Cliché!Meme is Cliché...but fun?

[simon_ordained]

For twenty-four hours, Simon is under the influence of Veritaserum. He must answer truth to the questions that you ask. Ever wanted to know something about a priest? Ask here.

Open to any verse, to any number of questions. No influence on current RPing unless you want it to.

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[casualsin]

normal!verse

"Well this is interesting," She laughs quietly to herself, offering Simon a gentle smile as she settles beside him and twines an arm around his. The bench beneath them is made of solid oak and retains the chill of the room despite the heat of the day or the warmth of their combined bodies. "The things you get into, Si. They amaze me sometimes."

She shifts herself closer and lies her head on the cushion of his shoulder. "I'd hate to abuse this opportunity but there's something I've always wanted to know...something I need to know." Greta tightens her arm around his as if afraid he'll run away. She's afraid he'll leave her. "If I told you I loved you, wanted you more than a friend should want, would you leave me?"

[simon_ordained]

He swallows heavily as Greta sits beside him. Of all the people in his life that don't need to know his secrets, Greta is probably first on his list, for all that she already knows him inside and out. He raises a shoulder in a shrug, how is he supposed to know things like this existed in the first place, and second that they could be put into seemingly harmless drinks?

As she leans against him his head tilts to find hers in a comfortable posture they've sat in a hundred, if not a thousand times before. That question hit him low, somewhere between his heart and his gut and he wants to run away from it, because it's something that needs to be escaped. "I.." he sighs, rubbing his free hand over his face, "I should? That would be the appropriate, priestly thing to do," he doesn't look at her, he can't as he continues, and he wants to lie, because maybe then it'd be easier for the both of them, but the serum compels him to speak, "but I'd never leave you Greta. No matter what,"

[casualsin]

Her heart clenches, twisting violently in her chest as he starts making her wish that she'd never have sat down, never have let the question pass her lips because it's too late to run or to take back so she will forever have to live with 'I should.' But then he continues and though it doesn't quite ease the tumultuous ache her too fast beating heart reverberates with each thu-thump, it does somewhat lighten.

He's not leaving her. He's not going to leave her all alone to shatter into tiny shards in her desolation.

She smiles softly though she wants to shout in triumph and, perhaps, kiss him which is something she's always wanted to do but she refrains and contents herself with holding on to his arm, feeling the warmth from his body, and sit with him like this.

Simon's not leaving her and that's all she ever needs to know.

[simon_ordained]

"Promise," He adds rather pointlessly and leans into her again. There, now he's said it, and maybe it won't ruin everything he's worked for for so long, even if it is about on the edge of breaking his vows. He didn't say too much, but he thinks maybe he's said enough. So he simply takes her hand and twines their fingers and knows that this is something that's never going to change - Greta being in his life, and he being in hers.

Irony!

[faiththatfuelsu]

What does Simon *really* think of Faith?