”You know what? It ain’t often I feel bad, conscience—or whatever it’s chalked up as—always been a bit on the, hmm, impaired side I’m gonna admit, but shit, I think I actually feel kinda bad,” Anniken started, placing a hand on her hip. The army of reanimated carcasses idled, before she dismissed them with her hand. All creatures either dropped into an inert state, or made their way back from whence they came.
”I dunno if I wanna shoot’em or just give’em a hug! Can’t be easy bein’ a ghost, like, not just dead, but super dead, and then you got several peeps capable of chewing your head off,” she continued, although it was difficult to discern who she was talking to. Cheshire desired more information about the abode, whether they would be able to stay in it for shelter or not. It didn’t seem to vanish, structural damage aside, which meant the house itself was probably just a medium for the spell.
”Then stop shooting before you think, Anniken. Odin’s Spear is no stranger to non-humans, or the dead, or any other aberrations. Instead of killing an entity with the rare ability to accumulate energy from people, why not give them a place to be accepted and to pool their abilities towards a better cause?” Justice continued, switching the hip in which she placed her hand onto.
”Well—“ Started her twin, scratching her head. ”I mean, I guess it ain’t another mouth to feed. Plus, I can see any funny business in the future if he wanted to turn coat. I dunno, partner, dunno what his true deal is yet.”
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