Titles: I still got nothing

[thirtybits]

Characters: Judas and open
Setting: hanging gardens
Format: Starting action but I can match
Summary: Reflecting on regains and the last event
Warnings: the canon in which a bunch of religious figures are dorks

Floor 101

[Judas lies on his back in the garden, a bottle of wine at his side. He holds a photograph up, never looking away from it.  The hundredth floor only served to upset him, as much as he wished for a reminder of home. But the photo is exactly what he wanted. There are tears in his eyes as he stares at it, but for the first time in a long time he's truly smiling.]

Elsewhere around the tower

[Encouraged to do something for the rest of the tower by the happiness he's allowed himself, and possibly with some small help from the wine, after leaving the gardens Judas goes around the tower looking for anything he can do. There's tending to his crops, of course, but he would have done that anyway.

Finding very little to fix or clean, he starts approaching people on the lower floors.] 

Excuse me, is there anything you need - anything I can do for you?

Comments

[brbtalkingtogod]

But the description hits the nail, doesn't it?

[RPG or not, support is support. It's the same role he has.]

Sounds familiar... Why don't you tell me your story?

[thirtybits]

[What he wants to say is 'if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not'. But that would just be suspicious, wouldn't it?]

Ah...a group of us accompanied a healer, I was in charge of the money, so I've always felt like it's my duty to make sure it stretches far to feed as many people as possible and things like that.

[brbtalkingtogod]

... Ah. I see now.

[He heard the stories from humans. Read about them in certain books as well. This was all he needed to hear to know that he is Judas.]

Where are my manners? My name is Lucifel.

[thirtybits]

Ah--

[Before he can ask what he means by 'I see', Judas is too caught up with the shock of the other man's name. He instinctively draws back, clutching his shirt and tie in both hands.]

Th-then you know about... Aah, I'm sorry...!!

[brbtalkingtogod]

[He will never get used to this reaction towards his name... seriously, humans...]

Relax, would you?

[thirtybits]

I'm sorry...! I can't help it, it's not because of you-! Or, well, maybe it is, but it's my fault, when you're an angel and I'm Judas...!!

[brbtalkingtogod]

You tell that the guy who is labeled in most worlds as someone who rebelled against God and ends up falling?

[Really Judas?]

[thirtybits]

But you haven't, whereas I've murdered His son! I-I know the Lucifer of my world well, and even he isn't so bad, so...

[brbtalkingtogod]

[No, he hasn't, but his future wasn't looking bright in that regard... Not that he would tell Judas.]

So? It was probably His plan for that to happen all along.

[thirtybits]

I sometimes wonder if He used me for His plan, yes...but blaming anyone else for my own actions just isn't right.

[brbtalkingtogod]

I guess if He hadn't wanted it he would have interfered.

[Who's blaming who?]