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[He lowers his head to look at Wolfwood again, and he smiles in a knowing kind of way.]

I don’t believe this game is going to make God’s men out of any of us, Mr. Wolfwood. But thank you for saying so.

And it isn’t all sunshine, as I’m sure you know. God doles out punishments to those who take the things he’s created for them for granted.

[crucifer]

Depends on who you ask. The guys who preach that kind of aspect are usually assholes who use it as an excuse to force you to listen.

It's not too late to try if you ever wanna join in on a prayer. It's not always that boring.

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I’m not exactly a religious man.

[He seems amused, though not in a mocking way.]

Are you going to pray for me now? Is it because you have me cornered in a church?

[crucifer]

It's not only for the religious. Anyone can join in. Think that was supposed to be the point of it.

[ He gestures vaguely, though. ]

Can't say I'm really familiar with this one though. Don't know any Mother Peters. Know a Saint Peter. Dunno if the prayers I've got line up for here.

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[He looks around again at the different things put inside this funky lil cathedral. He hides his laugh behind a flowy sleeve.]

I don't know, Father Wolfwood, it looks very much like a badly designed Mother Teresa. I mean no offense to the artist, of course.

[Then he looks at Wolfwood after.]

A prayer is a prayer, right? No matter what kind of temple you're in. I'll allow you to give me a prayer.

[crucifer]

[ Be nice to Mother Peter... ]

Think that name's familiar. Don't know much more than that though.

[ Bad Christian... though to be fair it's been minimum 150 years since they left Earth and because spaceships, probably way after Theresa's time. He thinks about it... and shrugs. ]

The Lord's Prayer will do. The most basic of 'em all, but it's pretty applicable. Wanna sit down on a pew?

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[Mother Peter should be less horrifying.]

She was a nun, I believe.

[That's so long. Wolfwood, your Christianity did not die out at all. D looks over the pews, and then he casually goes to one nearby.

Sliding in, he kneels the Catholic way (Matsui would be proud of him) against the back of the pew in front, making sure his robes aren't bunched at the knees. He laces his fingers and folds his hands on the back of the pew before him. He looks expectantly at Wolfwood.]

[crucifer]

[ He watches D get settled, and sighs as he sets down his own cross, running his tongue over the back of his teeth as he brings the lines from the crevices of his memory. He wonders if this counts as a service of some kind. Damn... it's for free... but they are in the proper establishment. ]

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.

[ Easy enough. The first lines are always easy to remember. But he recalls the next few lines, and he tastes bleeding irony somewhere in the words. He heard the first two a lot around low and cracked dinner tables, kind smiles and warm gratitude. The next tastes like immaculate steel, sterile and cold. ]

Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever.

[ ... ]

Amen.

And that's how one of them goes.

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[Getting a good ol' Wolfwood service for free. It's because he's pretty.

He watches Wolfwood. If Wolfwood closes his eyes, D will keep his open and watch Wolfwood speak the lines like a naughty Christian. But if Wolfwood keeps his open to pray, then D will close his and bow his head.]

Amen.

[Waow... He doesn't go up in flames at all. Not a demon.]

Not a bad one, Father.

[crucifer]

[ This Legato Bluesummers-lookin' guy...

But yeah, impressive. ]

You can quit callin' me Father while you're at it, haven't earned that kind of title and don't really want to either.

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[CONTINUALLY ASSIGNED LEGATO… terrible.]

I’m teasing you.

[He will just say it because he thinks saying it boldly is also part if the tease since it's Wolfwood.

Unlacing his hands, he uses the back of the pew to stand again. He fixes his changshan neatly.]

You said you were a priest? Was I blessed by someone not ordained…?

[crucifer]

[ Some of those icons are lookin' mighty Seto Kaiba-y. ]

Father's a title, it's earned shit. One that I don't really want.

I'm licensed enough to do basic things and have it not be considered blasphemy -- hear you out, say prayers for you. Don't have that kind of bigger authority though, and don't care to rise through the ranks.

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[STOP listen]

That’s good since I prefer calling you Mr. Wolfwood anyway.

[He stands and looks all around the ceiling and the walls again, like he’s in an art gallery.]

I’m surprised to run into a man who does not have lofty ambitions like those. Who takes care of children and inspires an almost seven foot man into looking up to him.

[crucifer]

Then you should've stuck to it.

[ He would also rather you just stick with Mr. Wolfwood. D is so polite...

Anyway Kendrick Lamar's Humble plays bass-boosted. ]

He wasn't always that big. Knew him when he was a lot scrawnier. People just grow up real fast when you're not looking.

[ He looks consideringly at the cathedral interior, and it's almost distant when he talks. ]

I neve wanted to go anywhere big, do anything huge.

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[Calls him Father when he is being annoying.]

Yes… They sure do.

[The expression staring at some arbitrary part of the cathedral is strangely soft before it fades into something mournfully hard.

And then it’s gone, replaced by the mirage of a smile he gives Wolfwood.]

And yet, how many places did you really go, and how many huge things swallowed you up?

[crucifer]

[ He comes back to reality, and the expression he fixes D with is a mix of mostly sardonic, but other little bits of the unreadable. ]

Told you, didn't I? Been all around the planet and more. So, plenty.

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See.

[See WHAT.

He moves out of the pews back into the aisle and slowly wanders down it toward the front.]

When you let go of earthly desires, life will bring you what you need to be satisfied.

[crucifer]

[ His expression goes briefly dark at that actually -- like a flicker of a shadow passing over. ]

Sorry, but I guess I've still got attachments that I'm not willing to let go of.

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[He said what he said, Nicky. Near the front, he pauses long enough to glance over his shoulder briefly.]

Attachments here or back home...?

[crucifer]

[ He thinks about it for a moment. Technically speaking? ]

...Both.

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How dangerous for you.

[He laces his fingers together in front of himself. Peers around the front architecture of the cathedral, and then turns halfway so he can look back at Wolfwood.]

I have a question for you, Mr. Wolfwood. If your time comes, hypothetically, can you do it? Can you kill someone else here in order to keep your team on the path to victory?

[crucifer]

[ He looks back at D through his shades. He has a reason he's always wearing those. ]

That's a pretty dangerous question to answer.

A "no" makes me a target. A "yes" makes me a danger.

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[Look at him in the eye like a real man with feelings.]

I'm only a visitor in God's house, not Judgement. Would you kill someone for your own desires? Would you discriminate among the ones here?

[crucifer]

[ You can't handle these feelings... ]

Yeah. I would.

[ Somewhat true to the both of those things -- he's got some standards. ]

I can't afford to be that kind of merciful, idealist saviour who thinks everyone can survive. If I don't take my chances, somebody else will.

I've got things I can't risk losing, things way too big for something like that.

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We're in agreement then.

[He twists back to the front of the church, gives it a cursory glance again.]

Except for the discrimination. Everyone here has an equal opportunity. Men, women, and children. All notion of right and wrong have been given up in death, and we are no higher than animals simply fighting for survival.