If I Die Before I Wake. [Open]
Characters: Yoite am_i_even_alive and Cherry Charles J Chrishunds likeagoodson and who ever wants to butt in!
Setting/Location: The small room Charles uses as his Chapel on the third floor of the Caravan.
Date & Time: Day 30 around the break of nightfall.
Warnings: Confused teenage hymaphrodite boy seeking god. Blood and illness. Yoite is a warning in himself >_<
Summary: After finding Charles text on the network, Yoite felt compelled to seek out this Church and priest. With the intentions of finding relief through prayer and getting a few things other than his cough, off of his chest.
If something so simple as finding an open door, was becoming a taxing effort for Yoite, he knew he was going to have to ask people for help more often. And lets face it, that's not going to happen, Yoite never asked for help, never wanted to put anyone out or trouble them, he just wanted to hide away and vanish and let people slowly forgot his name. Though, he was sure to be drawing more attention to himself if he didn't do something about his current problem.
Medication.
Yoite had misplaced his supply of pills Yukimi had given him before he woke up here, and with no obvious doctor that he knew of, Yoite was facing up to his fate once more. Though, there was something a little more frightening this time. Perhaps the caravan had started to soften him some? Meditation was one option he'd thought of, to calm his breathing, block out his pain. Knowing Miharu wasn't here, and even if he could, Yoite knew he was going to die before getting his wish granted for him, so a leap of faith as pulling at the teenager.
To confess about those he'd killed, his confusing feelings and possibly deeper rooted issues winding back to his horrific childhood. Having been transformed into a child by the caravan recently had unearthed some emotions and questions he was struggling with. So, pushing the door open a little more, his leather gloved creaked as he stretched numb fingers out against the wood.
"Father?"
Setting/Location: The small room Charles uses as his Chapel on the third floor of the Caravan.
Date & Time: Day 30 around the break of nightfall.
Warnings: Confused teenage hymaphrodite boy seeking god. Blood and illness. Yoite is a warning in himself >_<
Summary: After finding Charles text on the network, Yoite felt compelled to seek out this Church and priest. With the intentions of finding relief through prayer and getting a few things other than his cough, off of his chest.
If something so simple as finding an open door, was becoming a taxing effort for Yoite, he knew he was going to have to ask people for help more often. And lets face it, that's not going to happen, Yoite never asked for help, never wanted to put anyone out or trouble them, he just wanted to hide away and vanish and let people slowly forgot his name. Though, he was sure to be drawing more attention to himself if he didn't do something about his current problem.
Medication.
Yoite had misplaced his supply of pills Yukimi had given him before he woke up here, and with no obvious doctor that he knew of, Yoite was facing up to his fate once more. Though, there was something a little more frightening this time. Perhaps the caravan had started to soften him some? Meditation was one option he'd thought of, to calm his breathing, block out his pain. Knowing Miharu wasn't here, and even if he could, Yoite knew he was going to die before getting his wish granted for him, so a leap of faith as pulling at the teenager.
To confess about those he'd killed, his confusing feelings and possibly deeper rooted issues winding back to his horrific childhood. Having been transformed into a child by the caravan recently had unearthed some emotions and questions he was struggling with. So, pushing the door open a little more, his leather gloved creaked as he stretched numb fingers out against the wood.
"Father?"