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towerofanimus2013-10-07 03:22 pm
thirtybits) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-07 03:22 pm
Titles: I still got nothing
Characters: Judas and open
Setting: hanging gardens
Format: Starting action but I can match
Summary: Reflecting on regains and the last event
Warnings: the canon in which a bunch of religious figures are dorks
Floor 101
[Judas lies on his back in the garden, a bottle of wine at his side. He holds a photograph up, never looking away from it. The hundredth floor only served to upset him, as much as he wished for a reminder of home. But the photo is exactly what he wanted. There are tears in his eyes as he stares at it, but for the first time in a long time he's truly smiling.]
Elsewhere around the tower
[Encouraged to do something for the rest of the tower by the happiness he's allowed himself, and possibly with some small help from the wine, after leaving the gardens Judas goes around the tower looking for anything he can do. There's tending to his crops, of course, but he would have done that anyway.
Finding very little to fix or clean, he starts approaching people on the lower floors.]
Excuse me, is there anything you need - anything I can do for you?
Setting: hanging gardens
Format: Starting action but I can match
Summary: Reflecting on regains and the last event
Warnings: the canon in which a bunch of religious figures are dorks
Floor 101
[Judas lies on his back in the garden, a bottle of wine at his side. He holds a photograph up, never looking away from it. The hundredth floor only served to upset him, as much as he wished for a reminder of home. But the photo is exactly what he wanted. There are tears in his eyes as he stares at it, but for the first time in a long time he's truly smiling.]
Elsewhere around the tower
[Encouraged to do something for the rest of the tower by the happiness he's allowed himself, and possibly with some small help from the wine, after leaving the gardens Judas goes around the tower looking for anything he can do. There's tending to his crops, of course, but he would have done that anyway.
Finding very little to fix or clean, he starts approaching people on the lower floors.]
Excuse me, is there anything you need - anything I can do for you?
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Mm, are those—friends of yours?
[She only hesitates because, well, given what he has already told her about his living conditions...]
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[Normally he would be sure to say they're not friends, former friends perhaps, but now just guardians or something along those lines. But despite his protests, they do always call him a friend, so maybe for once he can acknowledge it...]
...My friends, yes.
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[Her good eye widens. She braced herself for...something, but that still takes her off-guard. It really shouldn't, he mentioned Peter and Andrew before, and yet...]
...Mm, well, it's really great that you got that picture! [She laughs, sheepish about her own surprise, but she means what she says.] It's good to have something like that in this place.
[Especially if it really makes him happy.]
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[It's okay, he knows it's already weird enough that they're all just hanging out, but Peter and Andrew really don't look (or act) like saints. Jesus looks like his paintings, some of the other Apostles do too, but the fishers...no.]
It's probably a little disillusioning.
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[She trails off, considering briefly, and then she shakes her head. She hums out a disagreeing sound.]
I don't think it's disillusioning, really. It's... It isn't bad, even if it's strange and a lot to take in. If I see or hear about who they are as people, I'm learning more about them than I ever would just from holy books.