you are the devil that sells her, light or dark, fantastic passion

[lilyheart]

[Another day, another religion crushed beneath the opposition's heel. Fewer in the way! Ultimately, it didn't matter much, but any progress was always good.

I mean, what? It wasn't like Charlotte had anything to do with the Dagon incident anyway.

Really. She didn't. If she did, she certainly wouldn't be out and about right now. It's not like she's an idiot. And yet, you can find her on her way out of a local bookstore, with a large stack of books, headed towards... a park? A cafe?]

TO HELL WITH NAKAMAAAAAAAAAA

[alethiological]

[Erika is aware of how bad of a note she left on. Still emotionally cracked, a little bit furious, enduring a worsening heart attack, and probably aware of how everyone else decided that was the day to stress him out further. So she might be, rightfully, concerned. Considering that was Tuesday and now it's the Sunday after and oh god he's probably going to kill her the moment she plasters his window or he's dead or-

Or he's leaned back in his chair, back to the window, and throwing pencils at the ceiling to see them stick in the plaster. His pattern of reacting to stress is weird.]