☩ Video, 004 ☩ Church sneak-peek, feel free to Action!

[unholydecree]

[It's a cold rainy Sunday afternoon and Cesare is not in the posh Edennel apartments he had called home but the aging building he has been working tirelessly at renovating into a proper sort of church. Currently he's standing in the cathedral itself, and his voice echoes in the distinct acoustical way churches have.]

Good afternoon. I would like to

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[playsdoctor]

In my world, it's believed by many people that what's said in a confessional, or between a person and their religious leader in private, is quite personal and worth being protected from other ears, such as the police, whatever the contents of those admissions. Will your church hold to that?

[unholydecree]

It is the same in my world. I was groomed from birth to be a priest and have been in training for this position my entire life. I take the vows of my position very seriously.

[playsdoctor]

Then I may visit soon. It would be nice to clear my head of some things.

[unholydecree]

I welcome your visit. I will be here all this evening overseeing things.

What was your name?

[ a c t i o n ]

[impureserenity]

She walks up to the church, drawn by the man more so than the concept of this place. She has become unsure about her thoughts of this individual, what he stands to gain, if anything here, and why aim for anything here? Where she still struggled between thinking she's going to go home soon and the idea of being stuck here. Away from her powers that bind her, here with her mother, here in torment stagnation with that woman.

Simply killing her here would mean little without destroying the world alongside with her. It was more than the body that was the problem but the infectiousness spread of her disease throughout their world that needed the cleansing power of death before rebirth anew could come and rectify what she has done.

She scoffed, folding her arms in front of her, Luna-P floating idly beside her hip. He said he would want confessions and she toyed the idea to give him exactly what he wanted. Confessions. Soul-cleansing, the idea gave her a smirk. She couldn't be more pure than she already was

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[unholydecree]

Her entrance was not noticed immediately, but her tall, dark and pink presence stuck out starkly against the white marble interior of the church. Cesare watched her a moment, moving out slowly from behind a column. Dark eyes trailed down her form, judged her choice of clothing and took note of the peculiar toy floating beside her.

She was unlike any woman he had seen before, which was truly saying something considering the menagerie this city had to offer. Cesare approached her calmly, fingers folded together in front of him.

"Wicked Lady. Welcome to my church."

[ a c t i o n ]

[impureserenity]

Wicked Lady turned her head to the call and greet directed toward her. Her brow rose and she looked away from the man to examine the space around her, as if suddenly aware that this was a church; no, it was more that she looked now understanding that this was Cesare's church. Thus now she looked around more knowledgeably in her space, aware of where she stood. His domain, his house, his sanctum.

"So I see, Cesare.." Her heels echoed through the church as she walked down the center, toward the front of the church. "And this is where all your people will come.. mm?"

[unholydecree]

"This is supposed to be a place for anyone to come, to seek solace and reflection. It is supposed to be a place of peace."

Cesare watched her as he spoke, remaining rooted in place and his expression carefully neutral. She was beautiful. More beautiful than the Dreamberry's small screen could truly capture. Perhaps it was the exotic hair and clothing but Cesare found it hard not to keep his eyes at a constant stare to her form.

"Does it seem peaceful to you, Lady?"

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[scientize]

[Well, that certainly took no time at all.]

You've managed to raise the money and get the building nearly completed already? I'm impressed with how quickly you work.

[unholydecree]

Good afternoon, Naomi.

It is not completed yet, there is still much structural repair and renovation to be complete. However I wanted the interior as operational as could be, as quickly as could be.

I am exacting with my workers and schedule. If I want something done, it is done.

[scientize]

And a good afternoon right back to you, Cesare. It's always a pleasure to speak with you.

[The woman smiles at that. Men who know what they want and how to get it are rather attractive, aren't they?] I'm glad to hear you've managed to find workers who are up to the task of keeping you happy.

[unholydecree]

[A soft, subtle smirk from the Cardinal.]

Keeping me happy is not an easy task, but the locals here do prove to be useful when motivated enough.

How are you this lovely rainy Sunday?

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[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic had seen the announcement on the Dreamberry and thought it best to go to the church himself. Once there, he looks about and eventually sits down in one of the pews with an expression of slight sadness.]

[unholydecree]

[The Cardinal is busy, as he has been the past few weeks, but today he had cleared his schedule for just such appearances. He was looking forward to getting to know some of Somarium better.

A forlorn boy was not exactly what he had predicted to see though.

Cesare approaches slowly, a friendly and calm expression on his face.]

Good afternoon. May I help you?

[harmonicmelodia]

[Frederic looks up from his moment of silence towards the Cardinal and tries to smile for him, after all he was someone of the church or so the composer could tell. The Cardinal may also notice that while he looks rather young, his deep mature adult voice says otherwise.]

Oh good afternoon, I heard your announcement on the Dreamberry and thought I could come here seeking some comfort.

[unholydecree]

[Gathering his robes, Cesare quietly moves to the man and sits in the row in front of the one man is seated at. He leans against the back of the pew and looks straight ahead.]

A church should be a place of comfort. I hope you may find it here.

[madcuriosity]

C-Cesare... h-have you seen Cosette? Did she come by and see the church and g-got preoccupied?

[unholydecree]

Cosette? No my topolina, I have not seen her in some days. Is she not staying with you? So far as I know she was not coming here.

[madcuriosity]

She didn't come home l-last night.

[unholydecree]

No need to worry, surely. She is perhaps staying with a friend? Have you tried contacting her Dreamberry?