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[]Leviticus 14:9

But it shall be on the seventh day, that he shall shave all his hair off his head and his beard and his eyebrows, even all his hair he shall shave off: and he shall wash his clothes, also he shall wash his flesh in water, and he shall be clean.

[☨]God if it were only that easy for one as stubborn as him. Maxwell hadn't allowed a razor to run over his head since before he could use the word 'No!'. Yet here he hadn't so much as put a knife to tapered ends of his unruly mane that was by now nearly brushing the floor as he walked. As he sits at the end of the stony baptismal pool, rather begrudgingly using it as a wash for the umpteenth time, he was once again bemoaning over the high maintenance his crown needed.[☨]

Ksh, dear Lord what I would not give for a bottle of Sciˡampo olio d'oliva.

[☨]Muttering to himself as he scrubs the wayward tresses till the video, shot from the bottom of the pool, times out. He'd be there for a while.[☨]

((ooc: I'll tag you back Grell-mun when I get off work in a few hours <3 ))

Date: 2010-05-01 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
... I cannot believe you let it get that bad.

[Well, while the gender was a bit on the ambiguous side over the voice function, at least the English breeding was clear]
Edited Date: 2010-05-01 02:14 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-05-01 10:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
[The smarmy British lilt was almost a comfort. He was getting rather tired of wrapping his head around all the Japanese on the network. None-the-less, his retort is innately miffed.]

I've made do with what I have which is nothing, grazie!

Date: 2010-05-01 10:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
Your flyaways have flyaways. You're torturing it! You could be so perfectly beautiful too!

If I can maintain a good upkeep, so can you. Obviously you just need a few pointers.

Date: 2010-05-01 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
Aha. . .

[Is that pink staining? Yes it is. He never had any intention of letting it get this far!]

That certainly is not the case! There is only so much I can work with, with meager dish-soap and a broken-toothed comb, sig..nor..ina..?

[That voice is just ambiguous enough to fool him into a state of bemusement.]

Date: 2010-05-01 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
[That is fucking adorable, Enrico]

Then I will lend my expertise. It certainly looks like you could use it, dear~.

[And this is Grell not letting you know the gender one way or another]

Date: 2010-05-01 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com

[Well s..he isn't denying so... But the offer has him perking.]

Are you a professionale?

Date: 2010-05-01 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
You could put it that way, yes. ♥

Date: 2010-05-01 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threshold-heir.livejournal.com
...does the church hold an active service?

[He's been wanting to ask this for quite awhile, considering the sermons he now and then hears on the network.]

Date: 2010-05-01 01:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
Aye. Thae church es always open tae those thaet 'ave need o' et. Fer noo' ah've onlieh bin holdin' them Sunday mornin', boot..Es thaer soomthin' we coul' do fer ye?

[Father Anderson was usually the only speaker unless his Archbishop was feeling so inclined...]

Edited Date: 2010-05-01 01:21 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-05-01 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threshold-heir.livejournal.com
I see...

...... [This is a hesitation, and a long one at that.]

If the services are open, I may wish to attend.

[Voice] ...Oh mai. <3

Date: 2010-05-01 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[Of course, the preacher man had no qualms about the other, for he knew him not. Regardless, any soul seeking the Eye of God would find him to be merciful, for a gift of Faith was a powerful service in itself. He was nothing more than a Divine Tool, meant to Serve others. Ever the shepherd to tend to his flock, the priest would not discriminate be they black sheep, or a wolf disguised in fleece.]

Dinna ye fret. Ah'd nae turn ye away.
Edited Date: 2010-05-01 03:55 am (UTC)

[Voice] yea this could get interesting 8)

Date: 2010-05-01 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] threshold-heir.livejournal.com
[Nor did Alucard know anything of this particular preacher. Even so, he could only think 'perhaps you should,' for he considered his own blood cursed. He was damned... if not only for half of his lineage, but for what he had once done. Yet he felt it might give him some peace to attend.]

...then I will come. [For this once, at least...]


Date: 2010-05-01 10:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
One more pew to fill would be a Godsend.

Why we might even have the auditorium at a dull roar soon!

[There's rather cynical laughter from him, yet he's pleased to have another attendee... so long as he does not know the man's true nature.]


Date: 2010-05-01 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
E-e...M-maxwell...A-ah dinna think et works thaet way exactlieh, boot aye...We'd be verieh glad tae 'ave ye.


Date: 2010-05-01 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
I was being facetious, Anderson.

The lack of attendance is atrocious and I will not stand for it so long as I know there are believers out there of Our One True God.


Date: 2010-05-01 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
O-o'...A-ah suppose..Ah should be a bit moor' vocal aboo' thae services..A-archbishop.


Date: 2010-05-01 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
I've found raising my voice in a Den of Lions without the Lord's Angel to shut their mouths to be quite... ruinous.

[Yes, he's calling you that angel, Killing Judge.]

You have to understand why I've been so silent, insegnante.


Date: 2010-05-01 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[A small clearing of his throat to remedy the tightness of his throat, mouth growing dry.]

Ehm..Ah...Migh' 'ave ahn inklin'.


Date: 2010-05-01 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
I thought so.

[If his wounds were any proof.]


Date: 2010-05-01 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[Come to think of it...His own hair was getting a little scruffy around the base of his neck, tapering in and nearly long enough to curl around a finger. While a bayonet would do fine to curb most facial hair, a finer tool was needed for curbing the sharply curving ends.

He reached, tentatively, for the dragging ends of unkempt finely spun gold, gently smoothing between his fingertips.]

Archbishop...Dae ye need assistance?


Date: 2010-05-01 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
[It was no secret to the priest that Maxwell's Achilles' Heel was his hair, and the gentle pull had him almost lulled into a state of tranquility. Glancing back as he held a thick tassel in one hand and a broken-toothed comb in the other, he was rather haphazardly trying to comb the snarls out.]

I could use an extra hand... so long as you don't make any penalizing suggestions.

[God knew how many times the little boy had run away squealing from Anderson while a pair of scissors gleamed in his hands like that bayonets he carried now.]


Date: 2010-05-01 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
'Ere...Maxwell, ye're bein' tae rough wit' 'em..Ye've goot tae at least show them ae leetle gentleness.

[At first, when young Maxwell had established his desire to keep his fair-flowing locks the Priest guffawed, having thought the very notion silly..A child's fancy. Yet, now, as he gazed upon the lovely cascading mane, he had to admit he was rather fond of it. And so, when he took the comb from the Italian's dagger-tipped retractiles he teased the very end through the middle of the tangle, working at the knot without pulling.]

Et's gotten sae lang. Ah think...Ef ye'd let me braid et, ye woul' nae 'ave as mooch trouble wit' those snarls, ye ken?
Edited Date: 2010-05-01 10:59 pm (UTC)


Date: 2010-05-01 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com

YOU ARE DOING IT WRONG, ANDERSON. Also, yes, Grell only exists to ruin all that is touching and sweet.

There isn't even a warning, the death god simply bangs open the door and is hunting around for the walking talking hair related calamity that is Enrico]

... In the baptismal pool? Really?


Date: 2010-05-01 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
W..would you rather I use the Highschool's toilet!?

[IT'S ALL THEY HAVE IN THIS CHURCH. And at least Anderson keeps the water clean.]

Un minuto.. who are--

[That indistinguishable voice is what reminds him, and he's about to stand, only he's still connected to Anderson by those long tresses.]

Aha.. the.. professionista, I presume...?

Edited Date: 2010-05-01 11:09 pm (UTC)


Date: 2010-05-01 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[The curl had only just managed to be flattened and tamed in his palm when the sudden appearance caused both Bishop and Priest to give a turn, sea-green hues clashing with a wave of vibrant flames for hair.]

....Maxwell. E..e...Dae ye ken...Each other?

[His attentions quickly fixated upon the red-headed sabertooth with an unusually keen eye, unable to swallow that appearance down so quickly, unlike his brethren.

'Professionista'...? That was no...]
Edited Date: 2010-05-01 11:27 pm (UTC)


Date: 2010-05-01 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
You could draw water from any one of the water treatment containers they have around here.

[The death god rolled his eyes, putting his hands on his hips as Enrico finally recognized him]

Precisely. [Those bright green eyes flicked to Anderson, taking in the scraggly appearance]

Do we have a fear of razor blades? [Oh he had a lot of work to do here. Crossing the floor quickly, those high stiletto heels clicking smartly against the floor, he went to wave Anderson away with one hand, rummaging through his coat with another]

There isn't any need to cut his hair. A wash and a trim will get us started just fine.


Date: 2010-05-02 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
I don't trust any water here I or my subordinate haven't boiled ourselves.

[And since he hadn't started finding blood in his stool, he was sure they were doing just fine that way. He steeled however when the fabulous fetch made himself a barrier between him and Anderson, and backed up an inch, hands up flat in defense. He gave Anderson a desperate look. Help. Now.]

N..now wait a moment, we haven't even been properly introduced, and I'll have you know my hair is rather--

[He felt his balance hampered as he stepped back enough that his heel was on the edge of the pool, just short of being christened again.]

Delicate, I do not just let anyone fondle with it.
Edited Date: 2010-05-02 12:21 am (UTC)


Date: 2010-05-02 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[Bristles like the unruly boar that he was, barrel-size chest swelling up in defense. Should his kinsmen give the word the Defender would cut the stranger down in an instant. Not that he was adverse to simply restraining the offending hands invading the Archbishop's personal space..He knew how much Enrico valued his comfort.]

Hnnn...Name yerself ahn yer intentions wit' mae ward.

[Fashion sense aside, he found the intrusion put him on edge. That he had come through the protective Barriers at all was but a small comfort.]


Date: 2010-05-02 09:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
In this place, I suppose that would be a good idea.

[Oh, he was going to be like that, was he? The redhead was suddenly all pleasant smiles... or rather, as pleasant as a smile could be with a grin like that.

He took an elegant, sweeping bow, exchanging the fussy primadonna attitude for the higher class victorian gentleman air]

Oh of course sir~. How terribly rude of me. Grell Sutcliffe, at your service.

[He kept his attention neatly split, looking at Enrico now, but listening closely to whatever Anderson might do]

I am sorry, I suppose I just got a little excited.


Date: 2010-05-03 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 13th-crusader.livejournal.com
[Anderson's flight to his defense was relieving at most, giving him enough of an edge to inch away from the pool's edge and adjust the tightness of his clerical collar that.. mysteriously felt too tight in front of this.. androgynous creature.]

Archbishop.. Enrico.. Maxwell.

[Introductorly speaking rather cautiously as he habitually slicked his bangs back.. which sprung forward disobediantly to no avail.]

And my subordinate, Father Alexander Anderson.

[Gesturing to the giantesque man before aheming into his fist.]

Aha, I take this is a rather.. vehement hobby for you?


Date: 2010-05-04 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctus-cineris.livejournal.com
[Grell might use his wiles to charm the serpent, but he could not tame the Beast. Guardian and Keeper of his Flock, the Shepherd watched the incensed flame-hair with a vigilantly trained eye, remaining at his post though his head inclined at the introduction.

He'd be wary of this one, though he wasn't quite sure why his defenses heckled so at the sight of the other. A simple trigger...Though he couldn't put his finger on it for certain.]

[Action] latelatelatelate

Date: 2010-05-07 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainsawgood.livejournal.com
Boredom can turn anything into a 'vehement hobby'. My interests tend to branch out quite a bit, I suppose you could say this is more of a side interest.

[It certainly seemed like he was ignoring Anderson, all that charm now turned on the archbishop.]

Archbishop! Well, your Excellency, I can't say I've ever gotten the honor of really spending much time with someone of your office. It seems to be such a difficult job...


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