Seventeen ★ Text

[wasthemaster]

[There's gotta be a better way to do this. There's just got to be. However he realizes that he's running out of time, especially with the appearance of certain people in the city of Asgard.

He doesn't bother to show his face. Instead he's setting up a text…somehow that seems much, much safer.]

Party's over, I'm afraid. Back to business.

Quick question for the masses:

A.) Would you consider yourself useful here?
B.) Why so? Or, I suppose, why not?
C.) Serious responses only.

[He's fully anticipating not-serious responses, but at least it gives him a bigger pool to work with.]

Additionally, you may very well know that Euridice Taverna's left the city which means that I'm short one business partner. I'm not precisely looking for a new partner, but perhaps a few new hires.

Serious inquiries only.

Comments

[wasthemaster]

Then how do you know he's real?

[mutely]

Bishop says we have to have faith. But I am still trying to figure it out.

[wasthemaster]

Do you always believe everything you're told?

[mutely]

No. That's why I'm trying to figure it out still. Do you always question everything you can't see?

[wasthemaster]

Well obviously. How can things be real without actual proof?

[mutely]

Just because something cannot be seen does not mean there isn't actual proof. It just means it has not been found yet. Like magic or things young children believe in that no one else does.

[wasthemaster]

But magic is real. That's been proven to me since the day I was born.
How can you be certain there's something that's actually to be found?