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Look at the Calendar, this the fourth Sunday of December, Advent has begun for us, Christians. Will there be a special service in the Church, Gabriel? I would help you in all I can to set everything for this important date; Christmas is just around the corner.
[Rika + Rena]
When would you two like to set an appointment for a medical check-up? I am at your disposal.
[Advent. Time for fasting, repentance, forgiveness and preparation for the celebration of the birth of Christ. Lilith should be glad and serene to reach this date but… her heart was agitated. The mixed emotions she felt almost overwhelmed her reason and forced her to retire to solitude.
She was in the Cathedral’s inner garden, taking care of the fall and winter blossoms she had planted a while ago. When she aided Tesla in her garden of the Ark II. The Christmas roses, the present Knives gave her a while ago, looked spending and ever growing in the collection.
I didn’t take care of this properly, she lamented while she got the rid off the lingering weed that suffocated her plants. She had no time to. Between her job in the Hospital, her charity in the Orphanage and the Chapel and her domestic duties in he household; she sighed, Fiore’s presence would give her the time she needed. But she didn’t want free time; it made her nervous when she had nothing to do. Accidentally, she hacked too close to the bright honeysuckle vine. She caught the fallen flower before it reached the ground.
Rena…
Thinking about her dying while she was sick made her guilty to not look after her better. She had been entrusted with that girl’s life. What Aion did, she couldn’t easily overlook. But she was alive, she was alive and sane. Perhaps the death of the former Rena was acceptable to save the new one.
What I’m thinking. How can she be so ghastly?
Lilith pressed the Honeysuckle closer before she tucked it into her hair. All life was precious, she loved life and people. She knew that it was easier to save Rena’s life after she died, but that suffering the old Rena endured? How could she dismiss so easily that life for her goal? How could she even consider that price acceptable?
Lilith put the scissors down and looked at the blooming snow drops quietly, wondering if it was too late for her too. Just like with Cain and with Seth. People were reduced to acceptable sacrifices? That wasn't right.
Then she was in the garden, she realized grimly, she was in the garden destroying the lives of the weed for the sake of her beautiful flowers. Heavily, she sat down, observing her own hypocritical behaviour. Seth and Cain and the more violent Returners, they were the weed and the planet was her garden.
That's right, I can't forget. She grasped the rosary hanging on her neck.]
Maybe I’m losing… Soon, this won't matter anymore.
(ooc; Party. Brb).
[Rika + Rena]
When would you two like to set an appointment for a medical check-up? I am at your disposal.
[Advent. Time for fasting, repentance, forgiveness and preparation for the celebration of the birth of Christ. Lilith should be glad and serene to reach this date but… her heart was agitated. The mixed emotions she felt almost overwhelmed her reason and forced her to retire to solitude.
She was in the Cathedral’s inner garden, taking care of the fall and winter blossoms she had planted a while ago. When she aided Tesla in her garden of the Ark II. The Christmas roses, the present Knives gave her a while ago, looked spending and ever growing in the collection.
I didn’t take care of this properly, she lamented while she got the rid off the lingering weed that suffocated her plants. She had no time to. Between her job in the Hospital, her charity in the Orphanage and the Chapel and her domestic duties in he household; she sighed, Fiore’s presence would give her the time she needed. But she didn’t want free time; it made her nervous when she had nothing to do. Accidentally, she hacked too close to the bright honeysuckle vine. She caught the fallen flower before it reached the ground.
Rena…
Thinking about her dying while she was sick made her guilty to not look after her better. She had been entrusted with that girl’s life. What Aion did, she couldn’t easily overlook. But she was alive, she was alive and sane. Perhaps the death of the former Rena was acceptable to save the new one.
What I’m thinking. How can she be so ghastly?
Lilith pressed the Honeysuckle closer before she tucked it into her hair. All life was precious, she loved life and people. She knew that it was easier to save Rena’s life after she died, but that suffering the old Rena endured? How could she dismiss so easily that life for her goal? How could she even consider that price acceptable?
Lilith put the scissors down and looked at the blooming snow drops quietly, wondering if it was too late for her too. Just like with Cain and with Seth. People were reduced to acceptable sacrifices? That wasn't right.
Then she was in the garden, she realized grimly, she was in the garden destroying the lives of the weed for the sake of her beautiful flowers. Heavily, she sat down, observing her own hypocritical behaviour. Seth and Cain and the more violent Returners, they were the weed and the planet was her garden.
That's right, I can't forget. She grasped the rosary hanging on her neck.]
Maybe I’m losing… Soon, this won't matter anymore.
(ooc; Party. Brb).