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[crucifer]

[ HELP ]

You basically told me to my face that I'd make a good meal for your pet the first day we met. Excuse me for bein' a little judgmental.

[ Eugh. It's not like he doesn't understand though because he also feels a weird pull... ]

You be nice to him.

[onlypets]

[He makes a face, offended. He can't believe he's being scolded about this when he is the epitome of etiquette??]

He's a carnivore.

[Huff. AS IF THIS ABSOLVES EVERYTHING.]

I'm plenty nice to him. I've spoken to him several times before, and I've never been rude.

[crucifer]

Cats are carnivores. Most cat owners don't start talking about how much they'd like to eat me to my face.

[ ... ]

Where'd your sass go? This weird effect is really doing shit to you, huh?

[onlypets]

I see you haven't met very many cat owners then.

[The sass is BACK. He gives Wolfwood a Look.]

I'm just offended you would insinuate my... need... [grits teeth] to be in Mr. Livio's company as an advance. And also that I'd be rude to him.

Why are you so concerned? Are you two...?

[crucifer]

Maybe you just know weird cat owners.

[ He looks flatly at D though. FINISH THAT SENTENCE. ]

Are we what?

[onlypets]

[His expression says EXCUSE ME at the first part, but then he smirks a little bit. He tips his head down and looks up mischievously.]

An item? A mated pair.

[crucifer]

[ Unfortunately he doesn't get flustered or anything because the way D phrases this is just the worst thing he's ever heard. ]

Why do you... why are you like that. No.

We're more like family.

[onlypets]

[D does not seem bothered by Wolfwood's Doneness. Look, he's an animal man, why WOULDN'T he call it a mated pair.]

Ahh. It explains why he got so excited when he thought you said something nice about him to me.

[crucifer]

[ He doesn't want to know what kind of weird roleplay shit D gets up to in his own relationships... the petplay... ]

I have plenty of nice things to say about him. Of course I'm gonna be wary about what kind of people come after him, though.

[ Due to reasons... that is Livio's business to tell. ]

Treat him nice though, and we'll be alright.

[onlypets]

[Hehe.

He watches Wolfwood thoughtfully.]

So you are a big brother like the detective, hm? And what happens if I don’t treat him nicely?

[Said like he’s curious, not like he will.]

[crucifer]

You got a reason to not treat him nicely?

[ He's not gonna outright threaten D, because he's TriMax and has restraint unlike Stampede. ]

[onlypets]

[Wolfwood your TriMax!!

He looks away from Wolfwood at the question, like he’s surveying the architecture again.]

No, not yet. He has been kind.

[crucifer]

[ Every single time there's a moment where Stampede Wolfwood would be freaking out but not TriMax I just laugh and then fear the day I do eventually play Stampedes in a mg. ]

Yeah. He's real nice.

Just worried someone's gonna take advantage of that, that's all.

[onlypets]

[You’re doomed. An unhinged Lowe guy.]

Oh, I’m sure someone will. That is just how people are; they will take advantage of kindness because their own goals are more important.

But Mr. Livio has nothing I’m interested in.

[crucifer]

[ My brand... except like, more annoying... ]

What kinda stuff are you interested in? In people, at least.

[onlypets]

I wonder…

[He tips his head and lifts his eyes to the high vaulted ceiling thoughtfully.]

Someone who tries to change. Someone who is conscience of others and the space others take up beside them. Someone who doesn’t forget even the smallest of creatures that deserve to exist, or the health of the world giving them the chance to live.

A person who is appreciative to be alive and shows it.

[crucifer]

...

[ Now it's his turn to look over D, hand stuck in his pockets as he considers this. It's not quite what he expected.

Livio would check everything in that, he thinks... save for one. ]

You'd make a good Christian man with those kinds of values. Maybe you do belong in the house of God.

[onlypets]

[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.

[onlypets]

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.

[onlypets]

[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?

[onlypets]

[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.