We Are This Future Turned Past [closed]

[cerberus_cortex]

WHO: Heine Rammsteiner, The Priest, Nill
WHAT: Heine comes to find his mentor.
WHERE: The old church; northwest housing district.
WHEN: The night of Heine's arrival.

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[angelicly]

Nill was sitting in the church, unsure about what to do. Back home, if she was bored she would learn to try and fix Heine and Naoto's clothes that were filled with bullet holes. But she hadn't seen Heine as of yet and she felt herself get depressed at not being able to see him. Her wings droop down as she felt sadness overcome.

She laid her head down on the pew, her lips forming into a small frown. She was happy to see Priest, she really was, and was happy to have made some new friends here--ones that didn't mind her wings. But with the weird stuff going on, she just wanted to make sure that Heine was okay.

Her ears perked up as she heard the church doors open. She sat up and her eyes focused on the door. Her mouth formed into an 'o' and her wings perked up. It was...Heine.

[caned]

The Priest had been spending his time keeping himself busy by tidying up the old church, dusting, sweeping the floors, rearranging things. What else could he do? It wasn't home, but they had to make the best of it while they were there, and it was no good to stay in a dusty and cobweb-ridden church. As of now, he was lighting a series of fresh candles he'd gotten from a shop on the other side of the city, going down the rows of pews and lighting each one as he set them up.

He needed to keep himself busy somehow. His mind was, for once, an absolute mess--after seeing Heine of all people dead days before... well. It had taken a toll on him, to say the least. There really was no way to describe the things he had felt then, when he'd found his body and sat down beside it to have a chat with it as the rains began to come. And of course he hadn't told Nill, he didn't want to needlessly worry the poor thing when she was already having such a difficult time adjusting. He had been dreading having to eventually speak to her on why Heine simply

[cerberus_cortex]

Heine let his back press against the solid wood of the doorframe, his eyes sweeping over the center aisle, the pews, the lit candles by the walls. They traveled to Nill where she'd sat up from the shelter of one wooden bench and then from her over to his mentor

[caned]

And the Priest hadn't the slightest how Heine felt.

He'd come just after his "talk" with Freuling, after all--more like confrontation, but that was beside the point. He had known that trouble (putting it extremely lightly) had been brewing, and indeed he'd been preparing himself to talk to Heine about the things he'd been keeping hidden, but regardless... it was not really an opportune time, was it? It probably never would have been. True to his own nature, he would have prefered keeping it a secret. He would have preferred to never say anything at all, so he could just go on existing and that'd be the end of it

[angelicly]

It was Heine. He was here. This was the first time she had seen him since she had arrived here. Priest had told her that he was here...and she had talked to him through the journals. But, it felt..better to be able to see him in person. She got up from the pew and walked towards him. Even though it was probably only days since she had last saw him, it felt like it had been weeks--months even.

She stopped in front of him, and she wanted very much to hug him, but she held back. Shyly, she brought her hand to Heine's, holding it in her hands gently. Very much she wished that she could speak, and voice how much she was glad that he was back. She looked up at him and returned his smile with one of her own.

[ooc; sorry its so late.]