NPC Inbox: Fear

[lingeringfear]

[Fear's inbox message is simply a crackling of static, with vague thumps here and there. It goes on for about thirty seconds before cutting short, like the sound was snapped off.]

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[lingeringfear]

Consider it a gift.

It won't work on any of the gods, mind.

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[unitas]

[ Everything in her is screaming no in confusion. ]

What's the hidden price? Why? [ Do note that she's not turning him down. ]

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[lingeringfear]

There is none.

You were just now bragging over the fact that I'm fond of you... Would you rather there be a price? Would that comfort you?

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[unitas]

I wasn't bragging, I was just stating what you told me and then seeing if I could take advantage of it. I didn't even know if I believed you in the first place. Now I know otherwise.

If it's a gift then I'll take it. How do I get it? Will it work like a blessing and eventually run out? [ Not that she knows much about blessings because, lmao, girl never used hers. Just carried it everywhere she went and kept it safe until it was gone. ]

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[lingeringfear]

Consider it given.

It will work as long as I have strength. If I were to die or my power were to fail me, then I would no longer be able to protect you.

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[unitas]

Then I guess I better make sure nothing happens to you. [ Which may be the Sharon version of gratitude. ]

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[lingeringfear]

I guess you'd better.

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[unitas]

So, how does a lowly human keep a god safe? [ you know how she digs, fear. ]

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[lingeringfear]

Well, I suppose they'd give us power.

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[unitas]

I already do that. I've basically given you a whole terrifying theme park for the people here, remember?

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[lingeringfear]

I do remember.

You're doing your part, Sharon. Allow me to do mine.

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[unitas]

Yeah, fine. [ As long as no one can play in her head, she can chill for now. ]