[ALL-PURPOSE IC THREAD POST]

[onthenightroad]

[is probably in the church! or, perhaps, the mess hall! or anywhere you need him to be, baby]

((I CAVED. If you wanna play with Abel at any given time, just tag here and I'll get back to you in a flash. |Db O-o-open forever?))

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[noarmyatmyback]

*IN MY PANTS? wait no*

...Abel.

[onthenightroad]

[ALAS]

Ah, Albert, hey. ♥

[noarmyatmyback]

I trust you've stopped recoiling from the sight of coconuts by now.

[onthenightroad]

. . . I wouldn't say I recoiled. Although. Some images don't leave as quickly as you'd like . . .

[reach_within]

[there is a boy quietly sitting on one of the pews, knees to his chest -- something that's been happening with increasing frequency over the past few months. he doesn't appear to be doing anything other than thinking. or. planning on actually going anywhere for a while.]

[onthenightroad]

[enters! via the front doors, obviously heading for his room--then spotting Jaime and stopping in the aisle]

[reach_within]

[eyes shift a little to the opposite side, like he's trying to pretend he hasn't noticed.]

[onthenightroad]

...we don't get many late-night visitors. On Sundays, at any rate.

[astalavampire]

[There's a Methuselah in your base chapel! What, it happens all the time. ALL THE TIME.]

[onthenightroad]

Asta ♥

[astalavampire]

So it appears you do perform a function here beyond depleting the Mess Hall's provisions.

[onthenightroad]

Such cruel words I never thought I'd hear in the sanctity of my own home. Really, miss!