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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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I'm just sorry we couldn't have met under... better circumstances.

If I may... did you really have your wife with you?

[...wait for it. connecting the dots. slowly.

you can hear the dust in his head blowing around, right about now...]

W... wait.

Wife...

[...'better circumstances.' this voice... IS...]

--Miss-- Mouse?!

[what, was I a figment of your imagination? D: ]

Yes, that's me! Minnie Mouse! Oh, no, did the castle make you leave your wife behind?

N... no! No, no... Lilith-- she's come back with me, I--

[sdlkjgsdf all the guilty...]

--I'm very sorry, for... I wasn't, um... receptive, in Paris, and you were simply trying to help...!

[She ignores his apology for a relieved sigh.]

Oh, that's wonderful! I was so worried the castle was playing one of its mean tricks! You're very fortunate you get to be with her.

[... because she honestly had no idea you thought she was going crazy. she's just happy he gets to be with his true love *A* ]

[sldkjgsdf Minnie why are you so cute.]

Y-yes! Yes... Lilith came back with me, too... and you're right; I'm very lucky. [the cutest. THE CUTEST MOUSE.]

[wait 'til you see her in person.]

Fantastic... I would have come seen this for myself, but I don't think you would have recognized me. [little 'teehee' there.]

[he might die... of said cute.]

Ah? Do you look much different?

... Perhaps you don't remember everything I said when we first met...

For starters, I'm not human. I'm back in my real body. My name...?

--ahh. Ah.

[...]

So... you're... actually a mouse? [two years in Paradisa and this stuff still takes him by surprise man.]

[now that she's a bit irritated with, only because she keeps hearing it.]

You know, with all the silly stuff the castle puts us through, you'd think someone saying they were a mouse would be more believable.

[There's a sigh, but she'll try to cheer things up.]

Yes, I am. That would be a very odd thing to lie about.

--Don't get me wrong! There's nothing, ah. Amiss, with being a mouse! It's just... even after all this time, I guess it's still a bit of a shock to hear the 'impossible' is 'possible' on occasion!

[...]

...I'm sure you're a very lovely mouse...!

And you're a very nice human.

[aw, she's just playing with you, man.]

But since you've remembered everything, I guess there's nothing I can do to help you... but should you ever think I can, I'd be more than glad to lend a hand.

[very nice human, she says, and his face is red. LORD he feels so bad he thought she was crazy. ...or he was crazy. SCREAM.]

--There is one thing, if you'd humor me?

Certainly! What is it?

Do you like tea? ...Or sweet things?

Let me make it up to you for my doubt in Paris, alright? Please! I insist!

[have some more adorable giggling.]

You're so sweet! I'd love to have tea with you, whenever you'd like.

--Perfect! I'm so glad you agreed... [because he would've tried to coerce you, otherwise.]

When would be best for you, Miss Mouse? I'm in the church, now, if you'd like to join me...? --Or anytime! I don't want to put you out.

I'm doing nothing at the moment. I'll be at the church shortly... when you hear the door knock, be sure to look down.

[see, she can take it all in stride.]

Hear the knock, look down. Got it! [sldkjf you're the best Minnie.]

[And some time later, you get that knocking. The looking down wasn't entirely a joke - she comes up to maybe his hips.]

[this guy is 6'4 so the height difference is... comical, to say the least. despite the warning, Abel looks a bit surprised to look down quite so FAR -- but, it is only the initial shock. he's chuckling as he crouches down to politely offer her his hand.]

Miss Mouse...!

...I was quite right, it seems. You are very lovely.

[She smiles, taking his hand, and also offering a small curtsey.]

You can call me Minnie, if you'd like. It's good to see you again.

It's good to see you too! And, Miss Minnie it is, then! [he'll gently shake that hand, before climbing back to his feet and gesturing her inside.]

Please-- make yourself at home, okay? The kitchen is in the back, and the kettle is going... Is there any kind of tea you like in particular? [mouse tea...? can he wish for that. is that a thing.]

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