01-19-2021, 08:02 PM
Armande's mouth tightened at Patricus' flippant dismissal. He is young, he reminded himself. Jaded at the world weariness that had been loaded upon him. His voice did sharpen though, remembering the man he had chosen as Pope. "You accepted the wrong path if there is nothing to be done, Phillip. I believed you to be a better man than that when I selected you." Likely, he would bristle at the use of his first name, as well the reminder that Armande was the reason he wore the Sacerdotal Vestments.
Which was what he wanted. It was meant to be a slap. He stopped, waiting for the women to catch up to his side, once again, the three of them facing him. "Fate, God, the Pattern of Things, Maya- whatever you want to call it- has brought us all here. We are the hands through which it shapes the world. To save it. One would think the Vicar of Christ would realize that."
The rebuke was enough. To answer his question, "Yes, it is real. All of it. I told you once- showed you the truth of the world we live in. You left it to me and mine to safeguard mankind from those threats. Now, you are called to action. I do not know who Nimeda or Tuulu is. But the pillar was real. And the garden, Eden itself, preserved for this day, for this hour."
He looked at the twin Eyes, black and white, light and dark, piercing beyond the vale, and smiled at each of them before bringing the full intensity of his bearing upon the Pope. His eyes were burning azure fire. "You have been called to join the three of us to find the Garden of Eden, Holy Father. Will you accept?"
Which was what he wanted. It was meant to be a slap. He stopped, waiting for the women to catch up to his side, once again, the three of them facing him. "Fate, God, the Pattern of Things, Maya- whatever you want to call it- has brought us all here. We are the hands through which it shapes the world. To save it. One would think the Vicar of Christ would realize that."
The rebuke was enough. To answer his question, "Yes, it is real. All of it. I told you once- showed you the truth of the world we live in. You left it to me and mine to safeguard mankind from those threats. Now, you are called to action. I do not know who Nimeda or Tuulu is. But the pillar was real. And the garden, Eden itself, preserved for this day, for this hour."
He looked at the twin Eyes, black and white, light and dark, piercing beyond the vale, and smiled at each of them before bringing the full intensity of his bearing upon the Pope. His eyes were burning azure fire. "You have been called to join the three of us to find the Garden of Eden, Holy Father. Will you accept?"