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"Why both, of course." An amused little smirk played about the edges of his mouth as he led the priest through the maze of hallways that composed his home. After a dizzying array of twists and turns that all looked alike, they arrived in front of an ornately carved door. Pushing it open, Sol led Jerome into a small sitting room that, although filled with items that were no less valuable than what were in the main sitting room, was somehow simpler, subdued, exuding a quiet elegance that matched the personality of the occupant.

Tempted to join him in the chair, Sol gave a small, resigned sigh and took the seat next to Jerome, slender legs curled under him. A few seconds later there was a small pop and with a cheerful little "Cheep!" Kuraki set down a tea service with two delicate cup, an assorment of delicacies and two pots of fragrant, heavenly smelling tea. After making sure they had everything, the little bird boy saluted, gave another "Cheep!" and popped out.

Once alone, Sol turned to the priest and politely inquired, "I have both teas, which would you prefer to sample first, Jerome"?

Things would have been fine had JErome not slipped in that one "oui". As it was, hearing even that little word caused a shiver to run through the young incubus. Not a great one, but neough to make him lose both his concentration and grip on the cup he had picked up for jerome, causing it to drop to the table and shatter. Color flamed Sol's cheeks as he started gathering up the shards, embarassment robbing him of his usual grace as he stuttered out an appology to the priest.

"Nonsense Jerome. The cups are fine and you needn't sully your cassock." A quick snap of his fingers and Kuraki appeared, holding a brand new cassock made of some unearthly light and soft material to replace the one Jerome had dirtied, a towel to finish cleaning the mess, and a new tea cup. Quickly and efficiently he had things spotless and a fresh cups poured before popping out.

"Tea tastes better served in proper cups and something substantial is not a proper cup." With firm resolve Sol passed one cup of tea over to Jerome, once they were seated. "so, let us enjoy our tea and each others company, yes?" A dimple appeared on his face as he flashed the priest a friendly, surprisingly gentle smile.

Aki entered quietly, peeking around the corner of the library where he knew Rio was still sitting, having just finished the game. His fluffy white tail swayed behind him and his ear twitched a bit. It'd been awhile since he'd spoken with the incubus and he wondered what kind of responce he'd get this time. He had to admit he was a bit nervous, and yet still persistant, he stepped out into the library. He didn't spot Rio immediately though and decided to distract himself with the many shelves of books lining the walls.

((Loser.))

"Well, for one, people would ask questions. This is a uniform that the Vatican dictates, and to have one like this would be inappropriate for my station."
Though he objects, he keeps stroking the fabric with long, thin, well-worked fingers.

((...weirdo.))

Jerome sighed. How do you explain a life of service to someone who's always lived a life of extravagance (although through no fault of his own)?
"The Vatican is the head of the Church. It tells us what to do, how we are to behave. My parish is small and doesn't take in much money, if I were to have something this expensive, questions would arise as to where I got it. Bribery is not looked well upon."