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[greatlightother]

[It's morning and Sveta's getting ready for the day. She's humming "Shenandoah" softly to herself. Pinning a lock of hair from her face, she finally looks to the camera as if she had forgotten it was there. Of course, this is all a show.]

This town has not been this way in quite a while. I can't help but think that this is going to just get worse. [

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[greatlightother]

[She rose a brow and walked inside, nodding to him once.] I thought you said I could come. Was I wrong? [She gave her lip a little bite, trying to look concerned and at least a little caught off guard. She might not be the best actress, but she had experience enough to at least give it some effort.]

[greatlightother]

[She paused beside one of the pews and just leaned against it, watching him pace. This wasn't what she was expecting out of this church. It was just...wood and paint. Nothing more. Nothing less. But he saw it as something more. That had to count.]

Well, I thought we might continue our conversation from before.

[feels_no_love]

Nag us boys about peace some other time, all right? I've had a gutful of people telling me what to do with what I'm feelin'. And I still have to hear from the preacher.

[greatlightother]

Nag? That was not my intention. I'm just...offering something else besides the fighting.

[feels_no_love]

Well, your alternative's as appealin' as ever, and no doubt.

I got half a bottle of whiskey in me since this morning, though, so I'm just talkin' on. Sometimes the distractions aren't distracting enough.

[greatlightother]

Maybe you just haven't found the right distraction.

[notiaraincluded]

[He can't help but stare rather intently for a few moments before swallowing a bit.]

Like?

[greatlightother]

Oh, I won't say. Just come in, have a drink. Play some games.