a se - until everything shines

[spiritusaequitas]

[as usual, Murphy's up with the sun, crawling out of bed to toss on his clothes and swiping his journal on the way out into the church proper. rubbing at his eyes, he plops the book down on the counter - the Paradisa equivalent of putting on the news - and starts making coffee. once his eyes have opened up sufficiently and his brain's online, he dictates idly as he goes about making breakfast]

Mornin', everyone. .... I gotta say, movin' out here to th' church was th' best decision me an' Connor made, so far. I'm gonna stop countin' the number of times I've been glad I haven't had to deal with all that random bullshit. No pretty little dresses, no riddles, no huffin' an' puffin' an' blowin' people's houses down ... s'been a pretty decent week. 'Course, we all know what goeth before th' fall, so I'll probably hafta answer fer that at some point or 'nother, but there's not much point in worryin' about it, is there...?

Anyways. Connor's got his own lil' project he's workin' on, lately, so I figure I may's well put my services out there. Anyone need any work done? Stuff fixed, or built, or whate'er? I can do a bit'a everythin', so just try me f'you do, and I'll see f'I can't get it done. Y'don't even hafta pay me, m'just lookin' to keep busy.


[speaking of busy. the coffee finishes and he pours himself a mug, then grabs a pencil from a cup on the counter and scribbles up a filter]

[Galadriel]

Good mornin', ma'am. Sorry t' bother you, but a girl name of Rin said I'd be wantin' to talk to you.

Comments

[persequor]

Church?

[spiritusaequitas]

Aye. House o' th' Lord, and all. [he pauses, realizing he's already had to explain the entire concept of religion to someone] ... D'you not have a God where you're from? Or more'n' one, even?

[persequor]

In my House we keep the Faith of the Seven and the Old Gods. My mother keeps the Seven and my father prays to the Old Gods.

[ The slip in verb tense goes unnoticed. Arya makes the mistake less, but occasions remain, like now, where she continues to refer to her father in the present tense. ]

[spiritusaequitas]

Th' Seven? ... [well, now, that sounds familiar. he can't help but smile] Yer mother wouldn' happen'a be Catelyn, now, would she?

voice

[alwaysaquestion]

You know, after the castle's latest stunt, I'm seriously considering taking up your offer of staying at the church for awhile. Unless my new place gets squared away anyways.

[She, luckily, missed out on being a part of it, but she wasn't going to stick around and give the castle another chance.]

[spiritusaequitas]

You go right on ahead, Renee. [he grins] We'll be glad t' have ya. Fact, f'ya move fast enough you'll still make it in time fer breakfast.

[alwaysaquestion]

[She'd mostly just said it as a joke, but now she was actually considering it. It's not like she had much to move.]

How do you feel about me bringing a few pets along?

[songsandstories]

Which religion do you follow, ser? Do you keep the Old Gods?

[spiritusaequitas]

No, just th' Holy Trinity: the Lord our God, His son Jesus Christ, an' th' Holy Spirit. ... I never mind hearin' what other people believe, though. Which Old Gods d'you mean?

[songsandstories]

Never heard of them. Those of the North in my world follow the Old Gods of the Forest, forest spirits mainly.

[dictated right back atcha]

[sixguns]

[Noah's moving around his room in the castle, moving books around, tidying up, making tea. His own journal is open on the table. There's the sound of a bit of singing under his breath. He's in a fine mood.]

I'll be lookin' forward ta movin' in. Speakin' of, I'm ready t'get the bloody hell outta here. Carson's lettin' me outta jail.

[spiritusaequitas]

Well, s'about fuckin' time, too! [Murphy grins, the usual kitchen sounds audible through the book as he sets about cooking]

We're gonna be havin' company. Friend of ours, Renee Montoya. She'll be stayin' at th' church till she finds a place've her own. She's pretty sick of livin' up there in the ol' pile'a rocks, herself.

[sixguns]

I don't blame 'er. This place works on th' sanity. I woke up this mornin' and the floor was made of grass. Dirt an' all.

[It was kind of nice, though. Cool soil and spongy, new grass between the toes has a sensation all it's own.]

[psych0p0mps]

well i have this outpost you can help build if you want

[spiritusaequitas]

Oh, hey, 'Radia! ... That th' same one Connor's helpin' with?

[psych0p0mps]

uhh probably
since theres not more than one as far as i know
i dont know if ive seen him out here though?
then again im not here *all* the time so who knows 0_0

This man

[inafadingcrown]

It is no bother, I assure you. How may I be of assistance?

Galadriel, to end

[spiritusaequitas]

Thanks - I know some people aren't exactly up for bein' bothered first thing in th' mornin'. ... My name's Murphy, Murphy MacManus. Rin told me I needed t' talk to you 'fore I could help her with somethin'. Sort've a screenin' process, f'I heard her right.

Murphy MacManus

[inafadingcrown]

Well met, Master MacManus. I must ask- did Rin by chance tell you of what I may do? For I believe I owe you some explanation before you agree to such an undertaking.

[kungfuwitch]

[she chuckles] I'll have you know that I was neither huffing nor puffing.

[spiritusaequitas]

Ah, but th' question is, Phoebe, didja really end up blowin' somebody's house down?

'Cuz that means I can offer t' help 'em build it back up an' have somethin' to do! [the wheezy little giggle he dissolves into makes it plain that he thinks he's Very Funny]

[kungfuwitch]

No, but we did fight a big bad wolf. [Hear that smirk in her voice?]

Dictated

[squirrelhunter]

If you need any help with shit, let me know. It's fuckin' borin' 'round here.

[spiritusaequitas]

Sure thing! That way I can tell people I can be in two places a' once, aye?

[squirrelhunter]

Sure. If they'll believe ya. We look nothin' alike.

[A pause.]

...Maybe a bit. It's fuckin' with some heads, I'll tell ya.