[The ear-piercing screeching of a thoroughly abused comm-link jolts the holy man right up and off the first pew at the front of the auditorium.]
What in Hell's blazes...!
[Scrambling up from the floor, he pads around blindly for the cloth he was using to wipe down the banisters. Being without sight left him with only so much to do but clean what he knew by memory alone. And unfortunately for his ears, they had doubled their sensitivity with the loss of his 5th sense.]
Who.. who's here!
[He called out rather sternly, his voice echoing from the perfect acoustics of the church's main hall.]
[... There was someone else here? The specter pale child jerked her head up from the communicator, bristling slightly at the sound of a voice. An adult voice... a man? No one she'd ever heard before.
Gripping the communicator, she peeked her head over a pew.
... A leper? A blind man? ... What was wrong with his eyes? She said nothing, scowling slightly. What was he doing here? Quietly, she sneaked out from behind the pew, slowly approaching him]
[Action!] Heeeere I come~sanctus_cinerisJune 23 2010, 01:17:49 UTC
[ 'Creak', 'creak', 'creak'. Went the heavy footsteps of the Priest along the side of the pew, picking up in speed like the rumbling of some terrible beast. The sound had drawn him faster than the undead to a freshly dug grave, the strange sight of flowing white-hair deceiving the eye enough to where vision could easily mistake that child-size form for something else entirely.
Alarmed, the Scotsman grabbed for an ankle. A swift yank and a tug and he has the wee beastie crunched up to his chest in his sure grip.]
[Action!] sdafjkyasjdkftasjdfgjfashfvisionofwordsJune 23 2010, 01:23:56 UTC
[Almost... she could almost touch the strange blind man. Of course, she hadn't really thought of a plan. Maybe pull the blinds off of him? Was he hiding a horrible war wound? Did his gaze turn people to stone? Brendan had told her stories of creatures in far off lands that did that...
Closer... closer... And... Ally oop up she went! A surprised squeal and the faerie child was squirming for all her little body was worth.]
Cuir liom síos! [Barking in Gaelic, she ordered him like she was royalty]
Let go! I'll call the wolves on you if you don't! Put me down!
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Read this, if you can.
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What does it say?
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So there.
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... you're completely off the mark. In fact, you couldn't be any more wrong even if you tried.
I'm only talking to you because I feel like it, and that means I could stop talking whenever I wanted.
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...some of us have sensitive hearing, you know.
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Soooo..mmmm...
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sen...tie...ve...
Cow?
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I'm a hawk, sorry.
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Hawk! Okay, what about a hawk?
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hawk.
... Really? They gave a hawk a technic thing?
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What in Hell's blazes...!
[Scrambling up from the floor, he pads around blindly for the cloth he was using to wipe down the banisters. Being without sight left him with only so much to do but clean what he knew by memory alone. And unfortunately for his ears, they had doubled their sensitivity with the loss of his 5th sense.]
Who.. who's here!
[He called out rather sternly, his voice echoing from the perfect acoustics of the church's main hall.]
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Gripping the communicator, she peeked her head over a pew.
... A leper? A blind man? ... What was wrong with his eyes? She said nothing, scowling slightly. What was he doing here? Quietly, she sneaked out from behind the pew, slowly approaching him]
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Alarmed, the Scotsman grabbed for an ankle. A swift yank and a tug and he has the wee beastie crunched up to his chest in his sure grip.]
...Got ye!
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Closer... closer... And... Ally oop up she went! A surprised squeal and the faerie child was squirming for all her little body was worth.]
Cuir liom síos! [Barking in Gaelic, she ordered him like she was royalty]
Let go! I'll call the wolves on you if you don't! Put me down!
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