Welcome to Gaia! ::

The main courtyard leads to the front steps of an old church. It has large wooden double doors. Inside there are rows of wooden pews on either side of the faded red carpet that leads to the altar. A large stained glass window above the altar depicts a winged angel battling a demon. Off to the left, past the pews, are several private rooms. On the other side are the store rooms where various sacred items are kept. Up by the alter you can see Sister Ziara sweeping the floor. She turns around and gives you a faint smile before returning to her work.

Kathlyn wandered her way from the courtyard reluctantly as she came upon the chruch. Again a memory flashed through her thoughts to quickly to grasp. She wondered not for the first time what this place reminded her of. Whatever it was it left a good feeling in her; unsual, but nice.

As Kathlyn entered she found a girl on her knees crying. She paused unsure of what course to take at first. don't people have spiritual awakenings here or something? What if I bother her and mess it all up or something? Kathlyn wondered nervously. She watched the girl for a moment and walked towards her, giving a worried smile to the churchs attendant. "Are you ok?" she asked calmly crouching down to be at the girls level of vision. "I know; that's a stupid question to ask when you see someone crying...but I was wondering if maybe I could help at all. I'm Kathlyn." she said with a soft smile.

Kathlyn smiled sweetly and nodded, "yep; I'm Kathlyn. I just got here and I was looking around. Are you a student here too?" She asked hoping to maybe befriend this girl; or at least brighten her day.

Kathlyn laughed and smiled, "Of course, and don't worry about asking silly questions or rambling to me. I do it all the time." she said with a laugh and a happy smile. "I just got here myself, seems like I'm always late to things now a days. I'll let you go get something to eat. Maybe I'll see you in the cafeteria later. I want to scope out the campus a bit more before I get some food." Kathlyn smiled and gave the girl a big hug, "It was very nice to meet you and I hope your day; or night or whatever gets better. I look forward to seeing you again!" Kathlyn said with a bright smile.

Not knowing where to turn, James raced into the church for comfort and guidance. For some odd reason she found comfort in the old church.

Moofles wandered into the church, glancing around the main hall. Giving a nod to the priestess what was attending the alter, she made her way to the first pew, brushing her fingertips against each wooden seat as she passed. The white haired deity removed her leather trench coat, setting it on the bench, and sat, head between her legs, her white hair flowing freely around her, all but drowning her body beneath. Her legs, bare against the cold wood, felt as cold as ice as she slipped her hands around her ankles, stretching out her back.

She prayed. She wasn't entirely sure what for, or even who to, but she knew that she wanted someone, one of her family members, or a friend or someone to hear her, and maybe pay her some attention. Tiffie was ignoring her, though, as a result of the spell or just plain distain, she wasn't quite sure. The deity had to admit she was missing the banter she had shared with the mortal neko, and was a bit worried, (though, she'd keep it to herself and kill anyone who found out), about the girl.

Apparently, while she had been off on her own, things had gone to ******** all at Tenshi, and Moofles had to admit she felt for Glissa, and made a mental note to herself that there should be some revenge exacted upon the boy that harmed her. After all, women demons and deities usually stuck together through things like this. At least, that's what her older sister always told her back in their mythical kingdom.

Maybe it would do her some good to pop down to wherever the demon headmistress was and check up on her. Maybe call in some otherworldly favors and aid the healing process.

She mused, summoning up her spiritual prowess, and began to meditate, hoping that no unfortunate soul distrubed her when she was releasing her native powers to the cosmos.

Trinity walked up to the Church door, placing a hand gingerly upon it. Smiling softly, she opened it and walked inside, looking all around in the school's House of God. She stopped to stare at the stain glass window of the demon and angel. She wondered if the humans would always paint these things in black and white, or if they would expand their minds to grasp the reality that surrounded them, the wars that were going on not between angels and demons, but angels and angels, and angels and humans. She stood to the side of the entrance as she flipped the page of her sketchpad over, drawing the inside of this church on the back of the exterior she'd drawn.