Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-04-19 11:32 pm
notabluesbro) wrote2011-04-19 11:32 pm
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21st Confession [Action/Written]
[Action]
[Well, it's at least relatively calm despite that shitty shift earlier. Which means he can go right back to helping with decorating the Great One Church for the festivities. If you guys wanna stop in and wish to the altar for the usual Great One blessings (there's always that fesitval traffic flood, around this time, man), come on in! Father Wolfwood'll be around to say hi. Or be in the front smoking after a few hours. E-eheh, there's no law against smoking priests, right?
And afterward, he will stop by family houses to make sure everyone's all settled. After all, people had a lot of stuff moved around lately, right? So expect an annoying preacherman to be on your doorstep; does he make himself at home? Pffft, if you're a brother or father, of course. Otherwise, he'll ask politely. Isn't he charming? B)
Then. He takes a nap at the lake. Because it's pretty nice weather out here, huh? And as he rests, dreams make his mind rest elsewhere—dreams of his wife, of course. It's hard to forget what those bastards did; when that 'third party' killed her in cold blood, and then almost killed him as well... The scars across his torso are proof enough.He can't thank the Malnosso enough... It's especially hard, when the festival rolls around. It was Rem's favorite time of the year. All that celebrating really got her happy. Hard to say whether or not he should be fondly cheerful, or depressed that she's really gone.
... Whelp, he wants to avoid worrying Milly over his own thoughts, so he'll try to stay quiet about it.]
[Written]
Anyone have a memory about the last festivals that they're fond of more than others?
[Filtered//Written to Milly]
How would you feel about dinner tonight?
[[ooc: So Wolfwood's a widow in his AU—Rem (yup, the one from Trigun |D) is his AU dead waifu, and Milly's the gal who's helping to heal his broken heart, poor fella. Aaand in one particular fight Rem was killed and Wolfwood was almost killed, so he's a little bitter about his inability to protect her. Wolfwood'll be busy with another post later on in the event, but have at him here, too, while he's in a decent mood. 3:^)]]
[Well, it's at least relatively calm despite that shitty shift earlier. Which means he can go right back to helping with decorating the Great One Church for the festivities. If you guys wanna stop in and wish to the altar for the usual Great One blessings (there's always that fesitval traffic flood, around this time, man), come on in! Father Wolfwood'll be around to say hi. Or be in the front smoking after a few hours. E-eheh, there's no law against smoking priests, right?
And afterward, he will stop by family houses to make sure everyone's all settled. After all, people had a lot of stuff moved around lately, right? So expect an annoying preacherman to be on your doorstep; does he make himself at home? Pffft, if you're a brother or father, of course. Otherwise, he'll ask politely. Isn't he charming? B)
Then. He takes a nap at the lake. Because it's pretty nice weather out here, huh? And as he rests, dreams make his mind rest elsewhere—dreams of his wife, of course. It's hard to forget what those bastards did; when that 'third party' killed her in cold blood, and then almost killed him as well... The scars across his torso are proof enough.
... Whelp, he wants to avoid worrying Milly over his own thoughts, so he'll try to stay quiet about it.]
[Written]
Anyone have a memory about the last festivals that they're fond of more than others?
[Filtered//Written to Milly]
How would you feel about dinner tonight?
[[ooc: So Wolfwood's a widow in his AU—Rem (yup, the one from Trigun |D) is his AU dead waifu, and Milly's the gal who's helping to heal his broken heart, poor fella. Aaand in one particular fight Rem was killed and Wolfwood was almost killed, so he's a little bitter about his inability to protect her. Wolfwood'll be busy with another post later on in the event, but have at him here, too, while he's in a decent mood. 3:^)]]
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Even we need downtime.
...
Not that I'll drink. It's not my style.
[Liar. She's never drunk before.]
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And someone has to drag others back home. [The resigned driver.]
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Well, keep your aim sharp at some of the festival games at least, hmm? I imagine you'd be good at most of them.
[Written]
I hope I haven't lost the touch for the other games.
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[Written]
You are right. But for what I know in some games? It wouldn't be fair.
[Lies. Some combat skills don't always translate into games.]
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[I am the most helpful preacher ever.]
[Written]
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