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Church
Mar 15, 2008 23:09:36 GMT 10
Post by Mahalia on Mar 15, 2008 23:09:36 GMT 10
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Church
Mar 16, 2008 0:08:48 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Mar 16, 2008 0:08:48 GMT 10
*walks straight to confession* Forgive me father for I have sinned "How long has it been since your last confession?" a day "Oh it's you Cantra" Yes, father, well should I go on or can you guess? "*sigh* Go on my child" Well...*goes into elaborate detail*
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Church
Mar 16, 2008 11:35:28 GMT 10
Post by Katrina Von Hallow on Mar 16, 2008 11:35:28 GMT 10
*listening outside door* "ew she still does that?
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Church
Mar 16, 2008 16:03:43 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Mar 16, 2008 16:03:43 GMT 10
Was that Katrina? "focus my child" Oh well, and then well this bit is embarassing...*continues*
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 6:39:33 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Mar 23, 2008 6:39:33 GMT 10
*Walks through doors looking apprehensive* "I haven't been to a church in so long...I guess some things never really change."
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 11:49:34 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Mar 23, 2008 11:49:34 GMT 10
*walks out and sees Magda ears pressed to confession* Thanks *rolls eyes* Good day Autumn, you in need for a confession too? Magda sure is *laughs*
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 11:56:58 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Mar 23, 2008 11:56:58 GMT 10
*laughs* "No, no confession today-if I did something I shouldn't have, I wouldn't remember it. Actually, I was just looking for something I lost..."
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 12:02:30 GMT 10
Post by Katrina Von Hallow on Mar 23, 2008 12:02:30 GMT 10
I dont gots to confess nothin!
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 12:05:38 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Mar 23, 2008 12:05:38 GMT 10
"Innocent righteousness is a great thing, indeed." observed Autumn.
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Church
Mar 23, 2008 12:15:35 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Mar 23, 2008 12:15:35 GMT 10
What have you lost darlin'?
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Church
Mar 24, 2008 1:52:50 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Mar 24, 2008 1:52:50 GMT 10
"I'm not really sure." mused Autumn, confused.
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Church
Mar 24, 2008 9:40:11 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Mar 24, 2008 9:40:11 GMT 10
*looks at Autumn oddly* Okaaaaaaaaay, I better get back to the Saloon *runs out*
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Church
Mar 24, 2008 10:48:32 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Mar 24, 2008 10:48:32 GMT 10
*Snickers and grabs something small from behind pew*
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Church
Apr 16, 2008 17:53:33 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 16, 2008 17:53:33 GMT 10
Madeline had made her way into the church quietly, wincing as the door slightly squeaked as she entered. She bit down on her lip lightly, standing back upright as she walked down the aisle towards the pew. She had noticed a few other people out of the corner of her eye, but she was here now and she couldn't just run back out. Her heels clicked against the marble floors with each step and she didn't bother moving the strands of hair that fell in front of her eyes. Madeline didn't want to be seen or recognised and it was just lucky that she knew barely anyone in the town yet.
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Church
Apr 17, 2008 1:35:43 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Apr 17, 2008 1:35:43 GMT 10
Autumn whirled, clutching a flashing object between her slender fingers. "I-oh, hello."
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Church
Apr 17, 2008 13:43:51 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 17, 2008 13:43:51 GMT 10
Madeline froze when she came face to face with Autumn. "O-Oh. Didn't see you there." She said quietly, glancing around before moving slightly to the side. This was a bad idea, she should never have thought it would work in broad daylight. "Sorry," She added, holding her hands behind her back loosely.
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Church
Apr 17, 2008 14:30:59 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Apr 17, 2008 14:30:59 GMT 10
*walks back into the church with more sins to confess* Hello, come to confess some sins too? *smiles*
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Church
Apr 17, 2008 23:43:12 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 17, 2008 23:43:12 GMT 10
"Uhm..." Madeline paused. "No, not today, I'm afraid." She scratched the back of her neck, looking down at her brown, buckled boots. "Just coming to, er.. Pay my respects. You know, get some peace and quiet and such." She laughed nervously, resting her hands back by her sides.
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Church
Apr 18, 2008 1:13:16 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Apr 18, 2008 1:13:16 GMT 10
"Are you all right?" asked Autumn with genuine concern, despite hiding yet another suspicious object behind her back.
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Church
Apr 18, 2008 2:42:54 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 18, 2008 2:42:54 GMT 10
"Oh, yes. I'm fine." She assured, although not really convincing herself. "But, maybe I just need some time in the fresh air, right?" Madeline half smiled, looking over at the pew nervously before back at the door.
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Church
Apr 18, 2008 10:09:39 GMT 10
Post by Autumn Oxana on Apr 18, 2008 10:09:39 GMT 10
"Right, want to go outside?" asked Autumn, taking the others by the elbows and starting towards the door.
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Church
Apr 18, 2008 19:49:58 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 18, 2008 19:49:58 GMT 10
Madeline half smiled and shrugged with a nod, following her outside. She looked up at the sunny sky, holding her hands loosely behind her back again. "This town really is beautiful." She sighed softly.
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Church
Apr 18, 2008 23:37:17 GMT 10
Post by Katrina Von Hallow on Apr 18, 2008 23:37:17 GMT 10
ah yes, our beatiful dark and dreary, foggy, cloudy harlot filled, rat infested, with-a-creepy-doctor and those creepy-guys-who-lurk-in-dark-alleyways town........ its a sight for sore eyes. (wipes away a tear)
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Church
Apr 19, 2008 0:07:17 GMT 10
Post by madeline on Apr 19, 2008 0:07:17 GMT 10
Madeline smirked the slightest when Katrina began to speak. "Oh, yes of course. I guess the things that you've listed have just topped off the list." She grinned, stopping and turning to face her. "Its not always the good things that makes a village interesting. But, then again. Who says that there's a difference between what some people see as good and others see as bad?"
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Church
Apr 19, 2008 0:14:36 GMT 10
Post by Cantra Dia on Apr 19, 2008 0:14:36 GMT 10
Yeah...I take offense to that harlot comment! Wait...nah...we are a bit annoying what I really hate are those pin headed aristocrates...
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