jesus will dance while we drink his wine

[lazarisen]

WHO: RA'S AL GHUL and AZRAEL
WHERE: In their respective... locations...
WHEN: TONIGHT
WARNINGS: Probably some blasphemy, somehow.
SUMMARY: Ra's tests his powers further and Azrael gets to dance with shadows. Or whatever it is he does.
FORMAT: BASICALLY LIKE TWO GROSS SOLO LOGS SMUSHED TOGETHER

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[crucifriction]

The fatigue, Michael Lane thinks, is getting to him. The precious few hours of sleep that he gets during the daytime isn’t enough to sustain him, to fuel his effort against the wicked of the City. Tonight, he had decided to ignore the call of the Suit of Sorrows; he needs rest, he needs a break. He’s claimed an old house-the kind you’d see on Ghost Hunters, all creaky floorboards and cracked wallpaper and creepy atmosphere-and he’s flipping through the Network, sipping coffee.

Something dark darts past the corner of his eye for the shortest fraction of a second. He hesitates, too aware of his own paranoia.“Father Grieve?” he calls out, only barely acknowledging the ludicrousness of searching for your own haunting-probably-hallucination. “Is that you?”

Silence. Rising cautiously from the seat, he turns-the mug drops from his hands, immediately shattering and spilling on the tile floor. Opposite, a silhouette slowly glides across, forwards, towards him. The form is shifting, a deep gray, a black, out of dust or maybe smoke or maybe shadow. And it’s-he’s immediately stricken by the idea that it’s Batman, but the length and curl of the ears (like a demon, taken straight from Revelations) is him, his old suit. He does the only thing he can: he turns, and runs.

The darkness creeps along the walls of the staircase as he sprints up; his head, bowed downward, still catches glimpse of them: the image of a man, crucified (him?), a body without a head, a cathedral shifting aflame, a woman and her two children. Flinging the door open, he watches the words “FAITH IS THE EIGHTH SIN” scrawl themselves across the carpet, his fingers make their way to the light switch.

He dons the Suit of Sorrows, the mask in the dark, eyes closed, shaking.