Desecrating the House of God [Closed] [R for LOTS of Cussing]

[ford_sawyer_815]

Sawyer is back in the Vatican, back to work making the renovations and alterations that he had unilaterally decided were necessary for turning the thing into an even stronger fortress than it already was. Many of the pews had been busted up and the planks set aside to be placed over the stained glass windows as reinforcement. The gold, silver,

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[st_aequitas]

The twins had been away from the Vatican lately, healing and coming back to themselves. It felt wrong, like they were trying to hide from God, but after so long possessed by the yeerks, perhaps they deserved some time for recovery.

Now, however, that period was over and they were returning to seek absolution. It would be good, Murphy thought, to be within the holy walls again, to pray where so many had before them.

To finally seek absolution for the many and horrible things that had been done with their hands.

When they open the doors, expecting to see the splendor and glory of the heart of their religion, and are instead greeted with Sawyer's 'renovations,' a strangled cry escapes him. He can barely take it all in.

And then, quickly, he becomes angry; very angry, and very, very quickly. "What the fuckin' fuck do you think you're fucking doing?!" he shouts, already storming toward Sawyer, Connor by his side.

[ford_sawyer_815]

Sawyer stops hammering when a guttural cry pierces the room and glances up with an annoyed look on his face. "Redecorating. What the fuck does it look like?" he answered, motioning to all the work he's gotten accomplished.

[st_veritas]

"It looks like a fucking abomination, that's what! Who the fuck do ye think y'are? What the fuck gives ye the right t'do this to the fucking Holy Vatican?" Connor is livid, perhaps even more animatedly angry than his brother. Sawyer might want to look out, because if Connor has his way, Sawyer's face is about to meet Connor's right hook.

[st_aequitas]

And whether or not Sawyer manages to dodge that, he's going to have to look out for Murphy's left, aimed at his gut.