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 Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:31 pm
Bastarache's smile was purely sickened now. His eyes that were focusing into hers were in pain; they were almost shaking.
"Don't cut your visit short... because of me..." he said, "Those with... little faith... should keep... what little faith they... have."
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:33 pm
Ay... so many people have fallen into the dark... I'm glad that has not happened to me yet... I hope that they have come to purify their corrupted souls...
With three people consumed by shadow around him, Shigure felt a cold shiver down his spine.
Maybe I should've just went to confession...
"So.. umm... have you all come for confession, or are you here just for sanctuary--"
Shigure stared at Blue.
"Is... there something wrong with you?"
There had to be something wrong. The church is holy, and any normal person should feel better here.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:33 pm
Feena nodded as she placed her ahdns to her sides, her bloodlust eyes traveling to Blue.
Wouldn't he be dead by now if he bled to much? Thought Feena as she gave out a glare, normally she doesn't like being the presences of those like her, Raven was an execption. Feena wasn't to sure about Blue..there was something about..?
Feena slowly turned her back and went to the bench near the stainglass, the holy divine light streaming down, trying to suck away the pure darkness from Feena but failing. She picked up her Tarot cards as well as putting the Strength, High Priestess, and The Hanged Man back to its normal place in the deck.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:36 pm
Raven shook her head.
"I did not find what I was looking for. I don't think I will ever find it...and it was not faith that brought me here."
She turned sadly and walked out of the church, starting to head towards the courtyard.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:40 pm
Bastarache turned to Feena to bow, "Excuse me... but I must go..." he took a few steps towards the door and then, stopped. Turning to her, he forced himself to speak, "If you feel... ignored... don't... we are not... very sociable here in the... school of lost souls.".
He walked out of the church, letting out a sigh of relief.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:45 pm
Feena stood underneath the stainglass, the light already blinding her bloodlust eyes, she held her locket that had apicture of her sblings near her shadowed heart. Her glare was intense now..for some odd reason she diddn't trust Blue enough.
Softly, after the two left she spoke softly, tears starting to swear her eyes..she felt something lift her soul.
"I'm not afraid to be ignored.." her bloodlust eyes showing a hint of pain, since true pain takes time.
I hope Sakura stays away from that Blue..it might stain her already darkened life
With that said, she now realized what the tarot cards were telling her, with a sad grin she started to walk out the back door.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 1:49 pm
**Tip from: SaKuRaBaBy**
Add in more descriptions to your posts to make them a little bit longer. The more descriptions you add, the more people can follow along with what your character is seeing, feeling, hearing, etc...
Wow. These people are as mysterious as you can get. Maybe I can get a chance to learn more about them later...
"So.. It's just you and me now, Mr. Priest. What would you like to do?"
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 3:49 pm
Kurai merely laid on the ground after getting dropped by Feena. He didn't seem to be responding to Shigure.
Yeesh, great priest, this one...
"Mr. Priest... I think you'd better get up soon... Mr. Priest..."
.........
"Oy vei, this guy's hopeless. I might as well just find the confession room myself and get outta here."
((Yeah... you just keep on sleeping, Kurai.))
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 3:54 pm
Kurai shook his head as he recovered from the fall from Feena. "unn.. oh yo.. new dude named named.. Figure yeah.. that was the name." Kurai nodded as he slowly gathered up not noticed he got Shigure's name wrong.
"where.. where did that Feena lady run off to?" Kurai groaned as he looked left and right.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 4:01 pm
Poppy walked into the church,light spilling into room as if it was desprete to fill light in the dark church. The only source of light was the ligth shining through the coloured glass,showing different pictures of saints and Jesus.
Poppy looked down at her small andriod girl who sat on her shoulderl,who she had named bloom,since of ehr cherry bloossm eyes. Bloom,also known as Q1 looked up at her,her small hands. She looked much like Plum form Chobits,except blue clothing instead of pink,blue pigtails,and tanned skin.
"This is the church.." Poppy walked more in,the door shutting behind her,air whoosed her air up for the sligthest moment,Q1 looekd aroudn the church,her little mouth opened in awe. The church was so big!! Though their was a bustle of priests and prietesses. Bloom pointed on of her small fingers at the front,where a wooden cross with Jesus hanging off of it stood.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 4:31 pm
Poppy looked at the struture. Q1 pulled on her red collar. "What that? She pointed at it again,then looked upat at Poppy with her big bright cherry blossom eyes,some blue strands framing her tanned face. Poppy looked at the statue as she leaned agaisnt one of the sitting benches.
"Thats Jesus,hes supposed to be the son of "God" alot of people worship him,or become beilevers.." She smirked remebring when she had wanted to be one,thinking that "god" would smite down on her fiaance,Rei. Somethings have happened..and she wasn't so naieve as she had been acting for a little while.
O.. Poppy nodded and walked more around the church,nodding at a few Priests.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 10:18 pm
Anthony walks up stairs and jumps on a statue with his black coat flowing in the wind, Anthony lands and prays"god help me make me strong."When Anthony s done praying he walks down stairs and leaves the church.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 9:47 pm
The sun had by now finally set, allowing the moon to take shape and utilize what life was given by the grand star. Its luminous glare beat down upon Lenair as she aspired with the aid of her pale wings. She was soon taken over the clearly destroyed courtyard, casting a pitied glance downward, though two figures were spotted amongst the rubble and broken fountain. Hhmm... Her gaze would soon flow towards the church ahead of her, as she found her halting point, while descending gently towards the stone ground below, with her staff held majestically at her side. Her right knee seemed bent while her left leg was at rest, though awaiting the eminent landing that was soon to come.
The school seemed not far from the church itself, though the cathedral seemed to tower above almost all other edifices within the premiss. The breezes appeared much more vivacious now, as their cold wind currents began to gale about Lenair, sending a small chill through the clothing that she now wore. But she ignored the harsh winds as a single obsidian boot touched ground, nearing one of the first leading steps towards the church. Her other was to follow as she also rested the decrepit end of her staff upon the ground. Her wings soon retracted and fell comfortably against the back of her darkly hued blouse. Lenair stood there first, lifting her head in awed amazement as she took a gander at the tall architecture, which appeared to be the only church on the campus.
A few endemic priests seemed to be standing erect at the side of the grand doors, standing as the representatives of God that they felt themselves to be. Lenair knew of their presence, but ignored it as she continued to gaze about the structure of the church. She soon took her first curious steps up the solid and thick stairs as she began her ascent towards those doors which would have left her search resolved. The priests seemed to have been watching her, with slight amazement, as she appeared almost akin to the church itself. Two pulled away from their posts, and opened the doors for her, as Lenair smiled thankfully towards them and entered the holy building.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 10:01 pm
Aramil continued his slow walk of the grounds, stopping before the church. Taking a deep breath to calm himself he enters, and almost instantly he is confronted by a priest muttering about blasphemy and sacreliege. Paying scant attention to the man Aramil continues his walk inside, black velvet robes rustling like wind through the trees as he continues his march inwards. The curch is silent now except for a clinking noise which comes each time his staff hits the ground.
For one whose eyes are used to darkness, the light is like being blinded
He is now inside the church and suddenly a wave of old memorys crashes against the barriers of his mind, struggling against them his sick body collapses as he has another attack. Coughing madly he rolls about in agony on the floor muttering incoherently.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 10:25 pm
The large doors fell to a thunderous close behind her, though she was left unfazed by the new brush of wind. Her ocean optics were carried about with light curiosity as she viewed what spectacles were apparent inside. There was a large grouping of priests within the church, some halting in their previous precessions to gaze at her. Some with incredulous looks, others more so inquisitive. I wonder if they know... She shook the thought freely from her mind as she continued, allowing her staff to clack softly against the velvet ground along the isle. A feeling of placidity and chastity seemed to flow about herself, but she felt oddly out of place.
This feeling was not foreign to her, even at her former congregation, she had felt so, as though she was an outsider to some group that she knew so much about. A light sigh was dispelled from her lips, as she stood for a while, before kneeling in a gesture that begged for atonement, though it may not have been needed. Her hand slid down towards a lower section of her staff as she soon rested upon her knees, within the isle of the church. Her sapphire eyes soon came to a peaceful close as she bowed her head, holding her staff within both of her hands.
Though she knew of the statue ahead of her, it mattered not where you took place, prayer was possible in any condition. "Dear Lord," she began solemnly," I thank you for having carried me all of this way, and also for having kept me safe along with my past family within the congregation." "But Lord... I pray that you continue to watch over them, the nuns and the remaining children with your ever forgiving and smiting gaze, that's all that I could truly ask for." She was a bit hesitant as she continued, but thought to articulate what made her feel a bit wary.
"God... I know that you are aware of my wary feelings, about myself... and the death of my parents. It feels... so long ago... I... I really can't even recall much to what their murderers-" Her statement would end abruptly as she heard a sudden thud. Her eyes soon opened with renewed surprise as her now frantic optics shot forward, towards a man blanketed within obscure robes. He had fallen, and seemed to be coughing in a feverish manner while he spoke in a incomprehensive mien. Concern seemed written upon her face as she soon rose, quickly dashing towards the man who seemed in need of aid.
But those priest who were even within the church seemed to back away from him, quite fearfully at that. I wonder what is wrong with him... he seems so ill. Upon reaching him, she kneeled closely, but kept her space as she was unsure herself. "Sir," she inquired worriedly. "Sir... what's wrong?" Her light hands soon rested upon his shoulders, as she tried to halt his spasmodic motions.
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