Phoenix walked over to Jean and hugged her. Despite Phoenix's rather improper clothing for the cold of Russia, she was surprisingly warm. "You won't get cold... Not with me here at least."
Long fang avoided the few soldiers wandering about, moving along the side of the gun line of tanks. he reached the ships and walked into samus' ship. "Hello?" he whispered, throwing his voice throughout the ship. "Is anyone there?"
"To tell you the truth... I... I have control over Elemental Fire and heat, and well... My body is always warm no matter the temperature unless its really cold." Phoenix admitted.
Jacques rested his face in his palm. His faith was being challenged, even slowly broken down, but he wasn't ready for Scout's crazy, heretical theories. Not by a long shot.
"No Scout... he was the son of God. Some things may be unclear to me, but this is something that I am as certain of as anything that I can see with my own eyes." He said with strained ppatience.
"Why the hell did you hit me with that blunt club object"He turned towards Jaques "No the gods didn't have sons. Except Lorkhan who gave up his divinity to create man and elves"
Etna shrugged as Long Fang left. "He's wasting his time." She said to herself. She then proceeded to eat most of what stew there was left, occasionally stopped to scratch at the make-shift bandages on her arms and leg. She noticed what was going on between Scout and Jacques and silently urged Scout to keep egging Jacques on. Maybe he'd show some religious fervor and try to kill her. She found that image amusing.
Scout shrugged, "Well, maybe. Probably is in your world, but, where I'm from, I think maybe my god was an australian. But, eh, just a thought."
She groans again as she gets another headache.
Jacques took a deep breath, his teeth clenched.
"Thou shalt not worship false idols." He growled under his breath at George, the biblical quote helping to calm him somewhat. "And you are starting to annoy me, whoeever you are." Seizing on what Scout said, he pushed George out of his mind.
"Yes, maybe that is somewhere closer to the truth... Scout?"
Terra shook her head slightly in responce to Jacques. "No... In my world, magic definately came from three gods. I've never even heard of Jesus before. He must be a figure from your world, not mine."
"They aren't false. They made the world. Or well I don't know if they are real. I've never talked to them. But Daedra who are sort of gods are real. I've talked to them before. And my name is George the All-Mighty"
Scout shakes her head again, "It's okay, the feeling subsided."
She idly steps to the side.
She smacks George over the head with her bat... again.
"Shut up."
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