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((Likes the comic by the way ^ ^))
Saria steps into the empty cathedral and walks down the silent isle. For some reason she had kinda in the back of her mind been looking for a church, or somewhere quiet and comforting to be alone with her thoughts.
Walking up to the alter she gazed up at the beautiful and soothing figures. She somehow knew she had never been catholic, but something about the place seemed kinda nice. Maybe just the Ideas some of the things represented.
Gazing for a few more moments in silence, she then closed her eyes and breathed in the fragrant scents of wax and... life. Shaking her head she smiled and opened reopened them. She would have to perhaps come her sometime again. It was... Interesting. She thought, then turning back down the isle, she left just as quietly as she had entered.

Myyth had slipped in one of the side doors of the cathedral, as she needed to speak with a particular father. She knew he was here, and he knew too much for her liking. A phone call from an operative in the Vatican about their file on her was more than enough to prompt a quick visit.

Finding him to the left of the alter in the main hall of the church, she smiled cooly and walked up to him.

"Father, it's been too long." His startled look was well worth the trouble of getting here even when she had a dozen things to do. "This is my city now, and I do not appreciated your spying or meddling with my kind."

His voice assumed a similarly cool tone as he turned to continue lighting candles. "Myythren my child, you grow more blunt with each passing decade."

Myyth smile widened slighlty although her eyes did not meet it. "I have not been a child since long before your predecessor poked his nose into the dark........You do not wish to be like him, nor meet his fate."

The priest grinned ruefully as he looked her over, from head to foot. "Perhaps you have changed, child. But it matters not. I stand with god and you still with the dark. It does not have to be so."

Shaking her head Myyth looked up at the vast ceiling of the cathedral even as she started to walk off, down the aisle and between the pews."With the night I stand, but that does not seem stop you from calling on us when the need arises. When the time comes remember I am no dog, nor a leader of such."

With that she stalked out of the church, but near the door she saw a lycan she recognized, seeming to stand in a trance while looking up. Dessik. Seeing him here only made her pause for a second, before walking out. He'd not be able to catch her now, even if he tried to follow her. Pushing what he might think out of her mind, she steped out and vanished into the night.

Red decided to move on from this holy place. He just couldn't go inside & sully it with his presence.

Krelm walked up the street and noticed the church out of the courner of his eye. He new he could'nt keep his human form for long and it would be stupid to be caught because he wanted to see the sights but he was new to this citey and felt if he had too he could always fade into the shadows. He walked up past red and into the church. He did'nt even fill reds presents because of the church bearing down on his mind. "Why in the hell do I always come to these places?" He mutterd to himself. He walked over and sat down on an empty pew. He was not catholic but knew there was a god and found himself talking quitly to him. "If I was born this way does that mean you hate me? Am I ment to play the part of the villion? My brethren mean to much to me to betrey them. Why can't we just have peace? I wish the other imortals would stop bantering." He looked up at the Crucifix which seamed to look at him with anger and rath. Krelm sighed. "I hate new places. There always lonely." He paused for a moment. "No it's not the places... Its me."

((Nah, that won't happen. At best demons will feel tingly and their strenght will be constantly drained at a slow rate. And remember, demons too can be atheists. Just like me here twisted

And vampires aren't valnurable to architecture, y'know. A cross or holy water, but not a building, harms them.

And what does that mean:


That one religion is more powerfull than the other ? Here's a news flash: It isn't. And, quite frankly, christianity took alot from other religions and occult rituals, thus it either weakens itself or does nothing.

And where are the lycans here ? Many objects in the church are made out of silver.

Not to mention the fact that what people do desecralises everything. Yeah, i know i'm exaggerating, but the leader of the organisation, the current pope, helped hide "holy fathers" from police and justice, after they raped children. Nothing sacred about an organisation like that, dude.))

Micaela lifted back her veil and once inside the church the candelight illuminated her long flowing black gown , today was the aniversary of her parents fatal death. She stepped towards the candles, taking a book of matches from her clutch and then lighting a candel for each of them.