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fandomtownies2007-01-22 10:31 am
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Our Lady of Fandom; Monday [ 01/22 ]
"Oh, maaaaan." Rubbing her eye a bit, Rosette shuffled up the stairs to the church basement. "I have just the weirdest dream..." She blinked at the expression look Chrono was giving her. "What? Why are you looking at me like I've....been....someone else all...."
A hymnal was promptly tossed at Chrono's head and Rosette charged forward over the pews; he let out an 'eep!,' knowing full well to run from those shaking fists. "Chrono, you sneaky little shit! That's what those sleeping potions were for! Tricking me into thinking I was your first contract! Your first contract! Why didn't you say anything about this to me before? First contract! What am I, your sloppy seconds! Chrono, get over here, I'm going to kill you!"
Things were definately back to normal at Our Lady of Fandom.
Rosette eventually caught up to Chrono, tackling him halfway down the main aisle, and punishing him by tickling him into a gasping stupor of surrender while sitting on him. "You know you could have just told me about her, ya jerk," she grinned once she decided to offer mercy.
She was smiling down at him, though, so he couldn't bear to tell her that he actually had nothing to do with the bizarre transformation. Chrono would miss Mary, but missing Mary was nothing new. It was missing Rosette that he wasn't used to. He was just glad to have her back, even if she was crushing his spleen. "You think you would have been able to understand her like you do now if I had just told you?" he asked with false sagicy.
"Nah, guess I wouldn't've..." Nor would she also have retained all these strange, but fascinating visions. Mary was a Seer, huh? Boy did Mary see some interesting things, too...
"Hey. It's Monday," Chrono reminded her.
"Oh!" Rosette shook her head and got up from off of Chrono. "Right!"
Monday
Confessions.
Will be available until this afternoon.
[[ open for all your churchly needs ]]
A hymnal was promptly tossed at Chrono's head and Rosette charged forward over the pews; he let out an 'eep!,' knowing full well to run from those shaking fists. "Chrono, you sneaky little shit! That's what those sleeping potions were for! Tricking me into thinking I was your first contract! Your first contract! Why didn't you say anything about this to me before? First contract! What am I, your sloppy seconds! Chrono, get over here, I'm going to kill you!"
Things were definately back to normal at Our Lady of Fandom.
Rosette eventually caught up to Chrono, tackling him halfway down the main aisle, and punishing him by tickling him into a gasping stupor of surrender while sitting on him. "You know you could have just told me about her, ya jerk," she grinned once she decided to offer mercy.
She was smiling down at him, though, so he couldn't bear to tell her that he actually had nothing to do with the bizarre transformation. Chrono would miss Mary, but missing Mary was nothing new. It was missing Rosette that he wasn't used to. He was just glad to have her back, even if she was crushing his spleen. "You think you would have been able to understand her like you do now if I had just told you?" he asked with false sagicy.
"Nah, guess I wouldn't've..." Nor would she also have retained all these strange, but fascinating visions. Mary was a Seer, huh? Boy did Mary see some interesting things, too...
"Hey. It's Monday," Chrono reminded her.
"Oh!" Rosette shook her head and got up from off of Chrono. "Right!"
Confessions.
Will be available until this afternoon.
[[ open for all your churchly needs ]]
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He wandered around the church for a bit before shouting out, "Marco!"
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Wade grinned and head toward the confessional. "Marco!"
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He peered around, waiting for a response.
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"Polo."
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He quickly opened the door and was surprised to find a gun pointed at him. His unoccupied hand went behind his back. He flicked his wrist out, causing a small gun to slid down from its hiding place on his forearms.
"Marco?"
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"Dead."
She smirked at him.
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"So, where did you disappear to this weekend? You missed this chick who could have been your sister or something."
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Which made perfect sense to her. She's actually be a little surprised if someone told her that it wasn't a universal truth.
"And that chick was me. Only not. We, like, switched places. She's supposed to be dead, so I suppose I was dead for a bit?" She shrugged; guess that answered her question of the existance of an afterlife. She knew it. "But it's as if I was still there somewhere, because I remember everything, from making coffee for Chrono that first morning, to meeting up with everyone at the park, that this really weird date with a guy in a wig."
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Wade put on a smile, knowing nearly no one would notice it not being genuine. Masks were nice like that. "Guy in a wig?"
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Said the nun who spends her nights with a demon sleeping with the devil and is being intermittently woo'd by an emo Christ figure, an alien, a writer with anger management issues, and a masked merc with a thing for Bea Arthur.
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