18th Confession [Voice/Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Voice]

Looks like we're being led around by a rope, like usual. But you gotta' wonder-what good will it do to rile us all up into wanting to fight, into learning how to fight? Or have they forgotten that most of Luceti wants them either dead, or drinking through a straw? Either way, it's pretty incredible that they can't hold back these enemies,

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[flicker_flash]

[How about she glares for a minute and talks?]

It's a free country.

[This would sound so much more rebellious and mean if she wasn't clearly stuffed up to the gills with a head cold. |D]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[...kid, you are just so grumpy and he's not sure why. :(]

Did you not like the way I dressed, Miss Katie? Or were you offended by my nose? I don't know, I don't think it's that bad. I think it suits me pretty well!

[But Wolfwood'll still put up with you, because you're just a kid. With the ability to fling people other places and possibly kill them.]

[flicker_flash]

[SHE HAS LOTS OF REASONS, YOU JERK. No really. For instance:]

How do you know my name?

[Because that is important and if priests know her name that means terrible things and aaaah ;A;]

[not_a_bluesbro]

I asked around about what little girls would hurl people into mountainsides, actually; your name came up more than once.

[He reaches into his pockets for a cigarette, but pauses.

In a low but soft voice:]

I almost died up there, y'know. Could you at least tell me why you hate me so much? I'll be sure to stay away from you, if it's that bad.

[flicker_flash]

[There's a brief flicker of shock, followed by guilt-- but it's gone very quickly as her mouth presses flat and she looks away. It's not her fault, you hurt her.

...okay, she still feels bad, but like many a small child she'll just hide that behind total sullenness.] Just because you're a priest doesn't mean I have to confess.

[not_a_bluesbro]

So you could tell what I am without me saying anything. That's unusual, for me-normally people don't have a clue until it's brought up. [He smiles gently.] But no, you don't have to do any confessing, I guess; it was never a mandatory thing, after all.

You just don't seem like the kind of girl who'd toss someone into the mountains unless you had a completely understandable reason.

[flicker_flash]

[...but that's reasonable! You're not allowed to be reasonable, Wolfwood. This is a ...wholly uncertain look you're getting.]

Aren't you meant to say something like I will hunt you to the ends of the earth, scourge of Satan or something? Not that I am a scourge of Satan, but where I come from priests don't like little girls.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[D'aw, you remind him of some of the older kids from the orphanage. Especially the smart grumps like he was.]

Well, where I come from, priests have a harder time pointing fingers because they're too busy keeping themselves alive--but even then, I've never been very good at acting like a normal preacherman!

If someone told me to hunt a 'scourge of Satan', I'd probably cheat and give them a scorpion in a bag. Those little things are just the worst, y'know.

[flicker_flash]

[She giggles before she can help hersel-- wait no B| He's a priest. Straight face, straight face.]

You seem like a normal one. Do you carry that cross everywhere?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Really? That's a first for me, then!

[He pauses at the question, thoughtful.]

I guess I do, a lot of the time. I've carried it around with me since I was... ah, around 12 or so. So it can feel a little weird, not having it with me. I never really realized how much I hefted it around until I came here, though.

[flicker_flash]

Why have you carried a cross since you were twelve? Do they accept priests that young where you're from?

[Yours is clearly a dangerous world, Wolfwood B|]

[not_a_bluesbro]

Nah, I'm one of very few. It's a long story, but that's just how I was brought into the works of things, in the church. Before that, I was just a scrawny little orphan kid, so I can't be too upset at how things panned out.

[I think.]

[flicker_flash]

[...magic word.]

What happened to your parents?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Ah, well... My mother died in childbirth, and my father must've dumped me at the orphanage and then split for where ever he was wanting to run away to. Don't really know the details, since I was really little and no one knew what became of 'em.

[flicker_flash]

[Your father is a jerk.]

...

I'm allergic to priests.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Tell me about it.

Wait, what?]

...

Allergic to priests...?