nature's photographers

B a s t i e n

I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin

"Maybe! The Voice invents things that amaze all the time." Bastien agreed, nodding passionately, though he really wasn't sure if something that lent itself to art and not advancement in war or land would be valuable to the Goddess right now. Perhaps if Cam asked on a genuine, personal level - much as Bastien meant to ask for his own favours, eventually.

Ascending could be a large change, and any kind of major adjustment in life and especially to one's body could be terrifying; Bastien understood that. "Ah. Well, The Voice will be able to help, I am sure. Personally, I have enjoyed not having to work out to keep up my physique." While he'd always liked the aesthetic benefits, Bastien had never particularly enjoyed the sweating and struggling part of building up muscles.

Laughing as they seemed so taken aback by the paints, he clapped his hands. "Experimenting is all you can do! You will see, it will bloom into more."

The news about America was hard to take in, but Bastien had heard weirder things about Earth's future before. "Yes...I've spoken to others from much later on Earth - Nate, for example - and it is strange to know we have had the opportunity to meet one that on our world, we would never have crossed paths with. I daresay I would have been over a hundred years dead." A grim thought.

And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within