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Our Lady of Fandom; Thursday [ 02/08 ]

Thursday
Nirvana Day

As such, Rosette and Chrono were sitting on the floor, having a very fascinating conversation with one of the pews about nothingness, trancendance, and enlightment. Rosette had no idea some of the pews were Buddhist, and she found it absolutely facinating.

If a little bit ridiculous, but, really, it wasn't any more ridiculous than anything the Catholic pews would be telling her.

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Yuki had office hours... which left Shuichi very alone and bored while he and Mr. Deadpool were away.

So! He decided to take up that funny blond nun's offer to come by some time. And yes. He totally brought booze. Yuki seemed to keep collecting it up. He wouldn't miss one bottle.

"Heellooo~?"

[[ooc:off to food and class. har har.]]

Rosette smiled brightly from where she sat on the floor in the aisle, straightening her back as she lifted her arm to wave to Shuichi so he could see her better. "Hello!" she responded brightly. "Come join us; we're listening to the pew talk about Buddhism!"

Leaning back a little to see around Rosette, the purple haired demon couldn't help but take interest in the pink haired human. He remembered him from that one time with Mary in the park. He also couldn't help thinking, Dear God, please don't tell me she's found another one....

Shuichi skipped over to them and sat on the ground, his hair flaying out cutely. "Buddhism..?" He tilted his head, wondering why a bench thingy would be talking..

It was all very cute, indeed. Rosette beamed as she nodded. "Yup! And how to transend everything and become nothing and that's nirvana, and I see you've brought a bottle of something, Shuichi." She grinned, slightly wickedly, at him. Like it was going to get by her radar.

"Yeah!" He handed over the bottle of scotch, sealed and unopened. "Is this kind okay?" He wasn't sure if the nun had any preferences, but she seemed to like the stuff in general.

"Oooh, scotch!" Rosette practically squealed with excitement as she inspected the bottle approvingly. "I don't know much about particular brands, but, well, there's only one way to find out if it's good, am I right?" Chuckling a little, Rosette straighened her back a little as she looked around; she knew there wasn't a clock in the main hall of the church, but it was a natural response to look. She'd been caught up with talking to and listening to the pew that she wasn't really sure what time it is. She focused her attentions back to Shuichi. "You don't think it's too early for a drink, do you?"

Even as she said it, she knew it sounded ridiculous. It was never too early.

"No way!" Shuichi gave her an excited thumbs up. It was never too early to have a drink! There wasn't a law or anything against it, so why set a time for it?

There used to be a law for it, in Rosette's time, but, really, that just meant all the more reason to indulge now when there wasn't.

"Chrono!" Rosette excitedly gave the demon a slap on the back. "Fetch us some cups!"

Whoo! Party in the church! Shuichi was so down for this. He could see it now, with all this alive furniture added with some good jammin music, this church could be wild.

"Will the benches want any?!" Shuichi sounded concerned about this. He wouldn't want the church benches to feel left out!

"Pews, Shuichi," Rosette nudged him a little while Chrono grudgingly went downstairs to find some cups. "They're called pews. And, I dunno. Hey, pews, you guys want some scotch?" She held up the bottle triumphantly.

The Catholic pews scoffed in distaste; the Buddhist ones said that they had no need for booze because they existed on a higher plane that should not be tainted by altering drugs; the Atheist pews scoffed at that and pointed out that they don't need any booze because they're wood and upholstery, and cannot actually drink.

Rosette tilted her head at the pews while she processed this.

"Good!" she concluded. "More for us."

"Pewspewspewspewspewspewspews..." He repeated the new word rapidly as he listened to all the churchly benches speak their opinions. If only all seats could talk. They could hold meetings, discuss problems with the humans that sat on them, or even debate...with the government!!

"As long as they don't complain to the government, I'm good with that." More grins. He really should stop vocalizing his thought process.

Rosette giggled a lot, because Shuichi totally sounded like some sort of gun repeating the word like that so quickly, so many times.

"I think we're safe," Rosette nodded. Of all the things that these pews could talk about, complaining to the government was the least of her worries. Chrono returned, three glasses with him as he sat back down, and handed one to Shuichi while he held the other two and Rosette opened the bottle and poured them all a scotch. She set the bottle aside, took her glass, and then lifted it.

"What should we toast to?" she asked.

Shuichi wasn't exactly familiar with the phrase, and gave a confused look as he raised his glass to mimic her, "Breakfast?"

Weren't they supposed to say 'Kanpai!' and then drink? Or...at least a good old-fashioned english 'Yay!'?

Well, that was a little...different for a toast, but Rosette shrugged and nodded. "Breakfast it is! To....uh, orange juice and pancakes and eggs and bacon and sausage and...um, pie!" Pie for breakfast? Sure, why not? She clinked her glass against the others' and tilted her head back to drink.

"To pancakes!" Mmm pancakes sounded really good right now...maybe he could get up and make some for Yuki and Deadpool..

Shuichi tips his head back and downed it in one shot. Not the best way to start, being the lightweight that he is, but he could ignore taste more when it went down quickly.

"Hey!" Rosette chuckled a little as she straightened her head from the first chug and inspected what little was left in her glass. "This stuff ain't half bad. You chose well, Shuichi."

"You're soo right. Choosing at random is the best way to go." He raises his glass and wiggles it back and forth.

Rosette giggled. "Random? You must have been...guided by...Fate or God or Buddha, or...something."

Sometimes she tried to sound...nun-like. Sometimes she succeeded. This...was not one of those times.

Whoa. That could have totally been possible! Maybe because the gift had the intention of touching holy hands, god had to guide him to the best stuff!
"Whoa... god must really like you!" Shuichi was already a little funny in the head just from the first one.

"Well, obviously," Rosette giggled, finishing off what was left in her glass before pouring another. "I am a nun."

He holds out his glass for her to pour some in too, shaking the glass a little so the scotch spins in its place. Which in turn makes him giggle. "Which is a very lucky thing....right now." He nods vigorously. "Maybe I should be a nun!" Maybe being a nun could help him write the perfect song and thus, sign with N-G again and become the rocker he's always wanted to be!! It could totally work.

"You can't be a nun," Rosette scoffed, giving Shuichi a roll of her eyes as she poured him more scotch. "You have to be female to be a nun."

"You would make a pretty cute monk, though," she added with a wink.

His eyes widen and his free hand goes straight to the pink puff on his head. "I am not shaving my head!!"

"Perish the thought!" Rosette laughed after a small little 'eep' sound. The laugh turned into a giggle over Shuichi's funny pink hair, and she patted his head from over his hands. "Not all monks shave thier heads, you know." She sipped her scotch very knowledgably, despite the fact that the only reason she knew this was her last discussion with Yuki not too long ago.

Shuichi sipped his drink, imagining himself as a monk, running around with the pink hair and rocking out under the Bodhi tree. "I don't think they'd like the music.."

"Aww, why not?" Rosette frowned a little, sipping. "Monks can be musical. Why not?"

She was, after all, a nun with a gun. Anything seemed possible to her.

"Think we could start a band?" Being a rocker was first priority. If those monks couldn't accept it, he was not giving them any of his time.

"A band of monks?" Rosette grinned. "I'd go see that. Pretty catchy gimmick, if you ask me."

Shuichi took another long swig of his drink. Ah, the burning...

"We could rock out and then they could pray and I'd write songs."

John entered, wearing a Kurt Cobain t-shirt. He was excited, until he realized his mistake.

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