Game night, in case you were curious, is a complete disaster. Always. Every week.
(Featuring: Mafia//Murderer//Assassin//Whatever you wanna call it, and Twister))
I actually have about seven different games sketched out, but only had time to do my favorite two. Hope you like them, and thank you for the kind words!
Warning for discussion of death/murder/Roman arenas
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“Fancy seeing you here, angel. Didn’t think this would be your cup of tea.”
“Yes, well. It’s not really. Apparently Gabriel thinks there might be something to learn here.”
“Yeah? Wants you to brush up on your sword technique, does he?”
“I hardly think Roman gladiators have anything to teach me on sword technique, thank you very much. No, I’m afraid it’s something more dire than that. Look.”
“At what? The prisoners?”
“Yes. Christians.”
“Oh.”
“Precisely.”
“What… are they just leaving them there? Tied up?”
“For the lions, apparently. I take it you haven’t been to one of these before?”
“Nah, more of a theatre demon myself. Not much of a fan of these blood sports.”
“Well, we can agree there. I’ll never understand why humans find this entertaining. Oh, here they come.”
“Bloody Heaven. Why would - Oh gosh - Nrr, nope, I’m out. Shall we go get some lunch, angel?”
“Not sure I have much of a stomach for that at the moment. But I’ll gladly accept a drink, if it’s on offer.”
“Course, angel. It’s on me. As long as you explain why the Heaven Gabriel wants to make you witness that.”
“I’ve been wondering that myself. Perhaps he wants to motivate me to do better?”
