atowncalledtreffy: (unsure)
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[Though the weapons are slim pickings on this goddamned ship, Trevor still manages to find a few items that might be of use and can be blessed. He heads over to the chapel after relieving the communal wardrobe of a few shoelaces. This, coupled with a glass of water, should do in a pinch.

He pokes his head inside, looking around for the one called Father John. Trevor doesn't like priests in general but this one was strangely helpful and he's not going to question why too hard: he likes his privacy, same as anyone else.]


Hey. Priest - ? John?

Re: Let's do!

Date: 24/11/2021 16:45 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (chin tap)
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Oh, just fantastic. Glad I ran into you.

[He walks in and sits down across from John, pulling out the item she brought with him]

I need you to bless this water, if you don't mind.

Date: 30/11/2021 15:06 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (crick in the neck)
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[His vocation? Good word for it. Trevor snorts]

Yeah. I understand.

So let's just get with the blessings, all right?

Date: 01/12/2021 00:54 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (Default)
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[He gives a snort, surprised. Trevor drops into a pew and settles his crossed arms over the back of the one in front]

Don't worry. I'm mostly interested in the ones who hurt other people.

Date: 01/12/2021 05:13 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (the hell is this place)
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[It's been ages since Trevor was in a church, and even longer where he wasn't finding and fighting demons in them.

Or escaping from priests.

So he's a little unprepared for how boring it is. He's not Catholic - he's Eastern Orthodox if he's anything - and his eyelids lower a little as he does his best to take a light cat nap in the middle.

Wake him when you're done, John?]

Date: 02/12/2021 14:28 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (troubled)
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[Honestly he's just happy he can take a nap for two seconds without worrying about teeth biting into him. Trevor blinks when water is flicked into his face, and reaches for a weapon automatically. It's not there. He comes into full awakening, squinting at John]

I don't think you're supposed to do that to the excommunicated. But thanks.

Date: 02/12/2021 21:11 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (crick in the neck)
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Yeah, well. I didn't feel like getting into a fistfight today.

[He reaches for the holy water. His hand has burn marks on it]

Date: 02/12/2021 21:16 (UTC)
atowncalledtreffy: (curious)
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You know, shockingly, I don't like priests at the best of times and you've sort of caught me on a day where I'm dead, so I think every day past that is generally...bad?

Bad.

But..

[He takes the water with a nod and a brief;]

Thanks.
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