IC POST IS IC.

[tobethemiracle]

[so we have one (1) invisible (both mentally and physically) teenaged boy taking up a spot on a window in The Chapel of Lurve. He's ... been there quite a while!]

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[singlecrosser]

[comes stomping into the Chapel in something of a ... well not a FOUL mood but it's not sunshine and daisies either.]

[tobethemiracle]

[STILL INVISIBLE. AND FROZEN IN PLACE.

Space time is totally my bitch.]

[singlecrosser]

[clearly now is a good time for Wolfwood to stalk over to a pew and sit there.]

[exciting, isn't it.]

[tobethemiracle]

[that's okay, my sense of IMPENDING TERROR is keeping me entertained!]

[singlecrosser]

["Impending terror", he says. Unless you're deathly allergic to cigarette smoke I think you will be fine. :|]

[tobethemiracle]

[b-but he might fiiiiiind me.]

[singlecrosser]

[HOW LOUD IS RONAN BREATHING RIGHT NOW?]

[tobethemiracle]

[LOUD ENOUGH THAT WOLFWOOD CAN FIND HIM EASILY ENOUGH.]

[singlecrosser]

[opens one eye and stares exactly where Ronan would be, were he visible.]

[tobethemiracle]

[FREEZES.]

[singlecrosser]

...

[looks away again and digs for something in his pocket]

[tobethemiracle]

[breathes a sigh of relief.]

[singlecrosser]

[throws a cigarette box in Ronan's general direction ♥]

[tobethemiracle]

[hit with box.]

Hey!

[singlecrosser]

I'm allowed to throw trash into empty parts of the Chapel.

[tobethemiracle]

That's littering.