Nicholas D. Wolfwood

[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:^)]]

[Wolfwood was neutral about Halloween, really—while he thought the get-up was interesting, there was no way in hell he was going to run around in a costume. Well, when he finally did decide to brave the outside...!

Oh. Just a traditional priest uniform with a nice coat and a cool cross rosary. How damn lucky of him. Maybe this weird Halloween event won't be so bad after all yeah, see you in six days, Wolfwood. So he'll just be walking around looking less chest-flashy and more man-of-godly, but the cigarette and signature cross is still present. Actually, come to think of it, a priest walking around dark settings always sets a spooky mood, right? Someone really should show him The Exorcist sometime.

When he finally does turn on the guide, he's sitting on a bench noting the interesting decor around the plaza.]

So, anyone lucky enough not to get embarrassing costumes?

[He grins, puffing on a cigarette.]

I haven't worn one of these in years. The collar'll drive me crazy by the time this is over, I swear—but it doesn't seem like I can get rid of it.

I'm guessing it's the same for everyone else, eh?

[Oh, and btw, Kuroneko's lingering nearby dressed in this, too.]