[she flexes her fingers, and then cracks her knuckles.] I am for sure trained in arms. Cavaliers babysit their necromancers and make sure their puny, bony arms don't break when they try to reach too hard for the cookies on the top shelf.
[he can laugh if he wants to make gideon think she's actually funny even though she isn't]
They skip leg day every day. [a shrug.] It's not the necromancy itself that does it, they just suck at using anything but their brains. If you had a cold body to do all the work for you all the time, you'd never get gains.
...Makes sense. I know a bunch of science types who're really into robots like Golem, stuff that'll handle most of the work for them. I can outpace them with my eyes closed and my legs tied.
[but his tone is more fond than critical,]
I've never had to protect them in the field though. They do all the supporting.
God, what a relief to find someone else who doesn't have glasses they push up the nose of their soul. What is it that you do, actually? You work with these things a lot?
There's a bunch of religious church stuff involved, [which he'd be happy to explain if gideon expresses interest, but also it's church and religion stuff -- it's stuffy,] but we're soldiers, basically. Except instead of fighting humans, we fight Akuma.
Akuma are the closest thing we've got to necromancy in our world. But instead of bringing people back to life, the Count just takes the soul and puts it in a machine, which turns into an Akuma.
I'm better off without it. It'll just go to my head, and then I'll have to listen to a boring sermon about how sinful it is to feel good about yourself.
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[she flexes her fingers, and then cracks her knuckles.] I am for sure trained in arms. Cavaliers babysit their necromancers and make sure their puny, bony arms don't break when they try to reach too hard for the cookies on the top shelf.
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So that's what the bones' from. [a proper Exorcist would startle at the mention of 'necromancy', but Lavi -- of course -- looks intrigued.]
Does necromancy take that much out of them?
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They skip leg day every day. [a shrug.] It's not the necromancy itself that does it, they just suck at using anything but their brains. If you had a cold body to do all the work for you all the time, you'd never get gains.
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...Makes sense. I know a bunch of science types who're really into robots like Golem, stuff that'll handle most of the work for them. I can outpace them with my eyes closed and my legs tied.
[but his tone is more fond than critical,]
I've never had to protect them in the field though. They do all the supporting.
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You more of the brute force type, or am I reaching?
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I've been known to smash my way out of a problem or two, yeah.
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God, what a relief to find someone else who doesn't have glasses they push up the nose of their soul. What is it that you do, actually? You work with these things a lot?
[gestures at the floaty boy.]
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I'm an Exorcist. [and since he's curious] You have any of those in your world?
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Akuma are the closest thing we've got to necromancy in our world. But instead of bringing people back to life, the Count just takes the soul and puts it in a machine, which turns into an Akuma.
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[it's fine,]
That's more heinous than ours. At least the soul isn't attached anymore when ours recycle.
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Also, the Count wears a top hat and fights with a fluffy pink umbrella. You know. When he's not hanging out and watching his army do stuff for him.
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Never mind what I just said about souls, that's the worst thing about him.
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Even worse is when he's kicking our asses while dressed like that.
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I'm better off without it. It'll just go to my head, and then I'll have to listen to a boring sermon about how sinful it is to feel good about yourself.
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Feels like I've said that a lot, actually. Maybe all the people in hell have something in common.
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[what kinda venn diagram is it]
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So... what exactly is the Ninth like again?
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Shitty, dark, and full of skeletons with an attitude problem. [why did she assign those three that]
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I'm a perfect angel when it matters.
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Oh, me too. [she says, like a liar.]
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I kinda wanna see that. Angel you.
[which doesn't exist, but like, it's funny to think about]
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That feels dirty, somehow. Not even in a sexy way, just in a my mouth tastes like something died in it way.
[she shoves her hands in her pockets.] Don't get it twisted, though. You belong on the Ninth as much as I did.
[this sounds like a compliment, at least?]
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