[006] phone & action; open.

[custodismundi]

A:) phone; open.

It's been... a long few weeks, hasn't it? Things haven't been pleasant, to say the least... Now if there were an award for understatements, I'm rather certain that would take the cake. My apologies to anyone who was so... rudely introduced to our humble little town via nuclear bombs dropping in our sleep and the unceremonious

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Phone

[nothing_is_grey]

A truly fine statement. I hope people take your words to heart.

[custodismundi]

I have the occasionally rare [read: once in a blue moon shooting rainbows and populated by puppies] tendency to put words together in some way approaching intelligent, I think... Maybe karma threw me a bone, after last week?

...In any case, I hope so too.

[nothing_is_grey]

That's not how karma works. But I'm sure you're selling yourself short.

It is what the people really need, but it seems everyone is too unwilling to embrace the idea.

[custodismundi]

Ah-- isn't it? I'm afraid Buddhism isn't my forte, so you'll have to forgive any blunders in that respect! [wrong religion... not that he's much better at the one he occasionally preaches herp.]

Do you think so? I'd think people would be reaching for any comfort they could find at a time like this...

B

[kinships]

[Cain didn't sleep very well either, or much at all, though he tried to keep Abel from noticing. And if he did sleep, his dreams were horrific scenes of rubble and corpses, with his brother dead among them.

Not to mention that he has been paranoid about Abel's safety since then, so when he hears him moving around... he's following. Only bothering to slip shoes on in case he lost him, there's a ninja in striped pajamas following on behind.]

[custodismundi]

[sob. here he thought he had been successful in his attempt to sneak away once his little brother was tucked in nice and comfortably... he thought he'd drifted off, but apparently... that was a mistake.

Abel is oblivious, for now. he doesn't have any destination in mind -- his hands buried in his pockets against the chill and eyes skyward. a sky without the vampire moon... it's still a surreal sight. everything about this town felt alien and foreign and... different.]

[kinships]

[Brr, it's chilly out here in just pajamas, it's a good job he's a clone and therefore never going to catch another cold.

He'll just be stalking his brother as quietly as he can, slipping behind trees and picket fences when he can.

How long will he go unnoticed for?]

[custodismundi]

[yes you fool, what are you doing out here in your pajamas young man :|

Cain gets away with this shadowing for a while-- he's simply lucky his brother hasn't regained certain heightened senses of his own, or he would not be pleased, mister. it's when he stops at a park bench and goes to sit, he catches the motion out of the corner of his eye and stops half-way.]

...Cain?

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[heteropennae]

Not alone...

Father Abel... I...

I killed one of them. One of those people.

[custodismundi]

[Dizzy... ;;

there's a brief pause... and when he speaks, his voice is softer -- but no less kind.]

One of the... cannibals, Miss Dizzy?

[heteropennae]

-She nodded... and then realized this was a phone conversation. A barely whispered confirmation came. Hopefully he heard it.-

[custodismundi]

[he did, and there's another pause.]

...I'm sorry.

Taking a life is-- a heavy burden to bear... and I can tell you do not take it lightly. [he can't believe someone so gentle as she seemed to be would've done so without feeling she was given no other choice... ;( Dizzy ;;]

B;

[decadenzas]

[whoever just bumped into Abel must have been running hard, he'll be feeling quite the impact!

but uh

upon closer inspection, it'll become apparent that they must have been flung hard, because their legs look put out of commission and they don't seem conscious enough to have moved on their own. the bushes are rustling nearby, too....

fight or flight, captain priest?]

SLDKFJLSKDJF LMAO

[custodismundi]

[--OH JESUS well this is inter... esting. Abel finds himself unceremoniously home to ... someone atop him, and he's holding them while barely managing to keep his feet LOOK YOU TOOK HIM BY SURPRISE ALRIGHT.

he's squinting in the dark, blinking hard behind thick lenses at those bushes as he gives the shape in his arms a gentle and concerned shake, brow furrowed in worry.]

--H... hey! Are you alright? [flight? nonsense!! there is a soul in potential PERIL HERE!!!!!!11]

/sunglasses on

[decadenzas]

[yeah that shape in his arms isn't going to give any response, you know how nearly-dead drones can be!

whatever's in the bushes, on the other hand, seems to go silent for a moment before poking its head around the side of the shrubbery. it's a bird! it's a pl-

oh wait no it's just a massive drooling hellbeast and boy does it look hungry.]

awww yea

[custodismundi]

Hey! ...Come on, open your-- eyes, you... [a-ahh... is he dead? Abel looks a little distressed at the thought--

...but. YOU KNOW WHAT, that huge ass-- THING drooling is drawing a bit more of his attention.

SOOO he is going to cradle this body in one arm, taking a step back as his fingers flinch for the handgun holstered at his back. uhhh no sudden... moves...... STARING...]

B

[chaoschildofgod]

[chaos doesn't necessarily have trouble sleeping, but he does seem to often find his way out at night, perhaps an old habit from when he really did not need to sleep. When he spots Abel, he'll stand from wherever he was sitting, and approach the man.]

Are you alright, Father?

[custodismundi]

[while spacey, he was not particularly observant -- lost in thought, as the sight of a beautiful moon on a crisp, cold night is prone to make a man. ...or, well, an Abel.

so, chaos' voice takes him a bit by surprise-- but he offers him a smile, pleased to see him, once he realizes who it is who's his unexpected company.]

--ah, yes...! Just fine...! I was just thinking.

[he points upward.]

It's a beautiful night, don't you think...? It's nice to have clear skies again, chaos.

[chaoschildofgod]

[chaos glances up when Abel points, and smiles just faintly. This sight is nothing new to him, after all the time here in Mayfield, but he nods softly.]

Although Mayfield offers little comfort sometimes, I must admit it's nice to see the moon. Where I come from, it isn't Earth's moon we see at all.

[custodismundi]

[he's been curious about chaos' world, but-- manners first.]

Mm, it's beautiful on nights like this one...

Um-- I'm not disturbing you from something, am I?