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[doesnotbitch]

Day: 31
Characters: Hidan (doesnotbitch), Mello strategicbail,open to anyone. Tag yourselves in!
Summary: Hidan's in the chapel. Open altar and confession time, bitches~ ♥
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Day; All of breakfast and the beginning of day, covering the first recreational blocks.
Status: open | incomplete

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[strategicbail]

Mello wasn't sure what good he was really going to get from coming to a place like this, especially when he was minus one of his more important sense. Still, he wasn't going to waste the opportunity to possibly converse with one of the less friendly staff members when they appeared to be in a good mood. Or a less threatening mood, anyway.

The staff member that had helped him get that far left him at the door, and he vaguely wondered if he'd be given the same help in returning, but for now there were more important things. He didn't address the other presence in the room. If he really was praying then that might be considered an unwelcome interruption. Instead, he felt his way over to a pew and took a seat, leaning forward with his head bowed as though he was in prayer himself. His own rosary, tucked in his sleeve, was sipped out to hang from his wrist. Despite how often he wore it and carried others around, he hadn't actually prayed in a chapel since he was a child (and it could have hardly been considered real prayer then).

Far from actually meditating, Mello kept his ears open for any word or movement from Hidan or other patients. This was a risk, but he was nothing if not a risk-taker.

[doesnotbitch]

Hidan honestly wasn't all that interested in killing off the people who showed up - this time. This was more a means to canvas the place, find more people of interest to focus on besides Graham and Sasuke and Haku - Haku, someone that was nearly painful to think of, and not in the good way. He'd had high hopes for the kid, really... but sending him on had probably done them both a favor, and it had been a good sending, anyway.

He took another moment, finished the round of cycling the jet beads through his fingers, and then pushed back to his feet and made his way over towards the kid who'd come in. He hadn't interrupted Hidan's prayer, which was good, and from the looks of it he had his own little talisman out to focus on. That was interesting. Something to work on, maybe... easier to convert then to spark faith in the unwilling.

"Who're you, kid?" Hidan asked, his voice quiet and as near to calm as it ever got.

[strategicbail]

Years of working among those it took serious effort to get in the good graces of, Mello didn't so much as frown at the way he was addressed. (It wasn't, of course, as though he was particularly tall.) He raised his head, smiling wryly in Hidan's direction through ragged strands of blond. "Mello. We spoke on the intercom." And from that his voice should be enough to give him away.

A small part of him was scared. That was hard to admit but just as hard to deny. He couldn't see, and he was at a heavy disadvantage. This man was dangerous. He'd heard enough over the intercom to prove it. It might not even be possible to make this meeting work in his favor, but he squashed such worries down with firm resolve. There was no room for faltering.

After all, he'd already died once. This might as well be stolen time.

[doesnotbitch]

Yeah... Hidan remembered this kid. Well. It was nice to see some of the sickheaded fucks (ha ha ha) around the asylum were actually listening to him. And in all honesty Hidan actually wasn't planning to screw up anyone who dropped by - that would just scare off other potential converts, wouldn't it? This was just a pass to collect the patients with balls who were maybe a little interested in worship. This was a test run.

"Yeah. I know you." After a moment, Hidan sidled into the pew next to the kid - although he didn't get too close - and seated himself, almost mimicking Mello's posture, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees with his rosary wound through his fingers, the pendant dangling.

"So what're you doing here, kid?"