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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 10:48 am
The chapel in Haven is a relatively large room, easily cpable of holding close to ninety people comfortably, where the Hunters go to pray in peace and safety, have their weapons blessed, and where religous ceremonies are held. The floor is tiled with marble and the walls are bedecked with small murals and inscriptions of scripture and religous sayings. A red carpet goes down the isle with five pews on either side, each pew capable of seating about nine to ten people. At the front is a small altar and pulpit, with a large wooden cross nailed to the wall behind it. Next to the door is a basin of holy water, used for blessings and for people to cleanse their spirit with as they pray. In the far corner of the chapel is a small confessional, with the door to the priest's office right next to it, as well as a statue of the Virgin Mary and a table filled with candles for people to light. The priest in charge of the chapel is Father Michaels, a man who learned the truth about the supernatural darkness in the world when he was called to perform an exorcism and joined the Hunters as a spiritual advisor.
Next to the main chapel is another room, where Hunters of other religons such as Islam, Bhuddist, Hindu, Shinto, Wiccan, and others are allowed to perform their own religous ceremonies.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:06 pm
Skiaska removed her weapons at the door and knelt in front of the altar. She was weakening... She looked up at the cross and began her prayers. That's all she could doa t that moment. Pray and hope that her family and love would come back to her, safely.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 5:21 am
In the middle of her prayer, Skiaska felt something... strange. Like every burden was lifted form her shoulders. Her eyes snapped open and she kissed both of her knuckles before dashing out of the Chapel. She just needed to make sure...
((Exit to Will's Office))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 8:58 pm
Quietly, she had entered Haven, her hair tucked gently behind her ears. The loose curls fell in tendrils about her shoulders as she tried to keep from making eye contact with anyone as she walked through security. Anyone whoknew her would know that there was something that was weighing heavily on her mind right now. Her expression was solemn as she made her way towards the new chapel she had heard about.
Slipping her single weapon off, a single switchblade (for once she was being seen without her magnums), she laid it gently on the ground. Her high heels clicked on the floor with each step she took, the light brown material and the straps wrapped around her ankels shining in the dimmed light. The flowing bottom of her dress billowed as she swiftly took a seat in the front row, the light flickering off the golden armband she wore, in the shape of a snake winding itself around her bicep. This was certainly a place she never thought she would find herself.
Sighing, she put her head in her hands. Her mind reeled with questions, but she knew in her mind that she was doing the right think. Standing, she approached the alter kneeling in front of it and bowing ehr head. Though she was alone, she took a deep breath, her fangs gleaming in the light as she spoke softly, "Alright...I know i have never really bought into this whole religion thing, but I figure i need all the help i can get..." She paused as she spoke this, her head pulse. This was a lot harder than she thought it would be.
From the shadows, the priest looked at her with a solemn expression. He chose not to bother her for now. This was obviously a heart-felt prayer to god, and the gleaming of her fangs told him all that he needed to know. As she continued, he slid back into the shadows, listening. "I know that...I shouldnt really be here. I am one of the damned now, but I need your help. Please watch over these hunters...they deserve so much more than we have. I pray that you give it to them. And...well...please let me be making the right decision. Amen.....oh, and one more thing God. Please let us have some happy hunting." Standing up, she kissed the tips of ehr fingers and gently laid them on the wooden cross before turning and walking briskly out of the chapel. She would leave a note for Will, a note for everyone else, and then be on her way.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 7:10 pm
Will stepped into the chapel, kneeling at the doorway, dipping his fingers in the basin of holy water, and crossing himself. Making his way to the rear, he lit a candle on the table at the foot of the statue of the Virgin Mary. Muttering a short prayer, he glanced over to the confessional, seeing the sign on the priest's side indicating that he was currently in the confessional. Stepping into the other side, Will sat down and crossed himself again. "Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It has been over four months since my last confession..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 8:21 pm
"How have you sinned, my son?"
The priest's voice was soft and comforting yet firm. Will could tell that this was a man who believed in and practiced "love the sinner, hate the sin", and that he practiced the principle with a passion. Already the Hunter leader felt relaxed, the burden of his guilt and sins being taken from him. "I have taken the Lord's name in vain and used coarse language many times on the hunt, father. I have taken the lives of many vampires, lycans, and demons and I feel burdened by their blood. And I have flasely accused one of my Hunters, letting them down when I should have been there for them."
"Despite your mortal nature my child, you are upon this Earth doing His will. Never question that you are an agent of heaven, fighting the darkness. Compared to your service dedicated in His name, your sins are minor. You are forgiven. Go back to your room, and say fifteen Hail Marys. Be at peace."
"Thank you, father. Peace be with you also."
Exiting the confessional, Will crossed himself one last time at the sight of the cross on the wall before turning and walking out of the chapel towards his room.
((exit to Will's room))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 6:56 pm
She stepped into Haven silently. unbuckling her holsters she left them at the door and walked towards the rear kneeling infront of the virgin mary and lighting a candle on the table near her. she took one look around then bowed her head in pray.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 7:36 pm
after a moment she could not sit there any longer and stood up walking out of the chapel picking up her holsters and weapons on the way out
((Exit to Hunter's Bar))
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 8:30 pm
Myyth hadn't had any trouble getting into Haven, although it had been awhile since she'd been by. She'd been past the chaple before this, but she had never felt the need to go in. Until now. Looking around she had to smile slightly, it reminded her of Europe, and of Peter interestingly enough.
Not that she'd didn't have enough issues without adding him. Settling into a pew toward the left side, Myyth rested her hands on one in front of her and put her head down. She wanted to just sit and not think for awhile. That's was what had really gotten her into this mess. Over thinking. Why was this so hard? She should know....
Picking up her head she looked at the cross, no bothering to dwel on the irony of her being in here at all. She had a choice to make, and to drag it out anymore was cruel to both of them. Looking back down at her hands Myyth started to think outlound, without really noticing it. "Omki, or Dessik? My own kind and the elders blessing, or exile?" Looking at the roof, Myyth said somewhat rufully. "You never make it easy for me. Not then, not now. You're never going to give me a clear choice in this, or the other, are you?"
When no signal for above was forth coming, Myyth simply rolled her eyes and returned to looking at her hands, and trying to work out what she should do next.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 6:24 pm
Morgan was walking down the long halls of Haven, passing many rooms, many people, and many odd objects. Suddenly she peered into a room, and realized that it was a Chapel. Finally a place where she could feel safe, and normal! Quickly Morgan strolled into the room, she probably would've bounded if her legs were not so weak.
She then came into the Chapel and put her fingers in the holy water and formed a cross on her forehead. After getting the holy water she went into a pew, knelt down, closed her eyes, and started to pray. She prayed there for about fifteen minutes and then went up to the alter. She said a quick silent prayer there, and quickly returned to her pew.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 6:37 pm
Still dizzed from the tranquilizer, Snow entered the chapel. He still swayed while he was walking and suddenly he stumbled and fell on the ground. As he got up, he noticed, that he was standing in front of the maiden maria. So he knelt down and prayed for the soul of his wife.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 6:44 pm
He was no hunter but his charge was
carrying the limp for of a women he walked in the doors and up towards the alter
bending down he put her down infront of it
standin up again he turned and walked out of the chapel ignoring all looks that came from hunters around him
((exit to city))
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 7:13 pm
Snow got up. What was a lycan doing here?... He looked over to the woman in front of the alter. She looked familiar to him, but his eysight was still foggy. So he walked towards her.
As he kneelt next to her, he recognized her.
"Kai! Wake up!"
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no reaction.
Her blood was running over the floor, so he turned her around a little. When he saw her back was ripped, he was shocked.
"ANYONE! GET A DOCTOR! NOW!!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 7:39 pm
As no one acted, he had no choice to take her to the infirmary by himself. It was risky, because he was still dizzed, but a friend needed his help.
He carefully picked her up and as he got up, he barely fell backwards, but he was able to find the balance again before that happened.
Still swaying he slowly left the chapel.
[leaving towards general areas]
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 9:21 pm
Morgan was unable to assist Snow in getting a doctor. First off she was too terrified to go back to the infirmary, second she was very weak, and third she was unconscious.
Morgan had fainted from her lack of food and water. She was also sleep deprived, and now she just laid there in her pew's asile, unconscious. She was even more pale than she had been when she first was in the infirmary, but now the color seemed to be almost completely bleached from her skin. The unconscious woman laid there, not being able to do anything but wait for someone to find her...
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