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[aslandish]

Life is balance.

From the deepest darkness, a world of light was brought forth -- sometimes with words, at other times with song -- and since that moment, the forces of both Light and Darkness have clashed in various times and places.

In the midst of such trials, there are times we lose sight of that which is most precious.

I would encourage you all to cleave to that which you hold dear and remember the purpose for which you stand.

[Action]

[ Disturbed as he rarely is, Aslan wanders the decaying streets, clearing particularly infested areas of the creatures that roam the Darkness. His inner light repels the city's miasma, a golden beacon that illuminates the night.

Any who dare to venture out into the Darkness are welcome to join him at any time. ]


[ooc: Permissions post is here! As always, anyone with the ability to sense who and what he is, feel free to do so! Also, for those of you who want to run into Aslan, just list the Sector and general time in the subject line! ]

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[therightchoice]

What brought this on?

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[aslandish]

[ Oh, Jesse. If you only knew. ]

A great many things.

[matri]

The purpose for which we stand...

[Musing. Such a trite little Lion, aren't you. She knows exactly what she stands for, now.]

[aslandish]

[ There's a low rumble to his voice when he answers her -- a tone rarely used. ]

Indeed.

[ Trite or not, it's in your best interests not to rub his fur the wrong way. ]

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[mulletrock]

Do you always spew motivational crap this late at night?

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[aslandish]

[ A feral howl sounds in the distance; he's out in the Darkness tonight, and apparently not alone. ]

There are times I wait for morning.

[walkstheearth]

That sounds...Actually really foreboding.

What trials are you talking about?

[aslandish]

Life brings an assortment all its own.

Here, in this place, there is a delicate balance that ought not be disrupted.

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[freeholding]

[John is reminded of the sermons of his youth.]

At Siren's Port today in this fateful hour... Unfortunately some of our purposes are far away now.

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[aslandish]

[ Fitting, perhaps, given the speaker. ]

A purpose is often found, not given.

Without perspective, identity can be lost in its folds.

[voice, will probably be action later?]

[laurice]

...

Yeah. I will. [Larry nods once.] I've stood for it for months now. And that's pretty long.

[voice, action is good! o9]

[aslandish]

I know.

[ His tone softens. ]

The road has been difficult for many.

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[hikari_no_kundou]

[Aslan's presence does not go unnoticed on the network; Eraqus pauses mid-preparation for yet another night out in the Darkness to listen.

He turns, gaze turning unerringly towards the rear of the house. Where, outside, three keys still rose from the earth (two carved of wood, one forged from metal and light), untouched since their discovery.]


[Respectfully, if quietly.] This world's idea of balance might be considered...profoundly subjective, My Lord. [Particularly when it came to loss.]

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[aslandish]

I know.

[ Save for a short trip home, he's been here for two years. He understands this place well, its patterns and its cruelties. He's seen many passings in his long years, but the pang of loss never truly diminishes. ]

This world has little to offer in the way of kindness.

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[servingfather]

[Seeing as how sleep is unnecessary for angels he's awake to hear this Michael seeks out the lion. He waits until very early in the morning, before the Darkness takes its leave for the day. Between Eve and Castiel, Michael waits until Aslan is as far away from the both of them as possible, not because he's frightened of either of them but simply because he needs to get away but it's impossible on this island. He looks much like he did before he left Siren's Port, though something has changed about him, especially after all of the good progress he made last time around.]

What if the purpose for which you stand seems impossible?

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[aslandish]

[ Sector Seven.

It has long since been a refuge for him, a place where he could come and remain in his given form without the scrutiny of others. Though he has been known to take on different appearances from time to time, this is the most fitting.

He's been out and about in the Darkness tonight, restless in ways he rarely is. Now, he rests at its heart -- a wooded area that still carries a breath of life.

He tilts his head in response to Michael's arrival, aware of the other's return though they had not spoken in some time.

The answer he gives is solemn. ]

Stand regardless.

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[servingmichael]

[Someone is still clinging tightly to whatever space his brother occupies mostly, but he's curious about the Lion - and so slides off a little to talk without Michael overhearing immediately.]

And if that purpose ceases to be?

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[aslandish]

Another can be found.

*action | late night | sector 10

[magnetic_magpie]

[It's been a rough few months and even his joy over Michael's return is anchored in sadness, because Lucifer isn't back. And faced with having lost so many over the last two years, on top of Genosha, still so recent...he's hurting and being a little careless.

Castiel's return hurts too. He misses someone he considered a friend, someone he would still like to consider a friend, and he'd driven out into the Darkness more to fight something.

It's not really helping.

So it's late when he sees that light, and he draws towards it, still baring a black eye and bandaged and gloved left hand from a bad cut that still stitched shut. An earlier mishap.]

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[aslandish]

[ And he is there.

One might almost think he was waiting to be found, judging by his stance. A roped dog is pinned beneath one great paw, hissing and spitting at the Lion as it thrashes about.

Eventually he lets it go, watching as it scampers, as if burned, into the night.

He looks at the other solemnly...and waits. ]

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[ibreakrules]

[Frau isn't even trying not to laugh. He can't help it. What Aslan had to say wasn't even the cause of it, really. Instead, it was what had come to Frau after the words.]

Damn, the Archbishop would love you. I'm sure everyone else at the church at home would vote to have you take my place too.

[Yes, Frau does find this whole thing comical. It's not like it's ever bothered him that nobody thinks he's a good bishop.]

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[aslandish]

There are some who would not.

[ As many as there have been who have accepted him and his counsel, there are just as many if not more who have not. ]

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[his_own_will]

Eh... But what if you can't fulfill your purpose any more? I'm a little stuck here in this city.

[ although in truthfulness, he's no longer sure what that purpose is really supposed to be. Jack, Yura, Glen. They were all getting mixed up and jumbled in his head. Maybe it was better here in Sirens Pull then back home. He had more time to think, here. ]

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[aslandish]

Another can be found.

[sees_light]

What if you can not reach what is precious? [This is an honest question. He's... considering.]

[aslandish]

What is it that prevents you?