BASTIEN
Stimulation in body and soul
"Hopefully not. I can only dream that I am capable enough for whatever the Core has set out. I don't even know if the Voice knows of it - are they connected, or are they separate beings?" Bastien mused, rubbing a finger on his chin. He'd never seen them together, but then he'd only seen the Core once at all. "There is much the Voice does not tell us."He had once had romantic notions about turning the Spire into a beautiful temple, but Isla was right that it better served their purposes now as a military building. "It should be a simple matter for the Voice to provide us with something that will allow only Ascended to enter. Then, if it came to it, we could hide within for some time - without the need to eat, we have much more patience than the others." Speaking of them as 'others' tugged as his heart a bit as Bastien thought of those he had known that were now firmly 'on the other side' - Ronin, Remi, Amalia...friends ripped away by the Gods and their meaningless feud.
"No, I do not think the Voice would either. Unfortunately, the chances of her winning seem....very small, to me. I would like to think there are many great secrets that will ensure our victory waiting around the corner, but I am a little too old for fairy stories." With a sigh, Bastien pushed a hand through his hair and looked around the room. "Do you know of any of these friends of yours that would be willing to come here and assist us? A more united, visible effort between the sides might inspire people."
For the good and misguided
