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[6am]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PHIL CONNORS. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 020.22.473.65 *** goodweather has joined 020.22.473.65 <goodweather> You have reached the chatroom of Ryslig's favorite weatherman, Phil Connors <goodweather> If you're contacting me for business deals offer me a price first <goodweather> But if you're looking for a more "fun" time, I'm all ears. ;)

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<PasUnPolicier>

[inseine]

[Javert doesn't answer why.]

So it is power you want? She is capable of granting that in abundance, yes.

What will you do with it, if you achieve Her good graces?

<goodweather>

[6am]

Have fun with it, I guess. Maybe cause some lighthearted mischief. It's been awhile since I robbed a bank.

You still haven't answered my question, for the record.

<PasUnPolicier>

[inseine]

[The pause is lengthier before Javert replies again. He's mulling it all over, frowning at the simplicity of it all.

It annoys him. As does everything revolving around Reverie. He has a hard time grasping a life full of simple, visceral pleasures, free of heavy guilt or misery.]

Fine.

I come to remind you that Monsters are our people, and it is far better to start thinking of humans as something else. They do not see us as their own, and there is little reason for us to lump them into our society. We are separate.

You shall have your carefree existence at Reverie's side. That is compatible with Madame Fog's sensibilities. You need not delve deeper than that.

If you accept this fact, that humans keep to their place. The sooner, the better. It is healthier this way for us all.

[This... is a little strange.

If Phil is paying enough attention, he might notice that this is much more of an imploring tone than Javert is known for. Priest Javert, a vampire notorious for his commanding, authoritative presence, barking orders and sparing no thought for niceties.

This sounds almost like advice to help Phil achieve what he's looking for.]

<goodweather>

[6am]

[A part of him wants to point out that his current job has him actively working alongside humans, and that he didn't really like the idea of quitting a job he actually enjoyed doing for once just because monsters kept killing them and publicizing it. But at the same time... he does definitely notice that shift in tone. He's not sure why Javert's suddenly being so nice to him when Phil goes out of his way to bully him.

Not unjustifiably, in his mind, but this situation was weirding him out.]

Look, I know how tricky this whole situation is. It would be stupid for me to say we should just all hold hands with humans and sing kumbaya until all our problems are solved. It's just

[There's a pause. He doesn't want to tell Javert too many details but, well. What's the worst that could happen.]

I don't know, after so long I just want some semblance of normalcy.

<PasUnPolicier>

[inseine]

That is relative. When you grow numb to the peninsula's eccentricities, it will surely feel as normal as your previous life. It is only a matter of time!

And be you at ease, will you? You shan't be harmed in Her town, barring severe circumstances. It will do your head good to come to Dyster more often!

<goodweather>

[6am]

I just hope you don't mean the "normal" I had to deal with past who the fuck knows how long

[Blah blah blah endless timeloop everyone knows the story already.]

I'll admit I'm not sure why you care what happens to me, but I'll think about it.

[Truthfully, Phil stays far away from Dyster. It wasn't due to any personal issues with Fog herself, but he hated small towns with a burning passion. He couldn't imagine willingly going to one again, god alignment or otherwise.]