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Who: Abel Nightroad (13sugars) Alexander Anderson (fatherangeldust) Esther Blanchett (declaim)
Where: The Church
When: May 29, after this standoff.
Rating: Shouldn't be too bad.
Summary: After managing to convince Anderson not to run Kuja through, Abel and Esther are going to help him tidy up the church.
the log: That took significantly more work than he had hoped it would take. At least it had all gone down without anyone getting hurt in the end. Still, what an eventful start to what was supposed to be an uneventful task. It had left Abel a little wary of Anderson. With the chip in, if he managed to gain the mans ire in such a manner, there would be little doubt that the end results wouldn't be pretty ones.
My, what a short fuse.
He buried his apprehension quickly though, smoothing out his robes and pressing his glasses back into place.
It was done and over with now. Hopefully the poor man that had called Anderson's anger down on himself would find a safer place to call home. Preferably one that wasn't near the apparently explosive man.
All he had come down to do was clean a church. Instead he had to help stop a second holy war. A small smile came back to his face soon enough however.
Now, to figure out just what that was all about.
"Father Anderson, can I just speak with you for a moment?"
Where: The Church
When: May 29, after this standoff.
Rating: Shouldn't be too bad.
Summary: After managing to convince Anderson not to run Kuja through, Abel and Esther are going to help him tidy up the church.
the log: That took significantly more work than he had hoped it would take. At least it had all gone down without anyone getting hurt in the end. Still, what an eventful start to what was supposed to be an uneventful task. It had left Abel a little wary of Anderson. With the chip in, if he managed to gain the mans ire in such a manner, there would be little doubt that the end results wouldn't be pretty ones.
My, what a short fuse.
He buried his apprehension quickly though, smoothing out his robes and pressing his glasses back into place.
It was done and over with now. Hopefully the poor man that had called Anderson's anger down on himself would find a safer place to call home. Preferably one that wasn't near the apparently explosive man.
All he had come down to do was clean a church. Instead he had to help stop a second holy war. A small smile came back to his face soon enough however.
Now, to figure out just what that was all about.
"Father Anderson, can I just speak with you for a moment?"