VOICE MAIL

[clockeyes]

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voice

[hotshit]

I have to be honest with you, that's a bit disappointing to hear. You're nothing but a pawn on that guy's board game, are you? Well, I gotta admire your dedication to your family, despite doubting that God's even your father. Think he loves you as if you're family?

I haven't prayed to God since I was forced to go to church as a little kid. He just doesn't exist in my world, though that's not to say I'd be appreciative if he interfered my business. That'd be kind of rude of him, don't you think?

voice

[clockeyes]

[Oh, no, Claire. No. You don't say that about his God. Insult Cheriour all you want, he'll take it. But insinuate that God doesn't love him?]

[That is something he's can't forgive.]

Excuse me, sir. Let me correct you. God Created me with His own hands and has loved me ever since. He loves everyone of his creations, even those who don't believe in His Word or existence, like you. If you can't see that, then very well.

[His tone then turns as sharp as the sword he carries.]

But don't ever presume that I am but a pawn in His game. He doesn't have a game, and if He wants to show you the way, then you must let Him. He is my father no matter what. And I'm sorry you can't grasp the beauty in being devoted to someone and willing to do anything for them. I'm sorry that you don't have faith. Maybe one day you'll understand.

voice

[hotshit]

Can't say that day will ever come. The only person I've come to believe in is myself.

[He'll leave it at that! He'll need to save his material for the day they meed in person!]

voice SORRY FOR THE LATENESS

[clockeyes]

Right.

[A "hmmph".]

I guess I'll see you around, mister...?