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[othersdie]

What do you believe happens to the dead once they leave the City?

I won't contest religious beliefs.


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I'd like to request a few days off, assuming no one else gets murdered. Please.


[ooc: Euphie left, she and Justin had a weird thing going on that was rather emotional, and Justin's dealing the only way he knows how that doesn't involve self-destructive habits he has outgrown, which is... thinking. (For those keeping score, he was already upset about Mara and the police force's lack of fixing things.)]

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[thenormalsquint]

Not religious faith, probably, but other kinds of faith. Do you hope about anything?

[othersdie]

[He thinks. That's a good sign, at least.]

I hope that Euphie's afterlife is better than the preview I had of mine.

[thenormalsquint]

Then hold on to that hope. Even if there's nothing else in this place for you to believe in, hold on to that. There's your personal faith.

[othersdie]

[Justin doesn't particularly believe what he hopes is true, and the hope itself in tentative, but Angela's trying. He makes her try too hard.]

Euphie made a trade with the deities for my life.

[thenormalsquint]

[If she was anybody else, they would have given up on him a long time ago, but Angela is patient, kind, and above all else, stubborn.]

Out of care and love, I'm sure.

[othersdie]

...Yes. I think so.

And now I need to be careful with it because it's the only thing I have from her.

[THIS IS A PROBLEM.]

[thenormalsquint]

Which doesn't mean locking yourself up at home like I know you like to do. Nor does it mean working all the time.

[Angela knows him all too well.]

Besides, you still have memories. You have a lot more than just your life.

[othersdie]

[Justin thinks that, perhaps, he should try being less predictable in the future.]

What should I do?

[thenormalsquint]

Live. [A pause.] Easier said than done, but you have hobbies, right? What are they?

[othersdie]

Horticulture. Not anymore, but I could start again...

[Is this video? It's video now. Justin holds a thin orange tabby cat up to the camera.]

I have this.

[thenormalsquint]

[This. Like it's not a living creature at all.]

Okay, so we have two things to start with. Do you like cats enough to volunteer at the animal shelter?

[othersdie]

[To his credit, Justin seems rather fond of the cat.]

I don't have time to vol-- [Wait, this is Angela. That argument isn't going to work.] They have dogs there, too.

[thenormalsquint]

[She raises her eyebrows as that attempt to deny any free time.]

Yes, and a few other animals that were left behind. So you literally have your pick of the litter.

[othersdie]

I'm afraid of dogs.

[And Justin might not be amused by Angela right now, but the little tabby is fascinated by the movement happening on the network device's screen.]

[thenormalsquint]

Since when? [This takes her by surprise.] All those times in my house and Biscuit has practically made you hers.

[othersdie]

[Since basically forever, but--]

Biscuit's your dog. That's different.

[thenormalsquint]

Biscuit's a dog. And now there's Finnick.

But either way, you don't have to do the dogs if you're scared. Just tell them you're more comfortable around cats.

[Though she will never understand why people are cat crazy.]

[othersdie]

It doesn't matter anyway. I already volunteer at the Welcome Center, sometimes.

[He's really bad at it, but Euphie roped him into it.]