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>Speak to Hecatia about avoiding big G's punishment for this realm and hers, along with ways of dealing with godly possession.
Maybe it's just a morbid sense of humor. You don't think much of it. You were sure the others could kick her ass if she tried it. Shaking your head, you just peered off to the left where you saw Hecatia sitting on the side of the Shrine's porch with a tiny red object in her hand- Which you quickly recognized soon enough was a smartphone!
You flipped yours out and looked at the screen, but found no signal. Damn it! Does she have signal? Bloody hell! She does! She's scrolling some feed for social media. This is not fucking fair! Ouuuagh! Whatever, you spent too much time on the electronics back home anyway. Remember Albert, when in Gensokrome...
You stepped over and crouched down besides her as she giggled at some... fashion things she was looking at.
<span class="mu-r">"Oh man, could you imagine wearing something like this?"</span>
"...It looks like she's wearing a trash can."
<span class="mu-r">"I know right! Like, nobody would be caught dead wearing this stuff, not in fifty years from now or more. Fashion designers are like, nuts, dude!"</span>
"I don't know, crocs have been accepted into the mainstream."
<span class="mu-r">"Hey, crocs aren't that bad... I have crocs."</span> She frowned.
What can you say, you just never liked those ugly fucking shoes.
Ah, what were you here for, but to vent your worries again.
"Say, Heca? Can I call you Heca from now on?" You ask, getting a nod back; "Right... you really think we'll be able to pull this off? You know... stop the man upstairs from becoming mad with us and pulling the plug?"
<span class="mu-r">"Well, at least be assured of one thing, if that's what's gonna happen, it'll probably take the mean ole' giant actually trying to burn the world before the Angels come down with a vengeance to fix things. You know what they say, God works in mysterious ways. Well, that's true, nobody ever knows what that guy's thinking! Or what he's gonna do next... I couldn't say for sure, and I've met the dude in person. Even made deals before."</span> She admitted, setting her phone to the side.
<span class="mu-r">"Yo,"</span> She says, reeling you in with an arm around your neck; <span class="mu-r">"-I can tell you one thing though, my little pogchamp, I can sense His grace stuff on the humans he's touched. You definitely got some in there. You must have been praying a lot, haven't you?"</span>
"Y-Yeah..." You say, facing her with a genuine curiosity at where this was going, one that even let you ignore her cleavage and not Albert-out for once.