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13th_crusader) wrote2009-10-03 03:38 am
13th_crusader) wrote2009-10-03 03:38 am
✞5 Days since my Last Confession✞
[✝]Psalms 34:11-14
Come, ye children, hearken unto me: I will teach you the fear of the Lord.
What man is he that desireth life, and loveth many days, that he may see good?
Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile.
Depart from evil, and do good; seek peace, and pursue it.[✝]
[☨]Morning glory is an understatement to what the small screen unveils. The dawn is clouded, yet the church shines brightly. Candles are carefully lit about the back alter giving the atmosphere a warm golden glow. Even the Archbishop who leans into the podium seems to have a halo of pleasantness about him, the likes, to those that knew him, had truly never seen.
Meticulously propping his priest's collar and fixing his embroidered red and gold stole over his shoulders he perked a slender blond brow at the screen as if he had not noticed it there before. He addresses the little communicator with a viperous smile and a heavenly light in his viridian eyes, a rather tranquil hum on the end of his clear Italian-born accent.[☨]
Aha! Buon giorno. Good morning, or as we say in the Holy See, salvē! Così e cosi, it is a grand morning indeed, for you see the Lord's house has finally been refurbished to it's former glory, if not better I'd say.
To commemorate this and strengthen faith and morale within this wary parched city, Evening Mass will be held on a weekly basis from this evening onward.
I Archbishop Enrico Maxwell will conduct the homily while Father Alexander Anderson will hold the reading. I do hope this catches the attention of whatever lost Catholics are out there, I assure you, you will find God's grace beneath this pristine steeple.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Deus vos benedicat.
[☨]Maxwell gives the screen a cordial bow before striding over to shut the commlink off.[☨]
[✝]Addressed to Abel Nightroad[✝]
I would like you to know that despite your... condition, I hold no ill will to you. You aided me in a scandalous time of need and my former thanks has not gone unchanged.
[✝]Addressed to Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing[✝]
I believe a meeting between our two factions is in order, may I be so bold as to address you personally at your current homestead?
[✝]Addressed to Dr. Eirin Yagokoro[✝]
Now if only I felt this good after the visits with my doctors at home. You have my greatest regards, Miss Yagokoro!
[✝]P.S.[✝]
Would any of you fineheathens patrons know where I could find something.. something, pickled. Pickled cucumbers, pickled olives, or giardiniera perhaps? Sì? No? Sì?
((OOC: If you haven't noticed Enrico's unseemly FRIENDLINESS, it's all to blame on Dr. Eirin and whatever horrible experimental drug she pumped into the stiff man to make him feel high as a kite. A euphoric state, that is. And apparently with a side-effect for a desire for things dowsed in vinegar. Yum. Maxwell will be strangely agreeable in this state, I look forward to exploiting his brief.. openness before it wears off and his world comes crashing down. I'm heading to bed though but will be back to tag in the actual evening! ♥))
Come, ye children, hearken unto me: I will teach you the fear of the Lord.
What man is he that desireth life, and loveth many days, that he may see good?
Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile.
Depart from evil, and do good; seek peace, and pursue it.[✝]
[☨]Morning glory is an understatement to what the small screen unveils. The dawn is clouded, yet the church shines brightly. Candles are carefully lit about the back alter giving the atmosphere a warm golden glow. Even the Archbishop who leans into the podium seems to have a halo of pleasantness about him, the likes, to those that knew him, had truly never seen.
Meticulously propping his priest's collar and fixing his embroidered red and gold stole over his shoulders he perked a slender blond brow at the screen as if he had not noticed it there before. He addresses the little communicator with a viperous smile and a heavenly light in his viridian eyes, a rather tranquil hum on the end of his clear Italian-born accent.[☨]
Aha! Buon giorno. Good morning, or as we say in the Holy See, salvē! Così e cosi, it is a grand morning indeed, for you see the Lord's house has finally been refurbished to it's former glory, if not better I'd say.
To commemorate this and strengthen faith and morale within this wary parched city, Evening Mass will be held on a weekly basis from this evening onward.
I Archbishop Enrico Maxwell will conduct the homily while Father Alexander Anderson will hold the reading. I do hope this catches the attention of whatever lost Catholics are out there, I assure you, you will find God's grace beneath this pristine steeple.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Deus vos benedicat.
[☨]Maxwell gives the screen a cordial bow before striding over to shut the commlink off.[☨]
[✝]Addressed to Abel Nightroad[✝]
I would like you to know that despite your... condition, I hold no ill will to you. You aided me in a scandalous time of need and my former thanks has not gone unchanged.
[✝]Addressed to Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing[✝]
I believe a meeting between our two factions is in order, may I be so bold as to address you personally at your current homestead?
[✝]Addressed to Dr. Eirin Yagokoro[✝]
Now if only I felt this good after the visits with my doctors at home. You have my greatest regards, Miss Yagokoro!
[✝]P.S.[✝]
Would any of you fine
((OOC: If you haven't noticed Enrico's unseemly FRIENDLINESS, it's all to blame on Dr. Eirin and whatever horrible experimental drug she pumped into the stiff man to make him feel high as a kite. A euphoric state, that is. And apparently with a side-effect for a desire for things dowsed in vinegar. Yum. Maxwell will be strangely agreeable in this state, I look forward to exploiting his brief.. openness before it wears off and his world comes crashing down. I'm heading to bed though but will be back to tag in the actual evening! ♥))
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Thank you very much!
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Will you be joining us for Mass this evening?
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[voice: Latin]
Am I correct?
[voice: Latin | Locked]
Yes, in fact I am the Leader of the current 9th Crusade. A true shame that I've been torn from the Lord's Holy war to face a new battlefield such as this city.
Re: [voice: Latin | Locked]
I am of the crusades too.
I am a holy scholar.
[voice: Latin | Locked]
And here I thought I and my one Paladin were the only ones to be transcended here.
Tell me brave Holy Scholar, just which Crusade were you fighting?
Re: [voice: Latin | Locked]
Even though I was a scholar, and we believed we had to bring the word of god in a more pasifistic manner.
[Altair was obviously lieing; considering the fact that he was one of the many that thought against the crusades]
[voice: Latin | Locked]
Yet is that not the desire of all True Christians? His Holiness only wanted the Holy Land that originally belonged to His people after all. However how can one ever hope to reason with heathens who base their misplaced beliefs on doctrines of violence?
[Maxwell, being unaware of Altair's intentions, saw him as a possible ally, yet kept a well guarded mind to all strangers. After all, the Third Crusader's failed miserably and squabbled amongst themselves for the spoils of war.]
Re: [voice: Latin | Locked]
Yes...
Even if we ourselves brought violence, and only caused more blood shed then had already been spilled.
[/Locked\]
[Naturally the Hellsing is suspicious. The Catholic is...cordial, and that alone is cause for hesitance.]
[/Locked\]
Will you accept a meeting? I have a proposal I'd like to make.
[/Locked\]
God, I know I'm going to regret this... Very well, Maxwell, report to my
officeapartment. And leave your Catholics behind.[/Locked\]
[Hand to God and all.]
I will be with you shortly then, Sir Hellsing. Ciào!
[And he is off to her residence, of course, not without a brief stop at the Highschool for something, something, appropriate for the occasion.]
[Comment Log]
She merely stares out of the window, waiting.]
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Yes, Catholicism is the true orthodox religion to worship our Lord and savior Jesus Christ.
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Mm, that sounds very interesting! [Aka Riful has NO IDEA what you're talking about.]
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That would do just fine, actually! Whom may I ask is speaking?
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I'm Ryuichi Sakuma from Japan. Are you from around Rome?
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Aha, one of my best subordinates is from Japan, though I'm sorry to say I haven't had the pleasure to visit
such a pagan country.Where might I find you Mr. Sakuma?
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About! I was at Shuichi's place but his boyfriend is having hysterics about his book so I went for a walk and that's where I am. Although I think I am gonna be at the Cafeteria for a bit 'cause I'm getting hungry.
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His boyfriend, what?Aha, perhaps I could meet you there then? The cafeteria that is.
I could find something to at least place in the vinegar... such a .. strange craving this is, I'm more inclined to freshness than preservatives.
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Okay, I'll be there. I'm gonna entertain some of the kids with a stuffed toy, so look for the guy with a pink rabbit.
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I will be there shortly then, ciào!
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See you soon!
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How many of you Christians are there?
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I really cannot even begin to express how light I feel right now.
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Just as I thought! There are no, ah, follow-ups I'll be needing to make, will there be?
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