quote:Originally posted by thedoctor: "Oh, Christ," Dirk mumbled as the wind shifted and came from out of the north.
"He doesn't like that you know" Dirk didn't turn toward where the voice sprang.....he knew it was Tayden.
"I'm not too fond of the smell of dead fish myself" Dirk retorted.
"You know what I mean......the blasphemy." Tayden grimaced.
Dirk stared out of the window toward the north and without any hint of emotion simply said "Oh".
"Don't you care, Dirk...........about The Gift........Christ's sacrifice?" Tayden very seriously asked.
Dirk didn't want to waste even a moment debating a guy calling himself an angel about theology...so he sighed and said, "Its not about caring.....right now whats on my mind is the reek in the air and what we're going to do next" Dirk paused, turned his eyes toward Tayden, and continued "Let.....it.....go"
Tayden's contanance relaxed and he looked outside. "Its your right to do what you want......I just don't like to hear it....I will not bother you about it......it's just.....hard."
"You should know from observation that being human aint easy" Dirk said.
"That's not what I meant." Tayden commented "I meant it's hard remembering.... standing in the legion......waiting for him to say come and get me off this cross.............and then not getting the order..........watching Him suffer......and then hearing one of those he suffered for use his name in vain.....to comment on the smell of dead fish."
Dirk and Tayden then just gazed out toward the water....for what seemed like forever.
