GOOD OMENS AU 2

[enigmaster]

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we arm ourselves with the wrongs we've done

[enigmaster]

[It's been a rough few decades in Europe. Three of them, with no real reprieve. Just conflict, famine, sickness...

There have been wars over religion before. This one is... big. And more complicated than just that, of course, but isn't it always? Still, Heaven is rather pleased with that angle of things. Hell, meanwhile, is just pleased in general. All that suffering, death. Souls tainted, heading downwards. What could be better than that?

It's a little unclear, though, who exactly is responsible for this one. Heaven seems to be under the impression that this is their doing.

Edward is there. It's the aftermath of a battle. The fighting done, now, and now it's simply blood and bodies left. He's sitting on a hill, overlooking it. Just... watching. Quietly.]

[agoodname]

[it's been...a lot time. A long war. Even for Oswald.

He's been involved in it, mostly on the outskirts. The bulk is certainly not his doing, and he's rather well-aware of it. When he pops up next to Edward, though, he's standing, sword sheathed, his armor spattered with blood and who knows what else. He looks tired]

....afternoon.

[enigmaster]

...Yes. Hello.

[He doesn't really look up at Oswald. He just keeps watching.]

It's been... a little while.

[agoodname]

A few decades, yes. [.....] You've been busy.

[enigmaster]

...Mhm. Little bit. So have you, though.

[agoodname]

A little bit? [he arches an eyebrow, slightly, stepping a bit closer]

I have, yes, though I wouldn't undersell yourself like that.

[enigmaster]

...More than a bit, I guess.

There was, um. Some pressure from down below, you know. They wanted some real results, so...

[So.]

[agoodname]

...so they got them. [looking out across the battlefield] For thirty years.

[enigmaster]

[Thirty years. He's very aware that it's been that long. Painfully so.] Yes. I suppose they'll be very happy with me.

[agoodname]

One would assume so. [....] Heaven was rather pleased as well.

[enigmaster]

Are they? [...] No, I suppose... they would be, wouldn't they? So just about everyone "wins", then, I suppose.

[agoodname]

Essentially yes. Dying for the cause. For their religion.

[enigmaster]

All in the name of what is Right, hm?

[agoodname]

Yes. [it simply is what it is]

[enigmaster]

Except for all the parts of it that were Wrong, which is of course good for downstairs instead. [...] I didn't think it would last so long.

[agoodname]

Sometimes human move in unpredictable ways.

[enigmaster]

Yes, but like this... Three decades. I thought they would've been done after three years, maybe.

[agoodname]

More people just kept getting involved. [he huffs a bit] I suppose I am a little surprised, but not as much as I thought I'd be.

[enigmaster]

It's a lot. Well. You'll have plenty of opportunities to influence things more to the Right side of things. I think I'll... stay away from here for a while.

[agoodname]

[Oswald glances over at him, then]...where are you planing on going?

[enigmaster]

I don't know.

[agoodname]

[....he squats down next to him then, trying to get a better look at his face. How's he doing, actually?]

[enigmaster]

[Oh, Edward looks quietly horrified. He's trying to keep his face neutral, but honestly, he's failing. The regret, horror, guilt, it's all too clear on his face right now. He's not doing great.]

[agoodname]

[....yikes]

....come on. [he's going to just...offer him his hand]

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks, looking over at Oswald. And he's... confused, honestly. He wants to ask just what Oswald is thinking, honestly, but... But he feels a little bit numb and the pst few decades have really gotten to him, so he doesn't. After a moment or two of hesitation, Edward takes Oswald's hand.]