Heaven's BBS | Text

[cryptaesthesia]

Posted: July 15th 2016
From: Coeus


My. This place is rather lawless, isn't it?



[Private to Farfarello:]

You can't call it getting away with murder if you can't even get the murder part right.


[Private to Scully:]

I think it goes without saying some of the recent events here are worth looking into. Where would you like to start?


[Private to Nagi:]

I have a list of individuals I want you to conduct surveillance on. Is this something you are able to do for me?


[Private to Chikusa:]

Do you think there's any factors that determine if an individual comes back as a god or shinki? Or even if they come back at all?

Do you want to find out?

Comments

text; private

[cryptaesthesia]

[Son, I will sting you with so much past knowledge.]

Well, I'm disappointed. The whole affair was sloppy.

[rev13_3]

It was simply good luck that the boy was able to heal from such a lethal injury. Too bad the other four victims didn't have that ability.

text; private

[cryptaesthesia]

There's no such thing as luck.
And I'm not disappointed he lived. I disappointed you found someone you're unable to kill and you let him go.

Text -> Voice (still and permanently private)

[rev13_3]

[ Five minutes after that text was sent...

Ring ring, motherfucker. ]

What do you want.

[cryptaesthesia]

Hello Jay.

How nice of you to call.

[rev13_3]

[ Crawford has to die. There's really no way around it, but how do you sneak up on a man who seems to know your every move? Scully isn't prone to guilt or regret, as far as he can tell, so it would probably have to be a direct attack on Crawford himself.

He has to sleep sometime. ]

You will stop talking about this in public.

[cryptaesthesia]

Will I?
And what incentive do I have to do that?

Let me guess...if I don't, you'll kill me?

[rev13_3]

[ Or maybe he'll just skip over the blight idea and kill Scully outright. ]

Eventually. [ After seeing how long he could keep Crawford alive. ] ...Did you call me out just to mock me?

[cryptaesthesia]

No.

[He has easier targets for that, let's be real.]

I called you out because I believe we can help one another.

[rev13_3]

[ I can out you as the murderer at any time, so do something for me. Jay managed not to sigh. ]

What help are you offering?

[cryptaesthesia]

Would you like to meet and discuss?

[rev13_3]

No. [ If this is a trap it's a terrible one, but he's not really in the mood to jump through any of Crawford's hoops. ] Say what you want to say.

[cryptaesthesia]

Hm.

[So suspicious, Jay, but guess who doesn't sound particularly surprised.]

Just remember all your shortcomings fall on your god. It'd benefit you to operate with a little more foresight.

[rev13_3]

[ Damn him, but the bastard's not wrong. The murders were fun, but now that they've been discovered he's going to have to move more carefully. Any error on his part could come back and land at Tot's perfect feet. And, too, Crawford's proven that he has some ability in that department... assuming that prophesy in Greece wasn't a cleverly-constructed trap. ]

And what better way to clear my path than to select my targets for me.

[ It's not a question. It doesn't need to be. ]

[cryptaesthesia]

It's that really such a terrible option?

You'll still get to do what you love, and with my help, you may just live to see old age.

[rev13_3]

[ He may just live to see old age? What a sloppy threat! ...Unless he means that he has knowledge of an error on Jay's part that hasn't happened yet? He did know about the boy in the woods, when he's sure there had been no witnesses.

Damn him. Damn him to the most distant barren wastes where the fragrance of Tot's paradise is not even a memory. ]

No one that Tot loves.

[ He made that mistake, with Zeno, and he won't let it happen again. ]

No one she will miss even the slightest, briefest amount.