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“Welcome… Can I help you?”

“Cecil! Its so good to see you! Its been what, twenty seconds? Thats a long time!” Kevin gushed, grinning from ear to ear.

“Ugh.”Cecil was beyond done with his double, who it seemed was around ever corner today. “I think your concept of time needs some work.”

#;War #ic #nightvalemessiah

“What? Are we using mortal time now? It still has not been long, Death. Don’t be like that.” Kevin frowned, crossing his arms.

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“Welcome… Can I help you?”

#nightvalemessiah #ic #;War

“Cecil! Its so good to see you! Its been what, twenty seconds? Thats a long time!” Kevin gushed, grinning from ear to ear.

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Cecil spared him no words after that, despite him having the same name as War. He moved over to the body, staring calmly before lifting the soul from it and whispering a few comforting words before sending it off to wherever it would go. “You just look like someone I….know.”

Oh~? [ His hands drop, his smile widens just a tad as he hears the last breath leave the body. Another intern. Gone. Shame. He’ll have to hire another soon. But, that was for another time. Now, there was the matter of this being before him. ] And who would that be?

#(I am glad to make it!#Though I have not had a chance to use Kevin or Dana yet)#ic #extralevelofkindness

“He’s some pest.” quite like this person seemed to be already. Cecil was ready to leave, but he felt he needed to deal with this guy who looked so much like Kevin did, it was important.

“-but of course we’re selfish. Should other creatures talk, I’m sure they’d inquire about their own kind as well, no~?” Fingers came to an abrupt halt, that pen remaining in his firm grasp.

“Though it seems that I’m not losing my mind in that this place itself is rather.. odd, to put it politely.”

“Other creatures can talk, just not in the fancy way you do. You all are just blind to the inner mechanisms of other creatures- how they mate, live, interact, fall ill, die.”

“No, this place has always been odd, I do not enjoy coming here.” the being replied, looking around.

“And that’s where my research comes in, to understand the physiology of beings. I’m a scientist, after all~”

Leisurely tucking the pen back into his pocket, he joined the other with that quick glance around themselves. “May I inquire as to what makes this place so dreadful to yourself, or your kind?”

“Science is important, its a challenge and I love it.” he explained, still looking around curiously.

“It is just different, it does not follow the norms of the rest of Creation. Creatures that usually do not interact with humans flock here- and the dead don’t always die.”

“-but of course we’re selfish. Should other creatures talk, I’m sure they’d inquire about their own kind as well, no~?” Fingers came to an abrupt halt, that pen remaining in his firm grasp.

“Though it seems that I’m not losing my mind in that this place itself is rather.. odd, to put it politely.”

“Other creatures can talk, just not in the fancy way you do. You all are just blind to the inner mechanisms of other creatures- how they mate, live, interact, fall ill, die.”

“No, this place has always been odd, I do not enjoy coming here.” the being replied, looking around.

#corruptedcarlos #ic

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“Why are you here Wa- Wait, who are you?” Cecil frowned, glaring. How could this human see him?

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I’m Kevin. [ He beams, putting up his hands to indicate his peaceful attitude towards the other. Though, perhaps that intent was marred by the drips of blood coming off his hands. ] What a shame, isn’t it? [ He says, tipping his head towards the still-warm body beside him. ]

#extralevelofkindness #ic #(I know I love the idea so much :D)#;Death

Cecil spared him no words after that, despite him having the same name as War. He moved over to the body, staring calmly before lifting the soul from it and whispering a few comforting words before sending it off to wherever it would go. “You just look like someone I....know.”

“How intriguing,” Carlos continued, looking the other over as before. “You’re interesting simply because you’re not human - or at least, you hardly possess the criteria for a living being. Can’t say I’ve enjoyed another of your kind~”

“You can’t enjoy our kind, we aren’t things that are enjoyed. If anything you suffer our kind.” he replied, as plain as could be. He gripped his arm as it twitched again, sighing softly. It did not hurt, it was just how his body worked, taking on the appearance of the illnesses.

“Four beings that promote the suffering of mankind; nearly seems like something out of a storybook.”

Drawing both hands from his pockets, one held onto a pen. Idly twirling it in his fingertips, Carlos couldn’t help but chuckle. “Though in all honesty I really shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve encountered a number of strange happenings amongst here~”

#(Pfft Oh well it still works?)#corruptedcarlos #ic #;Pestilence

“Its what we were created to do, and its all creatures, not just mankind. Mankind is selfish like that, always seeing it about themselves.”

Pestilence stared at the pen in silence for a moment before returning his gaze to the male in front of him. “This place is odd, even for my kind. There are many creatures that flock here, its one of Creations more different points for sure.”

“How intriguing,” Carlos continued, looking the other over as before. “You’re interesting simply because you’re not human - or at least, you hardly possess the criteria for a living being. Can’t say I’ve enjoyed another of your kind~”

“You can’t enjoy our kind, we aren’t things that are enjoyed. If anything you suffer our kind.” he replied, as plain as could be. He gripped his arm as it twitched again, sighing softly. It did not hurt, it was just how his body worked, taking on the appearance of the illnesses.

“So there’s more of you-” he uttered, dropping his folded arms. Instead, he slipped them into his pockets, unable to help but briefly rock back against his heels.

“Once I think I’ve seen everything in this hellhole, I’m always proven wrong all over again~”

“There are more of us, yes, but not a lot in your terms. In our terms there are more than enough.”

He had no idea what the male was talking about, and he didn’t see it as important. He had already done his job here and should have moved on- but the conversation was interesting him.

“Your choice of words intrigue me. Dare I inquire further upon you and your lot?” the scientist added, hands still residing in his pockets.

“Obviously I’m not upon the same page as yourself. Though your speech regarding time catches my interest, especially after discovering how time seems to move about on its own terms here~”

“Time is measured differently by us, and there are four of us. Creation made us to....keep a balance.”

More like to bring about the end of everything and kill a few humans in the stretch of time between their existence and the end. “I do not see what is interesting you so much though.”

Well, how do you guys not get bored, doing variations of the same thing since Creation's beginning? Especially you, Famine. The means of War and Pestilence evolve and so Death also evolves, but Famine is pretty stagnant. I suppose that's what I meant.

“Its the natural order, its just what I do. Also I am going to correct you- Death never evolves. Death is always Death, collecting lives and sending them onwards. Yes War and Pestilence evolve- each creative different chaos, but I evolve in a way too. Just not as noticeable. Species die and that creates more Famine, it just happens. I’m not bored with it because its how I exist, its why I exist.” Dana explained, shrugging.

“I admit, I’m unsure of how it came to be as well,” Carlos added, his fingers coming to a halt.

“-what’s this about Cecil? Is he also a, ah, being similar to yourself?”

“I guess you could say that, yes we are.”

Carlos saw no harm in telling the human, they were beings of Creation- he was maybe a bit arrogant. Plus he could just give the man some deadly plague if he tried anything.

“So there’s more of you-” he uttered, dropping his folded arms. Instead, he slipped them into his pockets, unable to help but briefly rock back against his heels.

“Once I think I’ve seen everything in this hellhole, I’m always proven wrong all over again~”

“There are more of us, yes, but not a lot in your terms. In our terms there are more than enough.”

He had no idea what the male was talking about, and he didn’t see it as important. He had already done his job here and should have moved on- but the conversation was interesting him.