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discedo_logs2009-09-24 05:28 pm
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Who: Nill (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Where: St. Peter's Church, Sanctuary
When: Sept. 24, late afternoon.
Rating: G / PG
Summary: After Haine Rammsteiner's disappearance from the city, Nill decided to go the one place she expected him to appear -- if nowhere else.
the log:
Nill had been waiting this whole time. She had been waiting since early that morning, after the sun had barely risen up in to the cloudy skies and before the monsters that prowled he city streets would begin to stir.
She came to the church alone, unescorted, with nothing more than one of her old dresses and an old length of bandage stuffed into one of her pockets. It was uncharacteristic of her. She knew how dangerous it was to walk out into the streets of Discedo alone. But then again, she was acting very uncharacteristic today. -- The first place that she made her way toward wasn't the hospital, but the church. A place that she had not been able to come to since that ominous fog rolled in. Maybe even longer than that...
Normally, she would be looking around for Father Alexander Anderson, since he was an understanding man and someone Nill grew to trust. Almost as much as Father Abel Nightroad; even if she didn't understand what was causing the tension between them. But she knew that the man missed the presence of the children that used to be in his care, and would come to visit him as a way to cheer him up and spend time helping out around the church. Not today. She had simply walked into the sanctuary with heavy steps, and maybe even a hopeful glance to find someone she expected to be there -- and it was neither of those two.
When she didn't, Nill made her way into one of the old pews in the sanctuary, and turned around so that she was looking back toward the main door. She was draping slightly over it, with her arms crossed over the top of the pew and her head resting on her hands. Sometimes she would pace around or rest, since she hadn't gotten much sleep... but most of the time she was just watching. Waiting.
Waiting for the moment that Haine would come through those doors. -- Just like always.
hainesangel); OPENWhere: St. Peter's Church, Sanctuary
When: Sept. 24, late afternoon.
Rating: G / PG
Summary: After Haine Rammsteiner's disappearance from the city, Nill decided to go the one place she expected him to appear -- if nowhere else.
the log:
Nill had been waiting this whole time. She had been waiting since early that morning, after the sun had barely risen up in to the cloudy skies and before the monsters that prowled he city streets would begin to stir.
She came to the church alone, unescorted, with nothing more than one of her old dresses and an old length of bandage stuffed into one of her pockets. It was uncharacteristic of her. She knew how dangerous it was to walk out into the streets of Discedo alone. But then again, she was acting very uncharacteristic today. -- The first place that she made her way toward wasn't the hospital, but the church. A place that she had not been able to come to since that ominous fog rolled in. Maybe even longer than that...
Normally, she would be looking around for Father Alexander Anderson, since he was an understanding man and someone Nill grew to trust. Almost as much as Father Abel Nightroad; even if she didn't understand what was causing the tension between them. But she knew that the man missed the presence of the children that used to be in his care, and would come to visit him as a way to cheer him up and spend time helping out around the church. Not today. She had simply walked into the sanctuary with heavy steps, and maybe even a hopeful glance to find someone she expected to be there -- and it was neither of those two.
When she didn't, Nill made her way into one of the old pews in the sanctuary, and turned around so that she was looking back toward the main door. She was draping slightly over it, with her arms crossed over the top of the pew and her head resting on her hands. Sometimes she would pace around or rest, since she hadn't gotten much sleep... but most of the time she was just watching. Waiting.
Waiting for the moment that Haine would come through those doors. -- Just like always.