Showers and Bondage

Sephar perches on the shower curtain rod?

Daimon says "I can see Sephar pirched on the top of the curtain rod. :)"

Sephar bobs a bit in the mist and states, "I read alt.sex.bondage and we don't do the non-consensual thing in Heaven."

Daimon is feeling around for shampoo. Damn Elohim who don't use hair care products.

Daimon finds something shampoo like. He reads the label. "Huh?"

Sephar says "I said, we don't do the non-con stuff up in Heaven. Not with Redeemed, not with anyone..."

Sephar says ".. at least not that I know. Informed consent is keen."

<> Aron has the god given ability to produce bondage equipment from thin air. No wait.

Daimon pours some of the shampoo on his hand to apply to his hair, and hopes it's not a defoliator or something else interesting. "That's not what I heard."

<<OOC>> Daimon says "No, That's ELI."

<<OOC>> Daimon says "That and an unlimited supply of snack sized snickers bars."

Sephar bobs, "Mis-information. Data can get messed up, so I'm just trying to give you data."

Daimon says "What I hear is that they break you, and well rape is pretty good for breaking people."

Sephar says "ew."

Sephar says "Hurt versus pain. Hurt actually damages, pain is just a sensation. Breakage is bad, and non-con, too."

Daimon says "It's true, in practice. If you study psychology and the effects of certain kinds of non-destructive torture, sex is a pretty good mechanism."

Daimon foams. Foam foam. It seems like Shampoo, but it's probably something practical like Head And Shoulders.

Sephar says "Yeah. That's true. Just as the anticipation of pain is worse than the pain itself. But we don't do torture or breakage in Heaven. It's not useful."

Daimon says "So you only do useful methods of breaking down the psyche?"

Sephar thinks a bit. "Hrm. If a broken leg heals crooked, what do you do to it?"

Daimon says "Break it again and reset it, if memory serves."

Sephar nods.

Sephar says "So, sometimes, if the long-term goal results in someone that is more whole, i.e. more holy, then yes."

Sephar says "Useful breakage. Consensual breakage."

Sephar says "Informed."

Daimon says "So there is some sort of bondage and breaking down the resistance and being forced to atone for sins."

Sephar thinks, "No."

Sephar say "No forced."

Daimon says "But there is a certain amount of brainwashing involved."

Sephar say "No."

Daimon rinses some of the shampoo out of his longish hair.

Sephar say "Brainwashing is non-consensual."

Sephar says "Isn't it?"

Sephar says "It certainly isn't fully informed. Not all the real data."

Daimon says "It depends. I think in general that breaking down one's psyche to rebuild a new personality is, to some extent, non-consensual."

Sephar says "So we don't do that."

Daimon says "Well, _something_ has to happen."

Sephar nudges a bottle of the Aussie Three Minute Miracle into Daimon's hand.

Sephar says "Well, yeah. You get to choose, though."

Sephar says "Informed choice things."

Daimon looks up at Sephar and thanks him, happy that he won't look all stringy. He pours the conditioner into his hand and foams.

Daimon says "Well, obviously there is some resistance here. Last thing I want to do is spend the rest of my existence begging for forgiveness. It will get old when I get tired of it - whenever that will be."

Sephar blinks a bit at that.

Sephar says "Uhm. Beg forgiveness?"

Daimon says "That's what that guy on the phone was doing. Spending his entire life feeling so bad about what he did that he does things to get forgiveness. I mean, don't I ever get to just _be_?"

Sephar says "But you're already changing and expunging old bad things by going choosing and doing good things. Why would you have to sit around and beg?"

Sephar says "You're being now, aren't you?"

Daimon says "I exist, yeah."

Sephar says "And aren't what you are and what you're doing now something different than what you were or did a week ago?"

Daimon says "Doing, yes. What I am? It's hard to tell. Maybe. The fact that I'm even having this conversation bothers me."

Sephar chuckles quietly. "Hey, that conversation with Dominique would have disturbed me, too, likely. And has that conversation changed you?"

Daimon says "It was weird. I was really bugged about it at first. I'm still bugged about it, but now I'm bugged and confused. Which sounds about normal for me, actually."

Daimon starts to rinse the conditioner out of his hair.

Sephar says "Does it have you thinking about yourself any differently?"

Sephar bobs into the stream a bit, letting the water roll over its feathers.

Daimon says "I've been trying to figure at which point did I become a traitor to my friends and family. But then again, I know when, so that's pointless. Do I think about myself differently? I dunno. A little bit."

Sephar says "Well, that's the kind of change that happens, is all. Nothing that you don't know behind your back, nothing that's made up by others, your experiences and choices with those experiences are what forms what you are. So when those change, that's what you get. We don't enforce change upon you the way you've heard, I think is all. It's more a process of informed consent and action."

Daimon says "But even if you make all the right choices and choose the way everyone wants you to, and do all the 'right' things, isn't there a certain amount of you lost in the transition?"

Sephar blinks again. "Nah. More that more of me gets expressed... Or at least that's all the dealing with Heaven I've had involves. Boss tells me the problem and gives me some ideas on how to work it and leaves the rest to me to figure out or decide. If there wasn't a *me* involved, and my solutions then things don't go as well as they could."

Sephar says "Or as well as they did... not could. Sorry..."

Daimon says "Sounds like my life - or what it was up until yesterday."

Sephar bobs a nod, "Which is likely why most of the angels around you want to help you and your Boss out."

Sephar says "Your Boss and you sem to have an informed consent thing going."

Daimon says "Mmmmm."

Daimon finishes rinsing all the goop out of his hair, and rinsing himself off. He turns the water off and reaches for a towel.

Daimon says "I don't know what's going on there anymore."

Sephar shakes off, feathers ruffling and then he smoothes them down again with his beak.

Daimon takes the towel and steps out of the shower, drying himself off.

Daimon says "Something happened that I don't understand. Don't take this the wrong way, but I think he dumped me into the hands of angels on purpose."

Sephar says "OKay. It's okay not to know. What's not okay is to not take advantage of really learning in the situation he gave you."

Sephar says "I think."

Daimon says "Well, I'm trying. It's been a bad two days, you know?"

Sephar hops onto Daimon's shoulder and rubs his head into the towel when it gets close.

Sephar says "Yeah. Data overload."

Daimon rubs the towel on Sepharbird, drying feathers.

Sephar cooo's happily.

Sephar says "You're doing good."

Daimon says "Too much data all at once. I need some time to sort everything out. Just the thought that He dumped me into the hands of angels for... well, redemptive purposes bothers me in some strange and interesting ways."

Sephar says "Yeah... and didn't tell you the possibilities. You get to figure 'em out, though."

Daimon says "Didn't even tell me there were angels about. Now, I knew about the Game..."

Sephar says "Wow. That would be a nasty surprise of a briefing."

Daimon says "You are now a cleaner pigeon, Sephar."

Sephar chirrrrrs softly and bobs a nod, "Indeed. Happy Host is a good host."

Daimon says "I was thinking obliquely. You know, the last I heard was that briefing in the car. Which didn't strike me as odd at the time, except the content. And then I realized later... I was debriefed with Liz in the car driving. Now, Marc knew I was there..."

Daimon ponders.

Sephar listens, head cocked.

Sephar says "What's odd about that?"

Daimon says "I was debriefed with an angel in the car."

Sephar says "Ah. Where she might even hear and know?"

Daimon says "We have problems telling each other what is up, let alone the other side."

Sephar bobs a nod.

Sephar says "No free data."

Daimon says "Sephar, Liz was right next to me. She heard the same thing I heard. I blew it off as nothing."

Sephar says "oh."

Sephar says "wow."

Sephar says "So he wanted an angel to know."

Daimon says "No free data, and definitely not from Lilim. Not ever. TANSTAAFL."

Sephar says "Maybe."

Sephar grins.

Daimon says "Maybe. Maybe I was right where he wanted me to be."

Daimon says "And that's very very very strange."

Sephar nods.

Daimon says "I've been renewing contracts steadily for almost 80 years. I've been around longer than some of the more standard servitors. Why would he hand me over to Angels?"

Daimon says "Not that I'm totally complaining, but.... man."

Daimon stares in the mirror, peering through the steam. No reflection because it's all steamed over.

Sephar bobs a nod.

Daimon says "Hey, Sephar, can you inhabit mirrors? And if so, what can ya do?"

Sephar peers at the mirror.

Daimon says "And how long can you be in one?"

Sephar possesses the mirror.

Sephar says "Not long..."

Daimon says "I just had a weird thought."

Sephar tries to reflect Daimon with wings...

Sephar says "What?"

<> Demiurge says "It doesn't work, alas."

<> Sephar grins...

Daimon says "No, just ways to get in and mess with the Game's head covertly."

Daimon says "No one ever expects the mirror in the bathroom to be sentient."

Sephar says "Ah well, it just reflects, that's its nature. Doesn't really *do* much."

Sephar says "Oh. Hrm..."

Sepharpigeon closes its eyes.

Daimon says "You know how people go in to the bathroom and talk and stuff."

Sepharmirror can see what it reflects?

Sepharpigeon mumbles, "Yeah. True."

Demiurge nods, Sepharmirror can.

Sepharpigeon coo's, "Cool. Mirror me can see..."

<> Demiurge says "But are you really sure you want to see what Asmodeus' private bathroom is like? :)"

Daimon says "It's just a very strange through."

> Daimon says "YES! I DO!"

Sepharpigeon with its eyes closed asks, "Do something, Daimon..."

Daimon flashes the mirror. Zow!

Daimon laughs.

Sepharpigeon jumps and then laughs.

Sephar says "Cool."

Sephar says "Nice Vessel, Daimon."

Daimon says "Thanks. Yea olde Angst Special."

Daimon says "I'm just thinking of Wacky Devices for Sephar to Hang Out In."

Sephar shakes off a bit. "Hrm. OKay. I can see for a while. Not that long, though. So, yeah, think things through."

Daimon says "Mmmmm. Exhaust system."

Daimon says "Fun things to do to a gamester's car."

Sepharpigeon blinks a bit.

Sephar chuckles.

Daimon says "Hey, I had a car once that had this gauge go on the exhaust system. It was one of those clean exhaust controls, and it backed up. A small thing, but the car stalled."

Sepharmirror depossess the mirror.

Daimon says "Or hey, leaky brake fluid."

Sephar nods.

Sephar says "Or a spark plug that just doesn't feel that sparky today. Or a carburettor that's lost its rhythm..."

Daimon says "Although if you run into a balseraph with a really expensive pen in his upper pocket, you should make the cartridge explode. Boom. No more $200 silk shirt."

Sephar chuckles.

Daimon grins. "Rogue can of hair spray! MY GOD! It's making my hair STAY BAD!"

Sepharlaughs!

Sephar possesses Daimon's hair?

<> Demiurge says "No, Sephar. :)"

<> Demiurge says "Can't do that."

<> Daimon says "Bummer. I had such plans for that."

<> Sephar says "Or does that count as part of his Vessel?"

<> Daimon says "I mean, if Sephar could possess pubic hair..."

<> Sephar says "OW!"

Daimon says "You could give superwedgies though."

Sephar giggles.

Daimon stands there, pondering, thinking Funny.

Daimon says "Can you imagine how hard it would be to concentrate in a firefight with SERIOUS ride?"

Sephar says "Keen. Getting fewer people hurt is good."

Daimon says "I'm a large fan of wedgies for demonic control, myself."

Sephar laughs. "That is a less destructive thing than ripping them apart. Yes. More possibilities."

Daimon says "That Game Lilim chick? Just unhook her bra. Give her skirt some bunches."

Sephar says "Woo."

Daimon grins. "Just start possessing and removing articles of clothing."

Daimon says "Okay, demons don't mind, but the humans around them might be 'scandalized'."

Sephar says "Well, some garments don't like getting removed quite as much as others..."

Daimon is filling Sephar's head up with pranks. His good deed for the day.

Sephar says "But, it would be keen to trip someone up on their pants sometime."

Daimon says "Skirts and dresses, though."

Daimon says "Hey, if you can possess pants, you can remove pants."

Sephar bobs a nod.

Daimon grins. "And hilarity ensues."

Sephar chuckles. "More Kyriotate Chaos..."

Sephar. o O ( Boy, I'm glad those Kryiotates of Wind don't do what I do...)

Daimon says "Always good. I'm not much for combat, but I can think up new and interesting ways..."

Daimon . o O ( Sephar and Prank. An entertaining combination. )

Sephar bobs another nod, "Yeah, I'm no good at that, either."

Sephar says "Straight combat that is."

Sephar says "Hopefully lunch won't be combat, though."

Daimon says "Hopefully not."

Sephar says "Though do you think Terry could use a wedgie?"

Daimon says "Definitely. And have his hair mussed."

Sephar chuckles and bobs a nod.

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