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[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

[bloodsugar]

I was hoping you wouldn't. I'd have to argue in a very self-deprecating manner...!

[guiding]

[She tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, smiling softly.]

I would hate to see that, a good man should not put himself down.

[bloodsugar]

Mm, I know you don't like that kind of thing. [even if he believes it's totally right okay... :|]

[guiding]

[Don't make that face, Abel...]

The vows I made at our wedding still hold true.

[She will pray for the day he sees his worth through her eyes.]

[bloodsugar]

[ahh stop that... he doesn't want to spoil things, so he smiles and nuzzles her cheek fondly.]

As if a day goes by I could forget.

[guiding]

I hope that you never do, if there is no other lesson you hold dear in your heart.

[bloodsugar]

[ha... haha ;( there are too many lessons he needs to keep nice and close and tight. it scares him a little he was able to forget -- that the castle ever made him. who knows how long he might've continued along in that life he didn't deserve, never knowing what he'd done and all he had been taught... and all he had done?]

...I won't, Lilith. Not even the day I die.

[guiding]

I pray that will be a long time in coming.

[Her poor Abel, so bruised and torn underneath the smiles. She leaned forwards to press a kiss to his lips, just for a moment, to reassure him that he was not standing alone.]

[bloodsugar]

[long as he's here... God, he can wish he has forever if she's with him, relaxing a bit as her lips find his. it isn't possible to love another a fraction as much as he loves her.]

...No worries. [it's a little murmur, as he softly splays fingers against her cheek.] We both know I'm very stubborn on the matter.

[guiding]

That is something I am always happy to hear.

[She just nestles into his chest, listening quietly as people start responding to him.

Hey Abel, who's that girl Cross is talking about?]

[bloodsugar]

[slweoriuslkdjg c-cough. he's just going to be CLOSING THE JOURNAL now...

yeah he'll get back to you later ahem.]

...

[guiding]

New girlfriend, Abel?

[bloodsugar]

--new... what?! [WHEEZE] --No, no! Why would you say something like that...?!

[guiding]

Is that not what Cross was talking about?

[bloodsugar]

[facepalming... so hard.]

No, Lilith. It was not what Cross was talking about. [AND YOU KNOW IT ALRIGHT SCREAMING FOREVER...]

It was... about a certain... unforgivable night of pain and misery I've attempted to strike from my memory, alright?

[guiding]

[She only trolls because she cares.]

Are you certain? You are a handsome man, it would not shock me to hear you have other admirers.

[bloodsugar]

--Yes I'm certain!! And-- I have no... admirers but you, okay?! [lord he wouldn't know what the hell to do with himself if that wasn't the case.]

[guiding]

[She laughs at his expression, cupping his cheek.]

And I have no admirers but you, Abel.

[bloodsugar]

I... find that very hard to believe... [everyone loves you. everyone!! ...and they should. :|]

[guiding]

None who wish for my romantic affections.

[bloodsugar]

I find that hard to believe too...! [no really. he can't imagine no one has fallen for her because she's the most perfect thing ever and clearly they're all in love.

he puts his hand over hers at his cheek with a smile.]

...But it's all the better for me, since I don't quite like to share.

[guiding]

[She just laughs, twisting her hand to twine their fingers together and play with his wedding band.]

Even if others should wish for it, I have already given my heart away.

[bloodsugar]

To a very lucky man, at that. [w-wifey;; he watches her fingers at his band with that ever-affectionate pang in his chest.]

[guiding]

To a very silly man.

[bloodsugar]

A very silly lobster.