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[braidedingly]

[Near the podium in the middle of the cathedral was Agrias, growling and hissing at the light shining in from the stained glass windows. She never remembered hating sunlight before this. When she wasn't pissed off at the sun, she was looking through a book of myths, completely engrossed

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[fatheredingly]

[.... Nice outfit? At least Abel gets to keep his normal outfit, considering that the Trinity Blood-verse likes to dress their priests in some pretty fancy, gothicky looking stuff.]

You too, huh? Does this mean everyone here is....?

[braidedingly]

They even got you, Father? Are we not in a holy place? Why have we not been spared?

[fatheredingly]

Well it... I think it's just another change this place throws at us. It's not all that bad, I mean, it could be worse.

[Easy for Abel to say, he got to keep his pants]

[braidedingly]

I feel vile, though; hungry for things I should not. No woman, let alone a human being, should feel these urges.

[fatheredingly]

They're only urges. You can go for a while without succumbing to them, right?

[braidedingly]

[Nods]

I have more willpower than that, it is just the fact I am feeling them is what is most disgusting.

[fatheredingly]

It's not that bad... As long as you don't act out on them, it's fine.

[braidedingly]

I promise you, Father, I will not. If, however, I succumb, I am counting on you to bring me back.

[fatheredingly]

... Of course. You can trust me.