Osozo
There is a certain amount of awe on Sam's face that only serves to spur Osozo on, hands coming out to cup his face gently, but firmly, touch more insistent than soothing. "Thank you. Thank you. I am so glad you can see that." Multicoloured eyes search the ascendeds face, the smile almost manic now, though they pulled away after a moment longer, bouncing on their heels. "You are a good first to have met."
Have you never felt the urge to change it?" This is a curiosity, already Osozo wants to play with things, to keep them malleable and interesting. "Isn't it a chore always be the same? How do you experience anything other than Samuel?" Being just one thing, for an entire life, sounded terribly boring. There' was so much to experience, to learn, and already so much of it was crippled.
The question about a job had Osozo's head tilting to the side, brows coming together like they weren't quite sure what Samuel meant. "I am meant to learn. And to spread influence. And to gather information. The first is not a glamorous place, but it is a necessary one. And I am going to wear it in." There a sharp laugh, then the demi-god is leaning in, sharp grin pointed at Sam. "Do you have a job?
Have you never felt the urge to change it?" This is a curiosity, already Osozo wants to play with things, to keep them malleable and interesting. "Isn't it a chore always be the same? How do you experience anything other than Samuel?" Being just one thing, for an entire life, sounded terribly boring. There' was so much to experience, to learn, and already so much of it was crippled.
The question about a job had Osozo's head tilting to the side, brows coming together like they weren't quite sure what Samuel meant. "I am meant to learn. And to spread influence. And to gather information. The first is not a glamorous place, but it is a necessary one. And I am going to wear it in." There a sharp laugh, then the demi-god is leaning in, sharp grin pointed at Sam. "Do you have a job?
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