010 + LIKE A CEDAR OF LEBANON [VIDEO]

[trenchcoatedly]

I'm sorry if my brother was rude to anyone. He can sometimes be a bit abrasive, especially given these circumstances.

Admiral, I'd like to be the supervising warden of the greenhouse.

Rasitlin, how are you feeling?

[LOCKED to LUA]

What sort of things does Richie like?

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[umgekehrt]

Cousin Ferinc liked having someone to pester, I think. Strange memories. But I get the sense he enjoyed meeting him.

[The way the malcontent reacted to the word 'angel'. Something about Kospodar, he knew who that was but what did any of it mean? But the details slip away like a dream.]

[trenchcoatedly]

Balthazar is a better conversationalist than I am.

Lj, cease failing

[umgekehrt]

I haven't got a problem with your conversational skills, and I enjoy being the only cynic in a room sometimes.

Other issues, yes, but I don't suppose that was properly his body, either.

[trenchcoatedly]

Even in the face of things I've seen it done, I still find it difficult to be cynical.

Other issues?

[umgekehrt]

It's difficult to see eye to eye with you on the subject of your host. Voluntary or not.

[But he's brought up short, thinking about it. The agents of the malcontent are called 'the body of the Saint,' having gone into a voluntary slavery. The 'body' thing is a figure of his speech, but would Ferinc hesitate if it were real?

Would Stoshi hesitate? And he loves Stoshi.]

Well, they're my issues anyway. Nevermind.

[trenchcoatedly]

I hope your Cousin did not bring up this issue with my brother if he's sensitive about it. Most angels - he included - view their vessels in a much less kind light than I.

If you want to talk, I will always listen.

[umgekehrt]

It's a religious title, 'Cousin'. We aren't related by blood. We were close; once.

And being religious in the particular way he is probably understands what your host feels about faith and sacrifice better than I can.

[trenchcoatedly]

Oh. I apologize.

Balthazar and I were, too.

[umgekehrt]

It was odd when I saw him again. After so long. He was someone else. In a very real sense, as far as legality goes.

[trenchcoatedly]

There is resurrection in your world?

[umgekehrt]

Not like the Gallifreyans do it. It's a symbolic death. Renunciation of property and name and status as free. He was called Haster when I knew him, before he elected the malcontent.

There's probably more to it. But as far as the Bench is concerned, Girag is dead. Religious exception. Cousin Ferinc is someone else entirely. Legally.

[trenchcoatedly]

Fascinating.