A few days. Given that us sinners come and go without any sort of warning, some in a matter of a few months, others longer - we won't know until that time comes. Might be that it's not atonement at all, but eternal punishment that awaits.
[ Kylo raises a shoulder, half a shrug. His familiarity with the texts was that the book was too large even for someone who'd once read through the entirety of the ancient Jedi texts at the academy. So his knowledge of Earth religions relied on what he could glean from the library, hearsay - but he doesn't trust Lucifer, or any of them, that they have their interests at heart. But given the amount of blundering it's difficult to believe that any God or deity could retain control on a single domain for as long as he supposedly has been around.
At Jesse's comment, he huffs a quiet breath that could almost pass for a laugh. But his gaze is sharp, as memories threaten to take hold. He clenches a fist in his lap, though he remains otherwise outwardly, calm. ]
It's more complicated than that. [ a pause ] Have you ever been struck by a concentrated bolt of lightning, directed into your body? It's as if someone has set your very nerves on fire. It's difficult to think, to breathe. You can't even scream.
[ What does that have to do with anything you might wonder? Nothing, probably nothing at all. Except that's just kind of the darkside learner life - Snoke had been needlessly cruel, beyond training. ]
Mr. White was the man who's wife you lied to... is he here as well?
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[ Kylo raises a shoulder, half a shrug. His familiarity with the texts was that the book was too large even for someone who'd once read through the entirety of the ancient Jedi texts at the academy. So his knowledge of Earth religions relied on what he could glean from the library, hearsay - but he doesn't trust Lucifer, or any of them, that they have their interests at heart. But given the amount of blundering it's difficult to believe that any God or deity could retain control on a single domain for as long as he supposedly has been around.
At Jesse's comment, he huffs a quiet breath that could almost pass for a laugh. But his gaze is sharp, as memories threaten to take hold. He clenches a fist in his lap, though he remains otherwise outwardly, calm. ]
It's more complicated than that. [ a pause ] Have you ever been struck by a concentrated bolt of lightning, directed into your body? It's as if someone has set your very nerves on fire. It's difficult to think, to breathe. You can't even scream.
[ What does that have to do with anything you might wonder? Nothing, probably nothing at all. Except that's just kind of the darkside learner life - Snoke had been needlessly cruel, beyond training. ]
Mr. White was the man who's wife you lied to... is he here as well?