2.2 ✞ dictated;

[bloodsugar]

[maybe you remember this guy's voice, eh? cheerful and polite? he was a little... uh, confused over the Christmas vacation -- and while he sounds much the same, he's more sure of himself this time around! (is this a good thing? ...for you?)]

Good afternoon, Paradisa...! It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I guess... not as long as it had been before, huh?

Um-- it's Father Abel, and I have to offer my sincerest, deepest, and most humblest of apologies for the long radio silence! Things have been a little... strange, since coming back from Paris. I thought it was probably a good idea to get my head in order before saying hello again, but-- well.

~HELLO~! My fairest Paradisians, you have no idea how nice it is to be back and... well, myself again! [that part is half-right, at least, he swears...!! he'll just gloss over the whole, had-a-fake-life thing like a boss.] I never thought I'd say this with such enthusiasm, but... here I am, and it's quite true! I'm very sorry for leaving without much notice, but I suppose the castle doesn't really give warning about these kinds of things, does it? I'm just grateful I was able to come back... exactly how I left. Which is to say, veritably able to recall... everything, from before August of last year. I'm not sure how it... happened, or why, but...

I'm beginning to think ignorance is bliss, at times like these. [no really.]

[...]

And, might I add, while I'm at it... a little note for those of you who saw fit to convince me that the journal was some sort of possessed demonic VOLUME OF DEATH while I was, ah. Aforementioned 'blissfully ignorant?'

[here, my dears, is quite the dramatic pause... before his voice goes lower and takes on a more MENACING TONE.]

I may forgive, but I will not forget. What goes around, COMES around, my friends, and you too shall know what it is to live in incorrigible horror one day. It may not be by my hand... but karma? Has an even longer memory than an elephant, so just watch yourself. Next thing you know, you'll be in a tutu, clucking like a chicken atop the roof and singing the blues to the wind on some horrible loss, alright?! These things ALWAYS happen.

[HUFF. --oh right, moving right along:]

--Ah, and... thank you! To everyone else with moral fiber and a conscience who so kindly attempted to explain that I was not, in fact, stark raving mad and actually... a part of the castle's ministrations. Really... I'm very grateful... It's been a long while since I've been on that end of things, and it's reminded me of how scary it can sometimes be. We should be a little gentler on our newest faces, shouldn't we? Maybe we forget how crazy the prospect of all of this could seem.

--Oh, but -- before I ramble forever... Lilith, Caterina and I will be up-keeping the church again -- it's in the Satis Tower, for those of you who might not be aware -- and, I'm living on the sixth floor with Lilith, now! So you can stop by and say hello if you want, okay? If you forgot, or, if this is the first time you've heard my doubtlessly charming and suave voice over the journals... those doors are always open to anyone at all, so don't hesitate to come any time you'd like. I mean it!

And...

[a little pause, and then something of a contented exhale. his voice is a little softer.]

...It's good to be home.

[and for those of you who feel like catching up -- or just feel like investigating the church, he'll be hanging out in there today cleaning things up and tidying a bit, humming pleasantly. feel free to harass the lanky priest sweepin' a sweep.]

[ooc: open... for ALL THE THINGS over the journal or in the church. oh my god so much tl;dr i am so sorry slkdjgsdf... and a note!!: my apologies to anyone that was still backtagging with me on lj; it's died a horrible death and won't function on my laptop sob. if there's anything you need to sort out, don't hesitate to drop me a line!!]

Comments

[echivoc]

Oh, it's you.

[bloodsugar]

Charming as ever, aren't we, Cross?

Why yes, I missed you with all my heart, too! Please, try not to let your tears wet the journal.

[guiding]

[Lilith's arms come around him from behind, chin resting on his shoulder with an amused smile at her lips.]

How eloquent, though the predictions of doom seem a little unnecessary.

[bloodsugar]

[o-oh. he tilts his head a bit, before draping his arms over hers. b'aww wifey ;;]

What? I thought they were a nice touch...! You know, add a little creative flair...

[save_the_souls]

[Allen was not expecting to hear your voice again bro, not after Paris was long over? So don't mind him, instead of replying to the message he wrote (or even listening to it)]

AH!!

[He yelps loudly and drops the journal sdfkljsd]

1/2

[bloodsugar]

--Ah?

church filter forever

[likethetragedy]

[She's actually here to see if the church needs any touching up before checking out the shop. Elektra looks so annoyed with what she finds.]

Stop making a mess.

1/2

[bloodsugar]

[--ah! SUDDENLY, ELEKTRA--

he jumps a bit at the sound of that voice behind him, turning quick and almost... guiltily? hiding the broom behind his back WHAT--]

[ino]

[WHAT

THE

FUUUUCKKKK

he came back. and he has his memories.

WHAT DOES THIS MEEEAAANNNN she's just staring at the journal so confused]

[bloodsugar]

[Ino, babby... it's very strange, isn't it? Abel doesn't get it either. :|]

[inafadingcrown]

[Hey Abel. Your favorite elf (now actually an elf again!) is knocking on the church door to get your attention. And she has a small box in her hand. What could that be?]

[bloodsugar]

[he's looking up from his task at the sound of soft knocking -- and the moment he sees her... his eyes are lighting up with familiarity and a fondness.]

--Galadriel...! I was hoping to see you sooner than later...

[ha! ditching the broom to rest it against a pew, he's immediately headed in her direction.]

dictated

[checklist]

In a tutu? Clucking like a chicken? And singing the blues?


[ And why does this sound like something Pinkie would do on a normal day? ]

dictated

[bloodsugar]

Oh, yes. Absolutely!

We might even add some more elements to that, like-- perhaps, under a strobe light with loud music playing for full effect. How about that?

[onlyanapple]

Oh no, not karma. Anything but karma.

[bloodsugar]

[ahhh, Crowley. he's happy to hear your voice... not that he'll admit that aloud. ...yet.]

...Mr. Serpent!

I know you must be rather conflicted, right now... torn between trembling in terror at your karmic burden and driven to touched tears at the sound of my voice returned to grace your hallowed halls, again... Do keep yourself under control, alright?

dictated forever for now

[unnaturalpause]

[....

Karma sucks Abel.

But James is not sharing his misadventures when drunk.

So excuse him if he sounds slightly perturbed here. Even though he should sound nicer as they're now, well neighbors.]

I do believe, the castle, has exacted retribution on some, with certain, other events. [Not sure how to address him really.]

back atcha!

[bloodsugar]

[oho. ho. ...hoho.

he recognizes that voice, sir. HE RECOGNIZES IT. and the voice in return is... how shall we say. MORE THAN A TAD AMUSED.]

Other events, you say? My! How... unfortunate...! I can only wonder if the punishment fits the crime...?

dictated;

[her_mouse_jesty]

[WHO'S A CRAZY LADY NOW, HUH]

I suppose the most important thing is that you're all right.

dictated; LMAO i have been waiting for this... with bated breath okay

[bloodsugar]

[...this voice is very familiar...]

M... mm! Yes, I'm just fine--! I have all ten fingers and toes in place, and memories where they should be, for the most part!

[.......why is it so familiar why WHY]

dictated

[kamenriderdeno]

Well sheesh, nice ta' know ya' got such a sense a' humor pal.

We were just messin' around.

dictated

[bloodsugar]

Oh, I have quite the sense of humor! One that will find all the amusement in the sight of you upon the roof, donned in an attractive pink tutu and clucking like a chicken! I assure you!

[spongetastic]

Welcome back, Abel.

[bloodsugar]

Peter...

[bro........]

...It's good to be back. And-- thank you.

Abel

[foolreversed]

[so after Joshua had mentioned the name "Abel Nightroad" Adachi had been pissed off enough from the whole encounter to try and actually do his research... before the castle decided to give him a new journal that is. As little credit as people liked to give him, he wasn't a detective for nothing. Reading far back enough had helped him reach some conclusions.]

Are you the man who looked after Nanako-cha- ...Nanako Dojima?

This Man;

[bloodsugar]

[oh. ...well! this is new... Abel is peering curiously at the unfamiliar script and voice, before clearing his throat and responding with the normal amount of cheer (and a little intrigue).]

Mm, yes-- Abel Nightroad? Miss Nanako stayed with me for quite some time, before her father returned to the castle.

I don't think we've met, have we? Your voice isn't too familiar!

dictated

[thedicearecast]

[Amelia listens, not overly interested in most of the speech. It's by and large matters that don't concern her, outside of the fact that this guy apparently got brought back with his memories too. But a few things do get her attention--in particular, that last line.]

You really think of this place that way? Like home?

dictated

[bloodsugar]

[Abel can hear her skepticism... slkdjf]

Does that sound strange to you...? I guess it might be, but -- I have a lot of things here that I don't, back in the world I'm from. I suppose it's more like 'home away from home,' if we get into the technicalities of it... right?

dictated

[gevurah]

[ LE AWKWARD. she's more concerned about the memories anyway... ]

You remember everything as well?

dictated

[bloodsugar]

[--Kate.

there's a brief pause on this end. he's... thinking. the last time they spoke... he can't remember what was said, anymore -- not specifically. but he knows they didn't part on very good terms, and he has the impression she dislikes him.

in the end, his tone doesn't reflect it at all, and he's cheerful enough.]

Miss Kate... it's good to hear your voice again! ...I hope you've been taking care of Charlie for me. I don't think we can rely on Deadpool for that kind of thing, can we...?

[does that answer your question?]

dictated

[willing_sheath]

[Oh... she remembers that voice. =__= it's the guy... with the sneezing... and the ice... and... the weirdness...]

I'll take it any brief memories you found there were because they were actually from the castle, then?

[Feel special, Abel. She didn't just write at you.]

dictated; 1/2

[bloodsugar]

[--ah. that voice... immediately pings him, and Abel's head lifts a little from where he's sitting and listening to the voices idly strolling on in...]

Miss... Tomoe? [that's right. she'd been in Paris...]

[cheerupemoborg]

So... we've finally remembered, eh? Thank you for that tissue, by the way.

[bloodsugar]

--It was my pleasure, Mr... Hank. [sdlkgjsdg...]

I'd share my germs with you anytime, you know? I'm a very generous man... [so awkward bro. so awkward.]

[jammin_with_ed]

[INCOMING! There's an Edward launching herself your way for a hug Abel. WAT DO?!]

[bloodsugar]

[squawk and drop the broom, that's what-- but to his credit he catches her, even if he rather ungracefully stumbles back to accommodate her.]

E... Ed! [sldkjf chuckling as he rights himself :)] Well, that was an enthusiastic hello...

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del is ever the careful explorer.

In your Church, exploring your things~]

[bloodsugar]

[it takes Abel a moment to realize he has a visitor, crouched down to sweep the dust into the duster, but once he does--]

...Aha! I didn't see you there, Miss... you--

[...he realizes who it is as he's getting to his feet, straightening-- and after the initial surprise... a smile is quick to build on his face.]

...Delirium?

Dictated - And now Dairine finally knows his name!

[wizard_redfive]

[Abel, what are you even saying? Dairine is not exactly moral fiber material!

Dairine hears a familiar voice from the journal and listens in. Seems his situation was much more complicated than she had thought in Paris. Oh boy.

Well, best check in and see if he's doing alright.]

Good to hear you've got that cleared up.

Dictated - Dairine gets ALL THE NAMES.

[bloodsugar]

[aha! he recognizes this voice... and a little guilt comes with it. s-sob. this poor girl.]

--Miss Dairine... Thank you so much for putting up with me, and-- I mean that, okay? I know it must've been rather frustrating to explain to someone who was, ah. Less... than receptive...

[to say the least. ahem.]

I really was certain I was crazy, back then. But I suppose the castle thought the whole affair was rather amusing or the like...

--In any case! Yes, yes. I'm very sorry! And I hope you accept my humblest apologies, and... an offer to make you tea! Do you like tea? ...Or tea cakes? I have tea cakes!

HEY, IT'S A CLERIC.

[heloise]

[ She giggles. ] But Father, should we not always forgive?

HEY, IT'S A BORGIA! ...oh, this one is adorable and he will be in love *^*

[bloodsugar]

[what's this? a cute girl voice... and one he doesn't recognize, at that! can you hear the smile in his voice? :3]

--Aha! You're very right, Miss...!

Though, I do think pink tutu's and clucking chickens could be counted as a form of repentance for one's sins. Don't you think it should be added beside the obligatory Hail Mary's...?

dictated oh hi i hope you don't mind another one

[common_name]

[Wow, this one's a talker. She may have only come into that ramble about partway through, but it's more than enough to have given her that sense. Yet there's something intriguing about the stranger that keeps her on the line for a while. Even compels her to start a conversation.]

Is it that easy to forget? [The crazy, she means.]

dictated; darling come into my arms *^*

[bloodsugar]

Well, I suppose that question should come with the clarification of whether or not alcohol is involved... [is he being serious........ you decide.]

[ofhope]

If you were so worried about being perceived as a lunatic, you should have told me. I could have helped.

1/3...........

[bloodsugar]

[...hey... Joshua...]

[adorbs]

[Nanako got most of her 'OH MY GOD THEY'RE REALLY BACK, REALLY REALLY ;A; worked through her system when she talked to Lilith. so when she hears this she puts on her shoes, and heads out to surprise him :3 her first stop is luckily the church, so when she sees a certain tall figure sweeping she hesitates for a moment... formulating what she's going to do......

and then when he's turned away from her and sweeping, she's going to hurry towards him in the most ninja-like way that she can muster, and surprise him with a HUG FROM BEHIND!!!!!!

what do :3]

[bloodsugar]

[a... AHH-- Nanako...

he stumbles a little -- just a little, more out of being startled than because she'd gone and barreled ADORABLY into him... but soon as he notices who he's got wrapped around him, he's got

the single

biggest

dumb grin on his dumb face...

and in the next beat, this priest is ducking down to SCOOP THIS LITTLE GIRL RIGHT UP and give her a spin, before snuggling her close. babby.... ;;;;;]

Now, it really feels like home again.

[exanimatus]

Huh.

[...yes, I think all of their conversations may start out like this.]

[bloodsugar]

[...LMFAO Zelman what are you. there's a little pause...]

Still anticlimactic, Mr. Clock.