SON'S HEAD OFF BUT GO OFF I GUESS ]

Re: voice;

[neverdied]

[You've not been a true parent until you've murdered at least one of your kids, as far as Jack's concerned.]

I am. Multiple times. Too many times.

[And he doesn't sound filled with paternal joy about it either.]

voice;

[halfblaked]

Really? [ More an exclamation than a question. ]

They aren't that bad! What could your children have done to give you such low opinions of them?

voice;

[neverdied]

Exist. Be a burden. You honestly enjoy having them around?

voice;

[halfblaked]

[ God he's right. He's so fucking right that it pains David. ]

Mm, you are...perhaps, not entirely incorrect about that. Do you...hate your children?

voice;

[neverdied]

[You're welcome.]

They're all dead. All but one.

[That doesn't really answer the question but it's worth pointing out.]

voice;

[halfblaked]

Mm, was it... a disease?

voice;

[neverdied]

Sometimes. Sometimes natural causes. Sometimes war. Accidents. Sacrifice. All sorts.

voice;

[halfblaked]

[ He might be settling on the most eclectic of them all. ]

You had children that were sacrificed? In this day and age?

voice;

[neverdied]

Not in this day and age, no. Who sacrifices kids now?

[Like, if you have any contacts, plz give them to him, he'd be all for it.]

voice;

[halfblaked]

[ David Blake, PhD. ]

I couldn't tell you. Erm, when were they...sacrificed?

voice;

[neverdied]

Hn. [Thoughtful pause. Excuse him as he scans through a crap load of memories.]

Several millennia ago, probably. Pity it's not still practised.

voice;

[halfblaked]

Oh.

[ Wait for it.

Wait for it. ]

Wait, were you alive then? As you are now? How -- ?

voice;

[neverdied]

[ETERNAL SIGHING.]

I don't die. I'm old. It's not a big deal.

voice;

[halfblaked]

Ah.

I see.

How interesting.

[ A long pause. ] Did you ever sacrifice any of your children? For that ability?

voice;

[neverdied]

Sacrifice children to live forever? No. Definitely not.

[Kind of the opposite honestly.]

I'd sacrifice more to die though.

voice;

[halfblaked]

Yeah?

Is it that bad? Living so long? I've never even been able to entertain the idea.

Re: voice;

[neverdied]

It’s difficult for a basic human to understand- [You so basic, yo.] -but yeah, it’s a long time. And no it’s not fun.

voice;

[halfblaked]

Mm, so I would suspect.

Does it get tiresome? I...imagine it would be, dealing with young, brash humans all the time.

voice;

[neverdied]

Humans are tiresome, yes. [Not just the young, brash ones.] Why else would God be killing them off every few centuries?

voice;

[halfblaked]

Oh? Does he?

I'm afraid my world is a touch more pagan than yours, then.

voice;

[neverdied]

Lucky. I guess you've seen we've got a few of them hanging around here?