A spirit within him? A rather convenient explanation, but the change in demenour would be rather hard to act.
What a novel concept! Have you ever heard of such a thing before, McKayla?
I know, right? Hmm, say, are you capable of speaking with a similar being to you?
I am! Would you like me to verify his story?
Unnecessary, I believe it. Besides, I don't believe anyone knows I have something living inside my head...unless I was sensed? I'm rather new to this.
Enough thinking. Have you considered his offer?
"December, is that right? I must say, it is a rather fascinating revelation to be delivered to me, and as a holy woman I am familiar with what kinds of magic you may be," McKayla begins to address the spirit, while its host was still on his hands and knees, "we practice forgiveness, yet you are right in that I am very much hurt at the actions of your host. You need not worry for the consequences, I understand."
A light sentence! Do you mean it?
Of course not. A weak spirit that was unable to contain his actions should burn together all the same! Though, I am a little interested in meeting someone similar to us, so perhaps we can keep them alive for a bit longer.
"...Though I will admit that your insistence at your offer is quite tempting. Ah, very well, I shall make this a special occasion. Just this one time, I shall indulge," as McKayla finished her last word with a sharp intonation, her earrings set off, and August's entire body was pushed down to the floor with a hard thud, "this is not something I am familiar with, but since you requested, I can see how much I can make this man regret his decision."
A lie, of course. McKayla was quite versed in these kind of torture sequences, and the next while continued with heavy spite and great passion. She enjoyed every moment of it.
"Don't worry about all the blood. I am still a cleric, after all."
