002 - Our Father

[shepherdsveritas]

[Anyone who knew Paul Smecker or Eunice Bloom]

[He coughs softly before dictating]

So, I heard that Paul Smecker an' Eunice Bloom were here a while, back. My name's Connor MacManus. My brother an' I knew 'em back home. I jus' wanted to introduce myself an' say that I'd like to meet you if you've got th'time.

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My brother'n I've been workin' on fixin' up the church down town an it got me thinkin'. This is s'posed t'be February, right? Th'way I figure it, Lent starts today. Does anyone here even celebrate Lent, here? Is anyone givin' anythin' up?

((ooc: Open over the journal or in town. He's hard at work cleaning up and fixing the outside of the church, today. Winter be damned, he's just glad for the fresh air.))

Comments

[spiritusaequitas]

[he laughs] No you fuckin' can't. Sense've accomplishment seems t' be underrated 'round here.

... What're we givin' up, anyway? Haven' quite decided yet.

[shepherdsveritas]

[Connor shrugs] Dunno. Should be somethin' that'll make a difference, here.

[He thinks for a minute, smoothing the concrete as Murph fills it in.] Y'know... with all th'weird people an' things 'round here... maybe we should do somethin' like not judgin' anythin' by first impressions.

[spiritusaequitas]

[Murphy frowns thoughtfully, pausing to look up at the sky, watching the winter clouds drift past. sorry, they all look like sheep. he is unimaginative.

unsurprisingly, he was thinking along similar lines. the sort of things they usually give up would ring hollow here, and the whole point of Lent is to make some fundamental change, to show that you can live without something you had thought was vital, or at the very least important]

Not a bad idea.

[shepherdsveritas]

[He nods, watching his brother] Think we ought to give up anythin' else 'swell?

[spiritusaequitas]

I 'unno. [he squints a little] Maybe smokin'? ... Lord wouldn' want us to give up beer, not wi' Saint Paddy's comin' up. Fer all we know, we're th' lone representatives've Irish Pride, after all.

[shepherdsveritas]

[He laughs, raising an eyebrow at Murphy] Like y'could even give up smokin' fer a week.

[spiritusaequitas]

I could try! Fuck you.

[shepherdsveritas]

[Connor just laughs harder, waggling his fingers at Murphy]

Y'wouldn't make it a day 'fore y'd just light one up without even thinkin' 'bout it.