[ RL with Tyki ]
[ It's been a slow day in Rome, so far. Abel had been working on fixing his laptop so that he could connect to LiveJournal via the Vatican communication systems without Tres or Father Woodsworth knowing about it. He had met a lot of people and he was thankful, but the place had proven to be a little hazardous when it came to revealing that ... thing.
However, from what he had noticed, the community had managed to connect so many worlds and so many times. Maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to pick up on the locations of former weapons that were used during the Dark Ages and what sparked Armageddon so that he could destroy them.
So, there he was, sitting in the Pope's Palazzo (an honor to some, a prison for him: Tres had been controlling the place for non-AX operatives lately) with his scarf undone, enjoying the cool for once and drinking his tea with 14 sugars.
Nothing could go wrong today.
Nothing. ]
However, from what he had noticed, the community had managed to connect so many worlds and so many times. Maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to pick up on the locations of former weapons that were used during the Dark Ages and what sparked Armageddon so that he could destroy them.
So, there he was, sitting in the Pope's Palazzo (an honor to some, a prison for him: Tres had been controlling the place for non-AX operatives lately) with his scarf undone, enjoying the cool for once and drinking his tea with 14 sugars.
Nothing could go wrong today.
Nothing. ]