✞12 Days since my Last Confession✞
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13th_crusader[✝]Proverbs 8:13
The fear of the Lord is to hate evil: Pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.[✝]
[☨]The archbishop, through the eyes of the lens, is holed up in what looks to be a tall wooden box, actually a make-shift confessional, seated with his late subordinate's bible in his lap. Idly he's flipping through the pages, pausing every so often when he finds a Polaroid stuck between them as a book-marker. He's uttering quite introspectively.[☨]
Dear Lord, seems I'm damned to rot here for next to eternity. This is it. This is Purgatory.. or worse yet Limbo, isn't it? The idling. The chaos. The idling in chaos. The constant, up and down, up and down, roller-coaster that never stops or breaks down. Seems one can nary have a consistent emotion in this place.
[☨]As he holds up the the picture, it's clearly a photo from St. Ferdinand's orphanage; all the children gathered about, with four men and two woman: two priests (Fr.Anderson and Wolfe), a monsignor (Fr.Renaldo), a abbess(The Head Nun), a nun(Sr.Takagi) and a bishop(Epus.Maxwell), standing behind them, all genuine smiles.. save for the bishop who held an air of no-nonsense about him. The tic in his left eye twitched and winced, yet apparently not exactly at the photo itself, for he turned with a leer at the blinking red light of the commlink.[☨]
Yet I know of one that's perpetually left in me: ...Hate--I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, haaaate, You!
[☨]As he reaches to grab the device, his body suddenly turns to jagged convulsions as the wretched thing shocks the holy piss out of him. Seems it doesn't think too fondly of him either.[☨]
. . . ...................ma...maledetto.
The fear of the Lord is to hate evil: Pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth, do I hate.[✝]
[☨]The archbishop, through the eyes of the lens, is holed up in what looks to be a tall wooden box, actually a make-shift confessional, seated with his late subordinate's bible in his lap. Idly he's flipping through the pages, pausing every so often when he finds a Polaroid stuck between them as a book-marker. He's uttering quite introspectively.[☨]
Dear Lord, seems I'm damned to rot here for next to eternity. This is it. This is Purgatory.. or worse yet Limbo, isn't it? The idling. The chaos. The idling in chaos. The constant, up and down, up and down, roller-coaster that never stops or breaks down. Seems one can nary have a consistent emotion in this place.
[☨]As he holds up the the picture, it's clearly a photo from St. Ferdinand's orphanage; all the children gathered about, with four men and two woman: two priests (Fr.Anderson and Wolfe), a monsignor (Fr.Renaldo), a abbess(The Head Nun), a nun(Sr.Takagi) and a bishop(Epus.Maxwell), standing behind them, all genuine smiles.. save for the bishop who held an air of no-nonsense about him. The tic in his left eye twitched and winced, yet apparently not exactly at the photo itself, for he turned with a leer at the blinking red light of the commlink.[☨]
Yet I know of one that's perpetually left in me: ...Hate--I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, haaaate, You!
[☨]As he reaches to grab the device, his body suddenly turns to jagged convulsions as the wretched thing shocks the holy piss out of him. Seems it doesn't think too fondly of him either.[☨]
. . . ...................ma...maledetto.
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Date: 2009-12-10 10:27 pm (UTC)Where are you, mister?
*Giggles.*
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Date: 2009-12-10 10:45 pm (UTC)I'm... In the church, of course.
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Date: 2009-12-10 10:48 pm (UTC)Really? I am close by then!
*She is now on a mission to meet the silly man.*
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Date: 2009-12-10 11:19 pm (UTC)DUE TO WOE-AIDs.]
Aha, are you now? You had better watch yourself, there's a graveyard with horrible flesh-eating demons roving about in there right next to this place.
[MUST. BARRICADE. DOOR.]
This is cracking me up. XD
Date: 2009-12-10 11:30 pm (UTC)Yep! I can see the door! Really? Then wouldn't it dangerous for you to be there, mister?
*Sai trots towards the doors, giggling at what she remembers on the video. Once she reaches the doors, she lifts a hand to start knocking on it. Cause knocking first is the polite thing to do!*
FFFFFFFFF!!
Date: 2009-12-10 11:39 pm (UTC)Oh nononono I'm perfectly safe in here! His house is like a fortress, you see.
[CRAP! He hears the knock and tucks his long legs into the makeshift confessional... Maybe. Maybe if he keeps quiet it'll go away? Please God, I've been the paragon of good lately! Not a single execution or excommunication for 4 WHOLE MONTHS NOW!]
s he like, scared of kids or something? *Never read the series.*
Date: 2009-12-10 11:52 pm (UTC)Really? I want to see the inside now even more!
*Sai waits a couple of moments for a response before pouting as none came.*
I thought that he said that he was in the church...
*She goes to open one of the doors and quietly enters the church. She at once goes to look around with her eyes wide as she has never been inside a church before.*
Wow....
*Another giggle is let out as she goes to run down towards the pulpit.*
HAHA Noo he just can't STAND them. Maxwell has a large barbed stick up his ass
Date: 2009-12-11 12:09 am (UTC)...Oh bother.
[He mewled in defeat and stepped out of the confessional to greet the young spindly girl, noting her awe.]
Do you like it?
LOL Poor Maxwell, Sai is going to be his worst nightmare then! XD
Date: 2009-12-11 12:19 am (UTC)Pale eyes blink as her pale hair slowly changes into long black wavy hair as Maxwell appears. She giggles and turns to face him, nodding her head firmly.*
It really beautiful! Are all churches like this?
Sorry for the delay! I was out D:!!
Date: 2009-12-13 09:56 am (UTC)Most Catholic churches, yes.
[The regal man nodded, bundling up all his willpower not to say anything upsetting to the child. God knows he's had enough migraines over the past few months.]
This one was nearly run into the ground, yet what little of the clergy here has managed to keep it pristine.
[A smile full of pride etched his viperous mouth as he hummed to himself.]
I hope to keep it that way.
It's okay! <3 *Offers cookies.*
Date: 2009-12-13 07:46 pm (UTC)Heeeeey~ It's very clean in here is it not? That means she can go barefoot in here, right? Right?*
Catholic churches? There is more then one type of church?
*She blinks at the sight of the smile and goes to smile as sweetly as she can.*
It really is pretty and something like a church needs to stay that way.
*nomnomnom*
Date: 2009-12-14 02:19 am (UTC)[More like his creed and fanatical beliefs, but he wasn't here to preach, he was a goddamn crusader after all.]
But.. si.. si, si, and you can help keep it cleansed..
[Walking over, he fidgeted with his hands, molding over his next action, like he was about to touch something horrid... and picked her up from under her arms and set her carefully down on the ground.]
By not dirtying it further, si?
[A serpentine smile met her nauseating sweetness. How Anderson put up with these small people, he could never understand.]
What.. was your name again?
[Unsure if he caught it or not during his mild inward conniption.]
*Chuckles.*
Date: 2009-12-14 04:19 am (UTC)*You got her curiosity going, Maxwell. GOOD JOB!*
How so?
*She blinks as she watches his actions and makes a small surprise sound as being picked up like that.*
How am I dirtying it, sir?
*She blinks before giggling as much as she can now.*
Papa calls me Xi!
kwahsdka I drowned in tags D:
Date: 2009-12-16 01:10 pm (UTC)[Everyone was doing it wrong! His God is an Awesome God!]
As for the dirt, your feet could have some, and our Lord likes to keep his house neat for His guests.
Aha, does your papa know you're here, Xi?
That is completely understandable!
Date: 2009-12-16 07:34 pm (UTC)So Catholicism is the best one? Why?
*She blinks and goes to look at her feet.... Yeah, they were dirty...*
Oh...
*She perks up and giggles, looking back up at him.*
I don't think that he does but I don't think that he will mind at all.
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Date: 2009-12-17 03:08 pm (UTC)Because we serve the One true God, and have survived the centuries of ridicule and persecution to become the grandest and strongest standing religion on the face of the planet. We have a indisputable history that dates back to biblical times. There's no doubt our majestic Lord looks upon us with great favor.
[Oh how his conviction was ever absolute, saying all this while looking admirably to the grand alter at the back of the church.]
Your father could be worried you're here alone however.. What's his name?
*Patpats.*
Date: 2009-12-17 07:52 pm (UTC)Really? Can you show me?
*She blinks once more and goes to let out a few giggles.*
Papa is Abel Nightroad!
*purr*
Date: 2009-12-17 08:09 pm (UTC)Show you what?
[The name catches him however.]
...Nightroad. Ah yes, I know him, odd fellow that one. I wasn't aware he had... offspring.
[A brow twitched. He supposed that man-monster would be one to send this brat here.]
... I just imagined Maxwell with that face purring.
Date: 2009-12-17 08:43 pm (UTC)*She blinks before perking up.*
You know Papa? I wonder why he hasn't mentioned you yet.
*Giggles.*
We look alike, don't we?
*And Sai would kick you if she heard you call her Papa a man-monster.*
Nyaah he is a pretty smug persian :3
Date: 2009-12-18 06:09 am (UTC)[Taking a seat on the pew, he opened Anderson's great bible, turning to a copy of the Letter to the Smyrnaeans. Not one to pass a moment of showing off his scriptural knowledge.]
St. Ignatius of Antioch wrote in about.. oh 107 AD to Christians in Smyrna. He asked.. no, exhorted true Christians to remain closely united with their bishop.. Someone like me.
[Drawing a slender and articulate fingertip along the fine parchment written in old calligraphy, he recited, making sure she was following along.]
"Wherever the bishop shall appear, there let the multitude of the people also be; even as, wherever Jesus Christ is, there is the Catholic Church."
[Glancing back to the girl, he noted the girl's appearance half-assedly.]
Ah.. yes.. I can really see the resemblance.
[Definitely heathen-spawn.]
ROFL I can never see him the same way ever again! XD
Date: 2009-12-18 06:25 am (UTC)You are a bishop? Really?
*She goes to watch him, wanting to touch the bible, but isn't sure if she is allowed to. She giggles and smiles as much as she can up at him.*
Are you friends with Papa?
*Oh Maxwell, if only you knew just who her real father is.*
>:3
Date: 2009-12-18 10:28 am (UTC)An Archbishop actually. Nearly in line for the papacy myself.
[A half-lie. He needed to be a Cardinal for that. Yet surely had he won his crusade, he would have been voted through Election of Adoration. He turned the pages careful and idly, coming across other pieces of scrap his subordinate kept as bookmarks, such as a crayon drawing of the priest by one of his orphans no doubt.]
Friends? ...Well... We're co-workers of sorts. That counts for something I suppose.
[He most likely doesn't even want to know who she really came out of.]
You are so proud of yourself aren't you? XD
Date: 2009-12-18 07:23 pm (UTC)What does an Archbishop do?
*She goes back to watching him handling the bible before idly going lean against him, trying to cuddle as he flips through the pages.*
Do you like working with Papa?
OH verily <3
Date: 2009-12-19 02:58 am (UTC)An Archbishop is much like a governor of a state, to.. oversimplify. I oversee the archdiocese, which is many, many churches in my jurisdiction. I make sure everything under my care is running smoothly.
[Then there was physical contact. He felt her brush up against him like a cat needy for attention. Every muscle in his body tensed up like he was bracing for impact of a great fall, causing a piece of his tightly-bound hair to spring out from his pony-tail and dangle in front of his face.]
Ghn!... Aha, well.. he is.. has been. A rather.. irreplaceable aid to me.
[He refused to speak a conforming answer!]
LOL <3
Date: 2009-12-19 03:18 am (UTC)Isn't it hard to do? Don't you get tired of doing it?
*Sai goes in to cuddle him, not touching the lap area as despite how many memory wipes, that section belongs to only two people! Pale eyes blink at his reaction and she couldn't help but to giggle... A lot at his reaction.*
I am glad that Papa is irreplaceable to you.
OH GOD HE'S ALLERGIC TO CUDDLES! D:!!!
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