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[Such a wondrous device. Are there little invisible couriers for these messages?]

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[warriorscribe]

[Okay...this is kind of cute. It takes him a second to parse the stiltedness of it, but considering he recently had a fairly involved conversation with Brian, it doesn't take much.

His Akkadian is pretty much as perfectly fluent as chaos's. Which, now that he has this as a handy point of comparison? Yeah, he's pretty sure his suspicion was not misplaced.]

Akkad was one of the many places I have been, yes. I am from many centuries in the past compared to you. I take it you truly have learned its tongue only from remnants of the past?

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[cahooted]

That is so. It was only-- [He is about to employ another archaic phrase but listening to the fluent, conversational style helps a lot and he immediately tries to mimic parts of it.] -- only, uh, from remnants of the past I learned it. In the scripture of times long gone.

Would you be open to tell me of it?

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[warriorscribe]

I don't know what use anything I have to say would be. My time in Akkad was shortly after the fall of Babel, and its atmosphere one of tentative recovery. The world had never known division like this before. Water and mountains and treacherous deserts were barriers of one sort, but to be right beside another and yet unable to communicate was entirely new, deeply frightening.

The events of Babel may have happened differently in other worlds, or not at all, and I do not know what it was like before Babel or after its chaos had settled.

[Though he sees that he is learning Akkadian through this - it's all the more reason to talk anyway.]

[cahooted]

[Flynn listens intently, scribbling in his notebook.]

It must have been the birth of discontent. [He tries to picture it, all these people now stuck in incomprehension and misunderstanding. A disaster on their doorstep, yet being unable to coordinate their relief efforts. Chaos. Fighting. Fear.]

What was it you were doing in the city?

[warriorscribe]

It might be said that discontent - wanting more, always - defines us, in a way. It is a large part of what drives us to improve. Babel was only a catalyst.

[It occurs to him only after he'd said it, poor as his sleep has been, that Flynn probably misspoke. Ironic, considering the subject matter.]

I was on a mission. What has chaos told you about me?

[cahooted]

It has not been much. That you speak the words of Akkad and have wandered amongst them.

[He thinks for a moment, trying to remember.] That you are a fine one. [Close enough?]

[warriorscribe]

[That, he can guess, is struggling with translation.]

"A good person"? I try to live up to claims like that.

But I only asked because I didn't wish to repeat what you already knew. It was a few years into a mission from God to find several Fallen Angels hiding on Earth. I was trying to find their trail.

[cahooted]

A good person. Yes. Those were the words.

[He frowns, because was that the translation or...]

Did you say "God"?

[warriorscribe]

I did, yes. I know, it sounds strange. I've grown used to those who accept I lived through Babel also accepting that I took on a mission from God, and the other way around. I'd forgotten your sort of reaction was in fact rather normal.

[cahooted]

I mean no disrespect. I do know things beyond our reach exist on this Earth. But it is very different in scale.

[warriorscribe]

[There is a correlation for a reason, he realizes...why it's so strange for someone in a world skeptical of God to not be skeptical about Babel...]

What brought about the end of Babel, if it was not an act of God or His angels?

[cahooted]

Disasters of a scale of nature? Many think of the Great Flood as such.

[warriorscribe]

And they do not think this an act of God?

Where I am from, this "Great Flood" will not happen. I doubt God would threaten the same thing twice for any other transgressions, else the Fallen Angels will begin to prepare for it.

[cahooted]

[Flynn frowns, replaying the message a couple of times, getting a little lost in translation.]

I don't understand. There was no Great Flood in your realm?

[warriorscribe]

I should hope not. It was to be a last resort against the hidden angels; their Nephilim were escaping their hiding place and destroying innocent villages. It was determined that if they could not be found, it was best to purge everything.

I did find them, and I did put an end to the Tower they had built for themselves. If such a flood happens, God will have reneged on His promise. I don't believe He is that sort of being.

[cahooted]

The Nephilim built the Tower?

Purge sounds very... drastic.

[warriorscribe]

The fallen angels did, their parents. If Heaven did nothing, humanity might be entirely destroyed by the rampaging Nephilim, in time. They thought it better to end things on their own terms so they might begin again. With my success, it need not end at all now.

[cahooted]

[Yes, he'll stick with drastic.]

Are you of the shape of angels too, then?

[warriorscribe]

Of the shape of angels?

[What else might he... "body", maybe?]

Are you asking if I am an angel?

[cahooted]

Yes, apologies. That is the question.

[warriorscribe]

No, I am human. Were I an angel I would not have been able to argue against the plan.

[cahooted]

[That... doesn't really speak for the angels in his world Flynn thinks but he doesn't know how to get that idea across.]

Why is it that you were chosen?

[warriorscribe]

[It's okay. He knows. It kind of sucks for the angels, really, lacking free will.]

I'm not certain anymore. I was told it is my piety, but I think my passion and patience are serving Heaven much more.

[cahooted]

Ah.

[Flynn purses his lips because those are pretty good attributes to have?]

But you have lived longer than humans?

[warriorscribe]

Indeed, I am nearly four centuries old. The Fallen Angels were very well hidden. It took well beyond a lifetime to find them, so I was blessed with immortality.