Lord's F@#$in' Name! [open] [R for cursing]
The brothers were being methodical in their mourning; the loss of their world had a profound affect upon them the first moment they had heard it, but it had been absorbed. They were here to do the work of God. If God wanted to end their world, it was not their place to argue.
The loss of Ma and Da had been harder. Da, at least, might be in the pods. Ma, who knew? But even that had been taken in, accepted. The boys were quiet, but they weren't quite mourning.
They had taken up their usual places in the battle-worn Holy See, heads bowed and praying silently. They got up together, walked out together in unison, step for step.
The brothers had lost their world. They had strengthened their resolve. Now, they had nothing to lose.
The loss of Ma and Da had been harder. Da, at least, might be in the pods. Ma, who knew? But even that had been taken in, accepted. The boys were quiet, but they weren't quite mourning.
They had taken up their usual places in the battle-worn Holy See, heads bowed and praying silently. They got up together, walked out together in unison, step for step.
The brothers had lost their world. They had strengthened their resolve. Now, they had nothing to lose.