[Yuca is sitting outside- it looks like he's dragged a kitchen chair out onto the front lawn of the church, and he's absently kicking his feet as he dips a sewing needle into the sleeve of a scrap of fabric on his lap, pulling it back out and tugging the thread taut, before going back in again. The motions go on for almost a full minute- in and
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[Pause. He touches his finger to his chin in thought.]
...maybe too old.
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I care little for sailors and less for their sayings, so I'm not surprised I haven't heard it.
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[He shrugs.]
Recovering well, after the event?
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What are you making?
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[Fuck the moon man, there is sewing to be done.]
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I see. No wonder you're awake so late.
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[He smiles at him though.]
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I brought you something.
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What is it?
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A doll.
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Neither. I just don't have enough fabric for much else.
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:33 < and ohhh i might come ask a few things purrhaps!
:33 < but i dont know what a church is :||
:33 < is it some kind of hive??
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[Not sure... who this person is or why they're typing like that...]
A church is a place for people to get together in times of worship. Or in the case of Adstringendum, it's more of a place for people to come to when they need solace, regardless of their religion.
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:33 < what does it look like?
:33 < id like to come and s33 it :33
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[A pause.]
...be careful going outside though. I fear there's something wicked in the air.
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