For Anemoi maybe some time or other?

[itsfullofmercy]

-1-

[Maybe you just went through deep and personal trauma. Maybe you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Either way the local gun toting priest has come to soothe your soul.]

You have the look of someone who needs to get a load off their mind. Fortunately the Lord is always willing to listen to your troubles!

-2-

Hey buddy, pal, friend, brother/sister [select appropriate] in the eyes of god! Have I ever mentioned how much I respect you and how much I value you our friendship?

[Guess who's broke again.]

-3-

[Ever wonder what's the deal with that giant cross wrapped in cloth and belts that Wolfwood always carries around? Well, things have finally gotten dire enough that he's taken the cloth off to reveal what it is: A giant fucking gun. HOPEFULLY, he's pointing it at someone besides you.]

God may forgive you, but I can't!

Comments

2 even though not apping

[love_and_donuts]

["respect"....]

Who are you?! How did you swipe Wolfwood's clothes?!

[itsfullofmercy]

After all those times I've saved your life, THAT'S the kind of greeting I get? Vash I'm hurt, I'm wounded!

2

[hasagoldsuit]

...that would work if I hadn't seen that trick done already.

[itsfullofmercy]

Ahahahaha, you're way too smart for me! I just can't slip one past you can I?

Can I borrow $20?

[hasagoldsuit]

Let's just say I have my ways.

...and no, I earned it. [Okay, he stole it, but let's not dwell on the details here.] And you still owe me $20 from the last time!

3

[nomen_est_numen]

Shen stares from his position behind Wolfwood. A lot.

"Are you planning on shooting him or vapourising the town behind him?!" he eventually squawks.

[itsfullofmercy]

This will be the one that pays for them all! C'mon, don't you have faith in the Lord?

[itsfullofmercy]

Once he stops firing, a hail of gunfire forces Wolfwood back into cover with Shen. "Just him. I'm a man of god, after all."

[nomen_est_numen]

Unfortunately, Shen hasn't recalled all of his martial arts training so he's perfectly content to stay behind cover.

"I'm impressed by your accuracy, then." Something pings off the cover and very nearly shreds the Peacock's feather crest. He throws himself to the ground.

[itsfullofmercy]

He popped back up to return fire. "You gonna help or what?"

[nomen_est_numen]

"And do what? Squawk at them?"

Desperately he picks up something long and sharp that... seems to fit almost instinctively into the primary feathers of one wing. Without thinking, he flicks it at their assailant and it lodges in the man's hand.

"..."

"What the devil was that?" Shen murmurs as the man screams.

3

[trustycrowbar]

Jeezus Christ!

[The expletive is especially poignant here. Gordon almost drops his auto-rifle in the middle of a reload while crouched behind cover next to him.] Where did you get a gun like that!?

[itsfullofmercy]

Eventually, the battle was won and everyone had a chance to catch their breath.

"That was a hell of a throw."

[itsfullofmercy]

Don't know. Just had it with me when I got here!

[If he sounds terse, it's because he's in the middle of a gunfight.]

[trustycrowbar]

We should all be so friggin' lucky--

[He jerks back as a ricochet lances a chunk out of the wall he's hiding behind, then scowls and pushes up his glasses, swerving around to take a few shots, punctuated with an explosive round that sends shrapnel and screams everywhere. The smattering of memories that had returned seemed to be the only ones that counted here.]

[nomen_est_numen]

"I...suppose it was," he answers, staring, mystefied, at his own wing. "How long must I have trained to be able to do that?"

[itsfullofmercy]

"I vaguely remember a guy from home who could do things like that, and he was a total goofball."

He shrugged, "Probably means it can't be THAT hard."

[itsfullofmercy]

Just a big machine gun isn't really gonna help here. We need something-

[He accidentally hits a catch somewhere while ducking back down and the other end of the crossgun opens up. He peers at it.]

Well hello, is that what I think it is?

[He starts cackling with a mischievous look in his eyes.]

[trustycrowbar]

I know, I know! I'm trying to think of something! Y'see those oil barrels under the pier? Those're second-stage refined crude. Gas is just SITTING in a layer on top of the damn things. I could ignite them and ruin their collective freaking day if I had something with a little more--

[His eyes track to the secret stash that has just been presented to them. His eyes widen.]

Holy crap, are those rockets? [He looks up at Wolfwood and grins viciously.] Nick, just for this, I'm coming to your sermon on Sunday.

[itsfullofmercy]

And here I wanted it to be a surprise.

[He flipped the gun around so it was balanced on his shoulder. He pulled the trigger the other way and a rocket streaked out of the gun and into the midst of the barrels, resulting in a huge explosion.]

[trustycrowbar]

[Gordon stood up, staring in poorly-hidden amazement and shielding his face from the last bits of falling debris.]

Whoa... uh, alright, let's move, or we'll lose what territory we've gained!

[nomen_est_numen]

"It doesn't look as though it would be that easy, either, though." He picks up another spar of wood and attempts to throw it the same way. It... flutters a few feet.

"Hm."

[itsfullofmercy]

Right!

[Later, the chaos subsided.]

Whew, you handle yourself pretty good out there.

[trustycrowbar]

[He leans against the side of the building, weapon dangling from one gloved hand.] Yeah, 's not the first time I've been in a firefight. Can't exactly remember with who... I remember some kind of huge... tower... uh, whatever. Where'd you learn to fight like that, anyway?

[itsfullofmercy]

I don't remember all of it. I remember another preacher with strange eyes who taught me to shoot. He liked apples.

[trustycrowbar]

Little incidental things like that always pop up first. [He checks his gun and sets it down to stretch his shoulders.] Funny how that happens.

1

[ethereal_earth]

[Terra jumps, backing away slightly. She looks quite embarrassed... and guilty.]

I... I do?

[itsfullofmercy]

Doooon't worry. It's not the way of God to judge one for their sins. Perhaps you'll be less jittery if you have a chance to confess.

[ethereal_earth]

Confess? But I...

[She looks away, suddenly very interested in her shoes.]

[itsfullofmercy]

If you confess your sins on holy ground to a priest, God will forgive you and absolve you of all guilt. And I just happen to have some holy ground right here!

[He pulls out a tiny church, just the right size to fit over one's head.]

[ethereal_earth]

God? What about the Warring Triad? I...

[Oh gosh what is that thing. Staring at the tiny church now.]

What is that?

[itsfullofmercy]

D'you like it? It's my own design of portable confessional. I blessed it and everything, so it counts as holy ground.

[He puts it over her head. She can no longer see.]

Now why don't you say what's on your mind?

[hasagoldsuit]

I have a feeling I didn't put much stock into religion before I came here.

[Except for that one time back home when the gods gave him a ton of money to use for rebuilding the Post Office, but that was a trick, really, and a clever one at that.]

[love_and_donuts]

Well stop puttin' on an act and ask me straight if you want me to give you money, then!!

You don't have to butter me up.

[itsfullofmercy]

Hahaha so you saw right through me as easy as that, huh?

[love_and_donuts]

How long have we known each other? Your pain is my pain, my brother.

[~sparkles~

spoilers: Vash has no money to give him]

[itsfullofmercy]

I knew I could count on you, brother!

So can I borrow $$20?

[ethereal_earth]

[She reaches up to touch the confessional, but doesn't remove it.]

I... That is...

[Being quiet usually, her next words are even softer - and are totally muffled by the mini church on her head.]

1, though not apping. also I love you for playing him

[blade_of_resolve]

[Whoa...where did you come from?]

I...do?

[He really does.]

[itsfullofmercy]

Plain as day on your face. Why don't you tell Father Wolfwood all about it?

[blade_of_resolve]

[He looks away for a moment. Well, this man was a Priest...it couldn't hurt, right?]

Are you sure? It's a long tale, and I don't want to take your time from others you can help better.

[itsfullofmercy]

Don't be ridiculous, it's part of my job to listen to people who need to confess their sins.

In fact, I carry around this portable confessional for exactly this kind of situation.

[blade_of_resolve]

...That seems handy. [He stares at it for a moment]

Well...I suppose it can't hurt.