Falke
Knowing that Mort was fond of Falke would have been a big surprise to the Fixer, perhaps because he likes to imagine the defender of Life and the great creators would have more regard for someone who sought to heal and learn about their world.
Then again, who is he to deny the favoritism of the Gods? Or to say one is better than the others? Certainly not he, crippled mortal that he is.
He chuckles in genuine amusement at Gideon’s light chastisement, ready with an answer since the day he’d started physical therapy in here. “I’m surprised you haven’t caught me sooner. I think that the Gods would want me to be whole in both spirit and body, and that they might understand that the peace their presence brings makes it easier to make myself do something I don’t always want to do. Or they might take pity on a dedicated servant and heal me after all these years.” Insinuating that his exercises might be a form of prayer, the Fixer tips terribly close to not funny. And although the light is fading, there is a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Sometimes he just doesn’t want to stop.
Falke has never been particularly reverent. “I also offer amusement to their divine eyes. And I’ve been told I have a nice body, despite the hip thing, so they can look on that.”
Then again, who is he to deny the favoritism of the Gods? Or to say one is better than the others? Certainly not he, crippled mortal that he is.
He chuckles in genuine amusement at Gideon’s light chastisement, ready with an answer since the day he’d started physical therapy in here. “I’m surprised you haven’t caught me sooner. I think that the Gods would want me to be whole in both spirit and body, and that they might understand that the peace their presence brings makes it easier to make myself do something I don’t always want to do. Or they might take pity on a dedicated servant and heal me after all these years.” Insinuating that his exercises might be a form of prayer, the Fixer tips terribly close to not funny. And although the light is fading, there is a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Sometimes he just doesn’t want to stop.
Falke has never been particularly reverent. “I also offer amusement to their divine eyes. And I’ve been told I have a nice body, despite the hip thing, so they can look on that.”
it's the best I can do
easy on my tethered soul, giving you all I got
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