[Holo] Find me a church, damnit

[lapsedsaint]

John has finally hit is annoyed point. Even with Charlie's help, his searches have been futile. So now, he's resorting to the network.

"Have any of you seen a church around this place? For the life of me, I have yet to find one and it's starting to piss me off."

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[Visual]

[hearts_of_gold]

Clearly taking over the very small world isn't keeping Adria occupied enough. She studies John's holographic projection, circling it with her hands folded. "A church...this is a human place of worship, isn't it?"

[Holo]

[lapsedsaint]

"Human place of wor... Miss Serra? How do you not know that? Are you mocking me?" He doesn't look exactly pleased. Even with the bar-be-que being a general hit, they still hadn't really talked.

So it was entirely possible that she would mock him.

[Holo]

[hearts_of_gold]

She makes an irritated, dismissive gesture. "I'm not this Inara person, no matter how much everyone is determined to keep telling me that I am. I am Adria, the Orici of the Ori and the guide to the one true Path."

[Holo]

[lapsedsaint]

Now he knows she's mocking him. "The what? Quite playing around, Miss Serra. I'm not in the mood today."

[visual]

[caelitus]

Castiel actually hesitates before responding to that, remembering that this man is one of the people who witnessed him while he was inebriated that night, but he makes himself get over it.

Maybe he won't notice?

"There is one."

((ooc: Hey, speaking of which, once Flurry's available again, if you want to backtag on the drunk angel...))

[Holo]

[lapsedsaint]

John can forgive anyone drunkenness, being a part-time alcoholic himself. In fact, when Castiel shows up, he smiles.

"There is? Where?"

[ooc: Hells yeah on drink angel backtags.]

[caelitus]

"South," he says. "Past the library, at the end of the road."

The angel sighs a little, looking a bit unsettled. "It's... out of the way." He hasn't been inside. Probably because he's afraid of what might happen.

[lapsedsaint]

He nods. "South, past the library. Okay." He thinks a moment. "Been inside?"

[visual]

[thesecondslayer]

Stretching out a little on her couch, Faith raises one sardonic eyebrow at her tablet. "You got some wicked urgent need for a come to Jesus moment, or you just feel like being really freaking bored for an hour?"

Faith, why.

[lapsedsaint]

"I'm feeling the need to confess."

[thesecondslayer]

Eyeroll goes here. "Mea freaking culpa, right? Man, my advice? Grab a bottle of Jack and kick the shit out of something. Goes a whole lot better."

[lapsedsaint]

"That's my daily routine. This is more a weekly thing."