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"So..how do you do?"
"Not too bad."
There was an awkward tension in the room between the two. Egg was by himself in his little library- well he's not actually on his own here…Those blank, devoid purple eyes sure said otherwise.
"I honestly didn't think you'd be able to see me. "
"Ah..ahah- who am I kidding..? Small world, am I right? I guess.."
The seraphim was unsure of what to say, considering he had always ignored the souls that wandered around the server. He kind of has to do so, cause if they did see him they'd do anything to make Egg avenge them; the man was in no position to fulfill their wishes, no matter how simple they could get. Though maybe he does write a letter or two for them..in exchange for valuable information of course-! He doesn't get his sources from nowhere.
"..You need something." Egg stated bluntly. Not a question, a statement. He could still see the small hint of emotion in the soul's blank eyes. A feeling of yearning, it seems.
"I just want one letter written. Just two words. I'll bring you the supplies myself-'
"Who's this for?'
"Well, that's not important. I just want you to-"
"You know bro, if these words are intended for a certain motley colloured avian on this server, I'm afraid I'll have to deny this request."
"Why?"
"I'll just have to."
Wifies just stared at them. Why could he possibly need to reject his request? He does it for any soul..
"Is there some sort of trade going on? What do I need to get you? Riches? Weapons?"
"Knowledge."
"…I'll teach you anything you need to know."
"No, it's just telling actually. I just do this thing where I write people letters cause you guys can't, and in return I just ask for a little intel. It supplies the lore for my lore book, y'know? I also get to tell Wemmbu about anything we'd need to look out for-"
"But he never really listens to you, does he?"
"I..do get carried away lowkey, yeah. But it's also the least I could do for him, considering I can't fight for the life of me."
"Literally."
That earned a chuckle from both parties. At least the conversation was going smoothly now..but still, wifies needs that letter written. He just wants to be heard right now.
"I could tell you about..the adventures and puzzles I had to solve with Parrot, back when we first met and-"
"It's alright, no need. I mean- I can listen to you if you need me to though."
God this is one persistent angel.
"So you won't even write him the words 'I'm sorry'?"
"That's all you want to say?"
"..it's obviously not enough, but I don't know how much time you've got on your hands at the moment."
"We'll see."
"Oh sure we are." Wifies joked, referring to the pairs and pairs of eyes Eggchan had.
Egg only giggled in response, closing his book. Not like he'd be reading it while talking to Wifies. The action gave wifies a bit of hope; maybe they will write that letter..?
"Hope I don't ruffle your feathers with this question but…Permit me to inquire as to the terminal circumstances of your existence."
"How formal of you, your divinity. I quite literally just..exploded, yeah."
"Why'd Parrot kill you?"
"Long story.."
"I'll listen."
"I mean..it really is a long story, but I'll just say that I deserved it."
Egg just stared at Wifies, now he felt like the one being haunted here. Each and every single one of Egg's eyes just scruntinized his form, yet the ones on his face remain covered.
"Why do you want to apologise to Parrot?"
"Like i said, your divinity. It's a long, long story."
Egg closed all his eyes and hummed in thought. He reached for a piece of paper and plucked a loose, pearlescent feather out of the wings on the back of his neck. It seems to be pre-carved as a quill already.
"Speak."
Wifies stared at the blank page in between him and the angel. He honestly..lost all the words he wanted to say the moment Egg prepared to start writing.
"The stage is yours entirely, director."
That phrasing sounds familiar.
'It's all yours.'
"Yo Egg, who are you talking to bro??" The sound of Wemmbu's voice seemed to interrupt their chat..Well, it was a good one they suppose..?