From what I understand it's like having an animal familiar. Everyone does. All of us Sleepers, anyway. Either you let them out to be with you or you can. Keep them inside you, I guess.
[ Now, now. Snakes are regarded as guardians of the underworld in
many cultures. And, in Egyptian mythology and art the cobra usually
represented the goddess Wadjet, who was a protective deity and daughter of
the sun god, Re. Her job was (more or less) to help protect Egypt and the
cosmos from chaos, so, you know. Don't knock 'em. ]
Hm. Well -- lets see.
[ Can't hurt, can it? Come here, little omen, where aaaare you.... ]
[If only he were Egyptian and not a boring Anglo Christian white guy where a snake is temptation, sin, and a slap in the friggin face.
But he watches on with interest, sipping wine from the bottle and mildly taking bets on who's that Pokémon. An Eevee for Evie, he decides. That would be fun.]
[Sam nods a little bit. Right. Okay. A talking cat omen. Sure, why not. On the looong ass laundry list of weird shit that happens to him, this really isn't that bad. Right? It could be worse. He thinks.
Wisely, though (he hopes), Sam keeps his damn mouth closed.]
This is good, though. Sam wasn't super wanting to hash our his shitty story and he's still processing Evelyn's return and the rather, um. Important changes in her life.
If it means that he drinks while she and Bast get acquainted then so be it. If he gets dismissed, that's fine. This is probably pretty personal.]
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Oh, no, that's quite alright. I honestly don't know what I would do if the house was too quiet, you know?
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I mean you could get a pet or something. Have you heard about the omen thing yet?
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Mmm, I have. I'm not sure I know how all that works. I had a dream guide, so...the same, I should think.
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From what I understand it's like having an animal familiar. Everyone does. All of us Sleepers, anyway. Either you let them out to be with you or you can. Keep them inside you, I guess.
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[ Hm. Interesting. How to let it out. ]
Just -- visualize it, do you think?
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[He takes another sip of wine. Sam doesn't particularly care for his and when he's more himself he'll be down right insulted. ]
Give it a try? I hear some of them can even talk to you.
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[ Now, now. Snakes are regarded as guardians of the underworld in many cultures. And, in Egyptian mythology and art the cobra usually represented the goddess Wadjet, who was a protective deity and daughter of the sun god, Re. Her job was (more or less) to help protect Egypt and the cosmos from chaos, so, you know. Don't knock 'em. ]
Hm. Well -- lets see.
[ Can't hurt, can it? Come here, little omen, where aaaare you.... ]
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But he watches on with interest, sipping wine from the bottle and mildly taking bets on who's that Pokémon. An Eevee for Evie, he decides. That would be fun.]
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-- wait. ]
Oh--!
[ Well, look at that, a wrinkly black ballsack, just for you. Bast looks unimpressed. ]
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Huh. Well hello little guy.
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and speaks. ]
Hardly a little guy, you absolute boob.
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He stares at Bast for a moment before looking up at Evelyn.]
That cat just spoke. Right?
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[ She can hardly believe it, and if Sam hadn't been here as well, she'd have thought that she had finally lost her damned mind.
Carefully, she rests her hands on her knees, leaning to look the cat in the eye. ]
And -- who might you be?
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Wisely, though (he hopes), Sam keeps his damn mouth closed.]
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[ Smart, because the cat gives him a look before lifting a paw to look, not bothering to meet Evelyn's eyes when she kneels. ]
Bast. I'm your omen.
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This is good, though. Sam wasn't super wanting to hash our his shitty story and he's still processing Evelyn's return and the rather, um. Important changes in her life.
If it means that he drinks while she and Bast get acquainted then so be it. If he gets dismissed, that's fine. This is probably pretty personal.]