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[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!!]

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[Okay Allen it's time to be a man and actually reply]

F-

Abel?

Yes...! Yes, it's... it's me, Allen!

[this isn't awkward at all, is it?]

Are you alright over there...?

I'm...I'm fine.

...How are you?

I'm-- good! Very good...

It's nice to be back here. And be myself again...

[pause...]

...You're probably confused, right?

To be honest... I am, too. But... I'm sorry, Allen. For the things I said in Paris... it was cruel, when you were only trying to help. There's no excuse, but -- I didn't realize what I was saying to you at all.

No, it's all right-

I was saying some really hard things for anyone to hear. I should have been more careful.

I didn't mean to upset you, really.

I was... afraid, I think, more than anything. It was just scary to hear, so--

...I don't want you to think I meant any of what I said. You're my friend, and... I would never want to treat a friend that way.

[Friend...]

It was understandable...

So are you...are you really back?

I'm really back. Lilith and Caterina, too...!

There were others with us as well... I'm not sure how many have come back, but -- we're back, for what it's worth. [even if he has no idea how or why...]

Ah-

That's-

And you...remember things?!

Everything... even if it's a little hazy, in some spots! It's strange, and to be honest, I'm not even sure what to make of it all... but--

[well, one thing is for sure.]

I'm really grateful to come back here, and remember all of you. Everything that I did and saw and learned... I wouldn't have wanted to lose that. Not at all.

[There's a pause; a small little sniff]

I'm very grateful that...you're back too, Father Abel. It...It hasn't been the same without you here.

[A-Allen. fond pangs ;(]

Really...? I bet it's been a little quieter, eh? I get a little loud when you stick this journal in front of me, I admit...! [he's teasing, but -- b'aww. ;;]

A little bit quieter...and I certainly haven't eaten as many sweets since you've left.

[--DRAMATIC GASP.]

Allen--! Don't tell me you've been slacking in indulging your sweet tooth since I've been away...?!

Well I've eaten some sweets! Especially during Halloween!

But besides that...

No, no. This isn't going to do at all!

We need to fix this. Yesterday.

Yesterday?

How would we fix it yesterday...?

...By making up for it with extra, today!

A-All right!

Should I go to the church? Are you still there?

Mm, I'm still there! Take your time, okay?

Don't worry, I have to walk from the city. It'll take me a bit of time to reach you.

Right right! I'll get the kettle on so it's warm when you get here for some tea!

Ah- thank you very much, Father Abel! I really appreciate that!

[And he's on his way!]

[and whenever Allen gets there, Abel will be humming in the back of the church in the kitchenette, getting out cups for the tea. there's a suspicious chocolate fudge cake already sitting on the table SO WHAT IF HE HAD SWEETS HERE ALREADY YOU WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT...]

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