✞8 Days since my Last Confession✞

[13th_crusader]

[✝]1st Timothy 2:11-12

Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection.
But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.[✝]

[☨]The screen flickers on to the scene of Maxwell's bedroom, with the Archbishop looking like he could shame the word of "perturbed" with the way he's throwing his arms up in the air and pacing around his makeshift desk. For the patrons of Discedo he thought ahead if that damned communicator wanted to spy on him and stuffed a pillow over the receiver so he was completely muted.

However if one was inside the church they could hear his muffled cursing of all colors of the excrement rainbow in course Italian. The poor priest Father Anderson stands before him with a bewildered look upon his ever patient face.[☨]

Porca vacca! Sono cazzate di merda! Sono ubriaco e fuori di testa!?



First a damn hispoisonsmile, now they've made a bloody woman a Cardinal! Perhaps they do not have capable men sound of mind in the future. Why look at that Father 13sugars to name one who surely has a few nuts and bolts loose!

How can the papacy become so backwards?!

She belongs in a cloister not Reverend in Beatitude! Do you know how hard I worked just to become Bishop?! Was I born in the wrong century?! Hell they'll just throw out order of precedence at anyone in those days now wont they? Even, bloody, disgusting, rotting, vampiric freaks!!

CULO!

[☨]Dear Father Anderson looks pitifully apologetic to his Lord for the Archbishop's vain outburst, but he sets the man's tea down and just... gives him a sympathizing pat on the shoulder.

Maxwell seemingly deflates at the action and runs a hand through his blond hair.[☨]


Anderson... I.. I'm tired.


[Private//Integra Hellsing]

[☨]The feed times out, but re-opens to a much more relaxed and refreshed Maxwell who's steepling his fingers before the screen with a gingery smile curling the edges of his thin mouth.[☨]

Sir Integra, I'd like a word with you about your... Pet vampire, at the next available interval for you.


[[ooc: NOTE: No, you can not hear him clearly unless you're in the same room as him. T~T But you can see him throwing a glorious fit. ♥ Artwork is (c) with permission to V-azazel]]

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[jushinkan.livejournal.com]

[Oh God he doesn't know what you're saying but that was singularly the best thing he's seen all damn day.

He'd clap but that'd be waaaay too obvious]

Well that was kind of funny to watch.

Everything alright over there?

[gamerslave3.livejournal.com]

[Guess whose lurking around the church.]

Now what.

[hispoisonsmile.livejournal.com]

Why.. Archbishop Maxwell, is there a problem? You certainly seem.. disturbed by something. And in a house of God, as well, so it must be important indeed to your work.

[ooc]

[roseraiebleue.livejournal.com]

[IS THAT QUOTATION ACTUALLY A PART OF THE POST because i don't want to reply to it if not 8|]

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[fatherangeldust.livejournal.com]

[Anderson tilted his head down in Maxwell's direction and placed his hand upon the man's shoulder once again. His archbishop was angry and stressed about this whole new ordeal, but he had to figure out how to calm him down while remaining equally so. He then reached over to pick up the man's tea and offer it to him once again.]