※ forty one }{ dictated
[Ukitake Jyuushiro aka private]
I wish you were here so I could feel safe for few minutes.
[Abel Nightroad]
[She's quiet for a few seconds before speaking.]
... I'm going to Church for a while. I'd like to talk to you while I'm there as a priest or brother. I'm not sure yet.
[Fred]
When do you want to start your lessons?
[With those filters done, Elektra off to the last place she expected to find some peace in: Church. She doesn't even know what state it will be in and honestly she can't bring herself to really care. Matt had left her with the encouragement to have faith. Right now she feels desperate enough to actually listen. Her sense of control has been undermined too many times the past two weeks. Between that attack which she struggled with how much to act, coming home to a violated domain, and knowing that this thing with Riful was going to rear its ugly head at any moment; it makes her feel like a victim. That's what she hates the most. It's what makes her want to slip. Once her control starts to slip, the rest of her was sure to follow. Elektra worries she won't come back. It's almost comforting in a way. It was easier not to care and just tear down everyone she encountered... for the right price of course.
But that was why she came here. Abel would help her get it back. No giving in for her. Not while she still had people to help her stop. Elektra takes a seat in the pew, pulls out Matt's rosary, and begins to slowly count the beads. It makes her feel a little better. There would always be the same amount of beads.]
[ooc; Open action for the church.]
I wish you were here so I could feel safe for few minutes.
[Abel Nightroad]
[She's quiet for a few seconds before speaking.]
... I'm going to Church for a while. I'd like to talk to you while I'm there as a priest or brother. I'm not sure yet.
[Fred]
When do you want to start your lessons?
[With those filters done, Elektra off to the last place she expected to find some peace in: Church. She doesn't even know what state it will be in and honestly she can't bring herself to really care. Matt had left her with the encouragement to have faith. Right now she feels desperate enough to actually listen. Her sense of control has been undermined too many times the past two weeks. Between that attack which she struggled with how much to act, coming home to a violated domain, and knowing that this thing with Riful was going to rear its ugly head at any moment; it makes her feel like a victim. That's what she hates the most. It's what makes her want to slip. Once her control starts to slip, the rest of her was sure to follow. Elektra worries she won't come back. It's almost comforting in a way. It was easier not to care and just tear down everyone she encountered... for the right price of course.
But that was why she came here. Abel would help her get it back. No giving in for her. Not while she still had people to help her stop. Elektra takes a seat in the pew, pulls out Matt's rosary, and begins to slowly count the beads. It makes her feel a little better. There would always be the same amount of beads.]
[ooc; Open action for the church.]