so if this is daylight [ambrose, hermes?, open]

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By now, the most recent resurrected arrivals - a pair, hailing from the late 17th century, who apparently incurred some starvation before their deaths - have adapted a little to their new surroundings, but they still carry with them a good deal of trauma and worry, so now they must go and find whatever assistance they can. Sanchari has thoughts of

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[innomineverbena]

"Where does anyone find a god in any place?" ...that's rhetorical, as Ambrose considers the street ahead of them. "He has a presence here; a temple, perhaps?"

He's still wary of Xanadu, of their vulnerability; he tells himself he'd be less tense if he had a knife to hold, and he's...wrong, actually, but he does his best not to rile Sanchari with his own anxieties.

[passes_out]

Ichabod was walking through the streets and saw the two. Something about him caused him to stop in mid-step to turn and face them. His uniform was out of place but the two he say seemed even more so. This world certainly presented more questions than answers in his mind. He heard the mention of god and it sent a chill down his spine and his upper lip twitched.

"Pardon my intrusion though I cannot help but notice the period of your dress. I shall like to say that I am by no means a religious man though it does serve to know where a church would be." He looked nearly uncomfortable with his statement. "I woke up in one just outside of town."

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She looks carefully at Ichabod, and then up at Ambrose; the discomfort on the stranger's face doesn't escape her, and she wonders at it.

"We don't seek the Christian God," Sanchari says, plainly, "and if He's here He'd damn me twice if He could, I'm sure."

She says it in this tone like she'd like to see Him try.

[innomineverbena]

At this interruption, Ambrose turns a flat and cold look on Ichabod- but Sanchari speaks before he can, and it gives him enough time to catch the same discomfort that she sees. (For the best; if he'd spoken first, he might've done so without thinking and what he said wouldn't have been pleasant for anyone.)

"His church-" Ambrose quite literally spits on the ground, "-is not a place I have any desire to spend more of my time. Do you know where we may find a temple to Hermes?"

[mercurialnature]

Should anyone be looking for him, the easiest place to find Hermes is at, in, or near his temple. Usually, he's tricky to spot unless someone calls for him or leaves an offering.

Really, it's just practical: no one wants to see a god lounging about in his jimjams while watching Die Hard. It takes away some of the mystic.

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Sanchari, accompanied by Ambrose (whose side she stays tucked against as they walk, like it's difficult for them to even be physically separate) and Ichabod, is in fact looking for Hermes. She doesn't necessarily expect him to appear in the flesh, however, as her experiences with the gods are quite different, so that might be a big surprise when it happens.

[innomineverbena]

The arrival of the small party to the temple lacks fanfare, having a quiet sort of dignity instead (poor but clean, beaten but honest); Ambrose still holds himself like he can't help looking at the world as something Sanchari needs to be protected from.

Given recent circumstances, that seems unlikely to ease in the near future.

They have very little to offer yet - almost nothing of their own and nothing to spare - but the promise of offerings. Their progress is a little slow, and when they enter the temple he takes a moment to get his bearings (and his breath).

[passes_out]

He looks around, keeping his guard up and his senses sharp. He doesn't want to bring any unwanted attention to himself and being inside a temple caused his heart to race. It wasn't out of fear as it was the uncertainty that surrounds his own personal beliefs. People build temples and people can tear them down. Why would a god appear in a place built by the hands of mortals