Our Lady of Fandom; Monday [ 05/02 ]

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette had gotten back to Fandom late last night and had been doing all that driving, so she'd crashed almost immediately and even this morning she was still tired, still sore, but, thankfully, it was Monday, which meant she could just cling to a cup of coffee in the confessional and sleep if she wanted. It hadn't given her and Chrono a lot of time to talk about the whole thing, though, which is why he, for a brief moment, slipped into the confessor side.

"Rosette?"

She snorted. "Chrono? You have sins you want to confess? What did you do this weekend without me here, hm?"

"I just...wanted to know if you found what you were looking for, that's all."

Rosette smiled a bit, softly. "Yeah, you could say that..."

"What was it?"

"I'll tell you when you're older," she smirked. "Now, tell me, my child, have you any sins to confess?"

"Not to you, no," Chrono grinned.

"Then get the hell out of here." She'd kick him, lightly, lovingly, if it weren't for, y'know, the screen.

Monday
Confessions.

[[ open for all your churchly needs; Confessional threads, as always, to be NFB ]]

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early afternoon

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha had a plate of cookies with her, as she entered the church.

Re: early afternoon

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"Oh, good afternoon...Agatha, isn't it?" Chrono greeted the woman as she came in, congenially, and his head tilted at the offering she brought with her. "Cookies?"

If the confessionals weren't so sound-and-squirrel proof, and she wasn't napping, that magic word would have brought Rosette's head darting out in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

Re: early afternoon

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon Chrono. And yes, cookies. They are for the Sister." Agatha smiled, unsure if the little purple haired kid knew where Rosette was this weekend.

Re: early afternoon

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If Chrono knew Agatha's thoughts, he'd certainly be more concerned about the fact that she thought he was a kid than the mysterious nature of Rosette's journey of exploration. "Would you like me to get her? I'm pretty sure she won't mind being interupted for cookies."

Re: early afternoon

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Yes please." Well, he was short and adorable. What else was Agatha supposed to think?

Re: early afternoon

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Chrono nodded and walked over to Rosette's door in the confessional and gave it a sharp, rapping knock. Rosette opened it and stuck her head out. "What's up, Chron-- Agatha! Hi!" She spotted the plate and her eyes got a little wide. "Did you bring me fooooooooooood?" She grinned.

Re: early afternoon

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"Hi Sis... Rosette. Um, i brought you cookies. John mentioned that you two went away this weekend, and that you um, were upset due to some stuff that happened... so, cookies."

Re: early afternoon

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"Oooh, cookies." Rosette decided she could definately abandon her post for a bit for cookies. She shifted her habit a little uncomfortably as she went over to Agatha, nose wrinkling. The weekend had made her forget how consitricting these damn things were. "Upset? Me?" She peered in closer at the cookies; ohhh, they looked really, really good! "Over wha...Oh, right, Sate--"

Her eyes got a little wide; she could almost feel the snap of Chrono's head shifting their way. Considering she didn't know how much of that Chrono should be knowing, she stopped there and immediately shifted slightly under his scrutenizing eyes. "Um, well, a few things, yeah."

She was giving Agatha a look eyes and head tilting toward Chrono as subtly as possible to indicate that they really, really couldn't talk about this with the demon there. If he knew that she'd gone to her grave, he'd be pestering her about all sorts of information, and getting worried, and try to think that since he was a demon, he was above the law of the world and could prevent it from happening.

Re: early afternoon

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha was not that subtle and all, but she did notice the look, and noticed it pointing to Chrono. Right. She probably did not want to worry the kid with thoughts of death.

"Um, yeah, well,take the cookies, and i just wanted to get them to you because if i trusted John to bring them over, he would eat them all" she attempted to chuckle, and failed. "But if you ever want to just talk to someone... i am around."

Re: early afternoon

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Rosette didn't notice the failing chuckle, her mind more on cookies and tastiness rather than death and dying, and she smirked. "Nah, I think they might be safe, because he knows I'd kick his ass if I found out he'd eaten my cookies. And...I'll keep that in mind, Agatha, thank you." She bobbed her head in a nod, although she had no idea what Agatha might think she'd need to talk about.

Re: early afternoon

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Agatha smiled. "You are welcome. How is the Silverodeonhandwavely installed working out for you?"

Re: early afternoon

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Rosette shrugged with a smirk, "Dunno. Haven't been here to know, so I defer to Chrono. Chrono?"

"That thing's amazing," he mused with a sigh. He'd been practising on it to help pass the time during the slow weekend.

Re: early afternoon

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"Well i am glad you like it." she stopped herself form ruffling his hair as she would with a little kid, just in case what John said was right.

late afternoon

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John popped in, with another plate of cookies, since there were some left over from Agatha's batch... and... because he got hungry after eating all of those and made some more. 3-Ingredient peanut butter cookies.

Re: late afternoon

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Chrono was trying his best not to give John speculative looks of suspicion as he entered the church, and stuck with reminding himself that at least Rosette hadn't spent the weekend with that writer, or, even worse, that merc. He arched an eyebrow at the plate. "Everyone in a baking mood today?"

Re: late afternoon

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"Kinda. I wanted to bring Rosette some cookies, but I eated it I ate all the leftover ones Agatha made. So... hadda make more. Want some?"

Re: late afternoon

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Chrono's eyes shifted toward the confessional, and then looked at the cookies to see if they actually seemed edible, before giving a very firm, "Yes." Rosette had eaten all of the ones Agatha brought before he'd been able to have more than a few, and so he wanted to get a fair amount of these ones before she got to them.

Re: late afternoon

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JOhn gives him about a third of the cookies in a stack before wandering to the confessional, pausing. He then goes to the confessional and enters the wrong side to smex Rosette the right side to talk to Rosette.

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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Chrono arched an eyebrow at John's seeming lack of direction and shook his head. Humans. He'd never understand them. Clearly not, because, while he did start to get distracted by thoughts of what he and Lucifer might have done in that side of the confessional, he never put it together that others might be capable of such debauchery. Plus, he had cookies. Mmmm, cookies.

"Chrono, what do you--" Rosette stopped abruptly when she realized it wasn't Chrono and snorted a laugh. "John, how many times have we gone over how to do this properly? You just can't get it right, can you?"

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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"Nope. But I have cookies," he smirked, squeezing in to sit next to her. "Fresh cooooookies!" He thought about not sneaking into the wrong side of the confessional but he was here now. Kinda cramped.

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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"Ooh! More cookies!" Rosette grinned, reaching for one. "You're definately welcome when bearing such gifts. You'll just have to be really quiet if I actually get a confessor." She gave him a big, dopey sort of smile.

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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"I'll try not to tickle you too much," he promises. "I thought this was, y'know, bigger over here." They're tightly squished next to each other. Very cozy.

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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It was pretty cozy, yes. Cozy enough that Rosette was already resting her head against John's shoulder with a soft, contented little sigh, because it was also much nicer in here with him rather than by herself. She grinned, and kicked at the gun case in front of her with her toe. "I'd be carefully about tickling me in here, John. Gun access way too easy."

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

He put his arm around her. "That's not all that's easy to access," he said, poking her just once. Not even a proper tickle. He leaned back, enjoying the coziness. He was very happy to see her.

Re: late afternoon -- Confessional, NFB

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"Ya wanna risk it?" Rosette asked, cheekily, as she grinned at John and responded to his poke by nudging her shoulder into his.