Our Lady of Fandom; Monday [ 10/02 ]

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After a great deal of pacing and debating back and forth down the side aisles of the chruch, Rosette had resolved that, yes, she was going to stick to her routine, and spend Monday in the confessional. It helped that Chrono seemed to have been released from his strange moodiness and was back to smiling and bouncing around to his tasks around the church, playing the organ just to annoy her, helping the little old ladies in and out of the pews.

Ugh. Those old ladies helped her decide, too. They were looking at her like they knew. Chrono said that they weren't being accusatory, but that they were just merely going blind, but she didn't know if she believed him.

Besides, she wanted to make sure her guns were particularly shiny and in good order. So the guncase was dragged into the confessional again, and she propped her feet up on it as she polished up her rifle.

[[ open for all your churchly needs; Chrono will direct you to the confessional if you need Rosette; anything transpiring in the confessional is to always be NFB; I'll be back and forth most of the day until evening, blah blah blah. ]]

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John slid into the confessional. "FOrgive me father, for I have sinned. It has been... shit. A long ass time since my last confessional."