And I feel fine

[doomsdisco]

[That's strange. You could've sworn you were alone, but you're getting that distinct tingling feeling that someone is nearby.

After a double take or two you finally spot the culprit: a little girl, looking up at you with a soft smile.]

If the world were to end in six days, what would you like to do?

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[mrlivingskull]

...The most obvious answer t'that one'd be 'get the hell outta Dodge.'

[doomsdisco]

I'm sorry, but this is something you can't run from.

[mrlivingskull]

You don't know what kinda man I am, then.

[Despite the words, he doesn't sound smug or particularly self-assured. He's conveying the feeling of a statement of fact, but a mild and unimportant one - as though they were discussing simple trivia.]

[doomsdisco]

[Alright, you have her curious.]

What kind of man are you?

[mrlivingskull]

I'm a different man. I see different, I do different...it ain't the same setta rules for me.

[doomsdisco]

As long as you're here, I'm afraid your fate won't be any different than everyone else's.

And it was my understanding that no one could leave this place by choice.

[She sounds genuinely intrigued.]

[mrlivingskull]

[softly]

Like I said. Different set a' rules.

[doomsdisco]

Could you explain them to me? Your rules.

[mrlivingskull]

[The mask hides it, but there's an ironic smile here. "Your rules." Funny; that almost implies he consciously set them. To an extent he did choose them...]

...I ain't like my fellow man. I breathe like him, I bleed like him, but I stand apart from 'im. I guess you could say...


[Hold up. This's a stranger; not necessarily someone he can trust this stuff to. And what's more...]

Actually, now, what's this here about the world dyin' in six days? You ain't startin' somethin', are ya, little lady?

[doomsdisco]

No, I'm not starting anything at all. I've only been sent down here to give this warning and to offer comfort to those who want it.

[mrlivingskull]

[With some irony, it's right about now that Livingston's coming to the same conclusion as Harper up there. Everything here's setting up to be a PV case.]

[And that realization relaxes him considerably. Right now, he won't take her warning quite as seriously, but he still wants to find out more - as much for his own curiosity as anything.]

Sent down by who? You an agent a' heaven, or somethin' a little darker?

[doomsdisco]

Of heaven, yes. I'm an angel meant to spread happiness to mankind in its final days.

[mrlivingskull]

[Still masked, of course, but this's going on behind it.]

Now that's a big job. Got anyone helpin' y'out?

[doomsdisco]

No, it's only me. Don't worry, I may look small, but I can get an awful lot done when I set my mind to it!

[mrlivingskull]

[nod] I believe ya. Size don't always mean somethin' when it comes to power.

[doomsdisco]

Mm. And I've set my mind to fulfilling my purpose and helping man achieve what happiness it can in the time that has been given.

Is there anything I can do to help you, different as you are?

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[mrlivingskull]

[Protection.]

[...]

[...That was an odd instinct. But telling her the truth behind it would mean conveying secret fears to a stranger. He's not quite ready for that.]

[mrlivingskull]

What couldja do?

[doomsdisco]

A lot of things. I could take you to see someone you want to speak with one last time, or bring you to a place you've always wanted to see or help you do something you've always wanted to do.

Or, if all you want is company, I can provide that as well.

[mrlivingskull]

Those're some big some promises.

...Could ya really go anywhere? Do anything?

[doomsdisco]

Anywhere here, yes. I'm afraid the only thing I can't do is take you outside this world.

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[mrlivingskull]

[...]

And then I just now notice I typoed an extra "some" in my previous reply, too. Argh. x_x

[mrlivingskull]

Well now, that's mighty sweet a' ya...but goin' anywhere here ain't a problem fer me.

p-pfffft I didn't even notice, no worries

[doomsdisco]

It isn't a problem for anyone, I would imagine. But if anyone wanted me to walk with them, or help explain the situation to someone else, that is something I can do.

Or if they wanted to fly there, I suppose. That's a common wish.

Thanks. =D /2

[mrlivingskull]

'm sure it is. The earthbound always wanna fly. Human bein's - well, those on Earth anyhow, they-- they look at the sky, out there...an' they see the wonder of it. They see the possibility.

They see the other side of a dream.

But what they don't see is...what's beyond the sky...ain't nothin' but what's beyond the sky. Sure, there's a lot out there, but, what's there...well, that all depends on yer sky. Where ya start out from.

An' some of us, I guess...were just lucky enough t'be born under different skies. Sometimes I feel sorry for them Earth folks.