lights out

[sicharia]

Characters: Anyone not running supplies or helping with the Jason situation!
Setting: The infirmary (and anywhere else, potentially)
Format: Any
Summary: For Part 3 of the Into The Abyss event. The lights are out and Jason is coming, and not everyone can play the hero...
Warnings: Standard event warnings; label your own threads

[Well, you've gotta pass the time somehow.]

Comments

[glassceiling]

...Christmas? You mean one of your Christian festivals?

[For her, it is around the time of Ramadan. It is a time for austerity, not celebration. Not until the old year passes.]

...Thank you trying to help by celebrating your faith...but...well...there might be those here who would rather not celebrate.

[monstrueux]

Yes, it is a Christian festival, celebrating the birth of our Savior.

[Gilles finds the Church usually austere, with all the long prayers and grave ceremonies--which he once greatly enjoyed--but he had always enjoyed the celebrations at Christmastime, too.]

It is no great matter, they can enjoy the songs or sing some of their own.

[Yes, no problems here!]

[glassceiling]

And what if God (Glorified and Exalted be He) has no songs. No, rather, forbids songs at this time to some of his people? What if it is simply a time for reflection?

[monstrueux]

Then you may reflect! I would not force you to sing. But God does have many songs.

[Gilles leans in to look at her. This kind of interaction was much easier when he was a cat. He sighs, thinking of it. But at the same time, he is glad to be able to talk again.]

What are you, if you are not Christian?

[glassceiling]

I am a believer of God (Glorified and Exalted be He) and the words He has given to His Prophets (Peace be upon them). I believe that you would call me a Muslim.

[monstrueux]

Are you?

[Gilles peers at her. He has very little experience with Muslims, and he has a very poor idea of what they might be like. There is in him, still, that perverse interest in all the things the Church condemned. That someone should be a heathen--or godless, like Ryuunosuke--doesn't bother him as much as it might. Especially considering what he is. And where he is.]

A true infidel? And do you know the secret arts? I did once try to find a magician among your number! But I found an Italian instead...

[glassceiling]

I am no infidel!

[For just a second, anger smolders in her eyes.]

Like the People of the Book, we are people of God (Glorified and Exalted be He). The reason you would not find a magician among our number is that the magic arts are forbidden to us!

[Her anger dies down, as suddenly as it came. She wraps her bed sheet a little tighter around herself.]

There are...strange sciences we use. Curses as well. But only in service of God (Glorified and Exalted be He).

[monstrueux]

Ah, but all know that there are great magicians among the Saracens! I did find such magicians, but I did not prefer them.

[The ever-sensitive Gilles didn't mean the word "infidel" as an insult, somehow.]

Yes yes, that is what magic is, is it not?

[Gilles is not getting the difference here.]

[glassceiling]

No. It is no heretic's magic. It is only to be devoted to the service of God (Glorified and Exalted be He) and nothing else. Perhaps that is why you would not appreciate our sciences.