"Geography's got nothing to do with it, love... You'd be surprised how much walks in front most of your kind and don't get noticed. We just made a business out of it, that's all. Though..." She corrected. "Being as one who studies this sort of thing, I'd guess you know of that, hmm? Least half of Hollywood's full to the gills with the netherworld - if not more. Nobody bats an eyelid, do they?"
The human capacity for self-deception, she was getting at, even if her turn of phrase was causing her to allude to it in somewhat less than formal tones. A psychological defence mechanism: The brain not quite able to emotionally handle what it was witnessing and substituting something else in reality's place, even if only in memory. For those like Livia, it was a commonplace - if amusing - exploitation to go about one's daily business, unmolested.
"Apologies if that came across a bit tetchy, it's just... Blimey... The times I've had a cross waved in front of me face, as if I'm meant to take notice - or water from some church hurled in me face... You grow up in the next dimension and everyone thinks you've got cloven hoofs and a-" Livia paused, because she did actually possess a tail. Giving a small cough and swishing it out the way. "And a pitchfork," she corrected. "Nine times out of ten, I tell ya'..." She waved a hand in dismissive, flapping motion. "Not human? Ooh, must be demonic! Truth is, that sort're just a slice of what's out there."
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on 2013-12-12 07:57 am (UTC)The human capacity for self-deception, she was getting at, even if her turn of phrase was causing her to allude to it in somewhat less than formal tones. A psychological defence mechanism: The brain not quite able to emotionally handle what it was witnessing and substituting something else in reality's place, even if only in memory. For those like Livia, it was a commonplace - if amusing - exploitation to go about one's daily business, unmolested.
"Apologies if that came across a bit tetchy, it's just... Blimey... The times I've had a cross waved in front of me face, as if I'm meant to take notice - or water from some church hurled in me face... You grow up in the next dimension and everyone thinks you've got cloven hoofs and a-" Livia paused, because she did actually possess a tail. Giving a small cough and swishing it out the way. "And a pitchfork," she corrected. "Nine times out of ten, I tell ya'..." She waved a hand in dismissive, flapping motion. "Not human? Ooh, must be demonic! Truth is, that sort're just a slice of what's out there."