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[fallenapple]

[Kyoko's sitting on a swing today, in a playground that seems absolutely ruined save for said swing. She looks pensive, but without the furrowed brow that usually accompanies deep thought with her. Rather, she looks casually curious as she swings a bit, rusted chains squeaking against each other.]

Hey, all of you.

[Back, forth, back, forth.]

...

If you

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[neverquitedies]

[Hey, lady? You're now talking to the guy who was trying to destroy the world to get his wish granted. Good luck with that one.

He smiles kindly, wearing his nice little priest robes, looking utterly the part- dangerously enough.]

That's kind of an ominous question.

[fallenapple]

[Oh dear. Priests. She does not have good experiences with those, so already she's got her hackles up.]

Yeah, but I'm curious. So sue me.

[neverquitedies]

I wouldn't dream of it.

[SENSING THE DO NOT WANT, KYOKO.]

Sorry- I didn't mean to sound rude. My name is Yuca Collabell- it's a pleasure.

[fallenapple]

Nice guy, huh.

[GOOD BECAUSE SHE OOZES IT.]

Whatever.

...Kyoko Sakura. Same.

[She'll be remembering you, buddy.]

[neverquitedies]

Why are you asking about wishes? Do you have- some kind of ability to grant them?

[Genuinely curious- he honestly seems to want to know more about her, his tone doesn't come off as manipulative or oily at all.]

[fallenapple]

Call it curiosity.

[Or a life philosophy that she wants to affirm.]

No. If I did I'd be out of this dump in a second.

[Still a bit suspicious, but she seems to be listening.]

[neverquitedies]

That's what I thought.

[He smiles kindly.]

It's a very thoughtful question. I'm glad you posed it- people should think about what they want in terms of the effort it takes to achieve it.

[fallenapple]

That's what I was going for.

[Mostly, to just confirm the selfishness that she knows these people must have.]

What's your wish, "father"?

[It's almost mocking.]

[neverquitedies]

For people to come to church, of course!

[He laughs in a good natured manner.]

[fallenapple]

[Oh dear. Your wish was the same as hers.]

[Normally, she'd frown and curse that damn wish. But for now, for once, it's working for her, if only to prove this hunch.]

Ain't you a kind citizen, huh. Looking to "save" some souls?

[neverquitedies]

Eh.

[He shrugs, his expression going a little lost in thought, before the smile comes back.]

Looking to help people, religious or not.

[fallenapple]

But more to the point, you just want people to listen to you, right?

[neverquitedies]

To the point, I want people to be at ease with themselves- spiritually, emotionally.

[A small shrug.]

I believe I- that God- can help them with that, but it's up to them whether or not they care to come to me for assistance.

[fallenapple]

You're just a ball of kindness, aren't ya.

[And too similar to her dad. Which is a very, very bad thing to see in someone.]

[neverquitedies]

I try.

[He smiles.]

I'm sorry if that offends you.

[fallenapple]

It doesn't offend me, as-

[Frown.]

So you're really just out for the "good" of the people?