The Cabal (Sorcerry RP)

[johalt]

John listened just as intently to the others' proposals, smirking a bit at the mention of the nickname a few of them had decided to use on him. He always felt a little foolish in these matters. The only real reason he had not been "kicked out" was because he knew and could do things nobody, not even Ace, could fully comprehend (hard as he tried to explain). He knew this full well, but he often felt especially foolish around Ace; this was perhaps to be understood, considering he was the oldest among them, but here body age was rarely a factor; though Ace had indeed spent the most time in this life, John's particular mastery required he spend copious amounts of time in what he referred to as "The Mind Abyss", the void of one's own thoughts. Though seconds had only passed here, whole lifetimes could be (and unfortunately for some, often were) experienced there. It was always Ace who reminded him just how young and inexperienced he really was. He shook his head subconsciously. Sometimes he wondered how this world could possibly get on sometimes. Though I guess this is part of the reason we are here... He decided to dwell on these things later, when there was more time. "I understand where you come from, but an offensive now would be extremely unwise; if it is fear that drives these people, then a show of might will only make things worse; if it is ignorance that drives them, then they will not stop till we are dead or have some sort of reassurance; and if it's jealousy, then extermination will only prove to others that we have something to hide. Aggression is not a wise choice now."