Sep 20, 2014
"From Father Nighroad." Gives a box from Father Nightroad.
"We can't let food go to waste!"
"Send them to the covenant for Sister Wolfin and Sister Agnes."
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"From Father Nighroad." Gives a box from Father Nightroad.
"We can't let food go to waste!"
"Send them to the covenant for Sister Wolfin and Sister Agnes."
"Sister Blanchett. Do you require assistance?"
"I'm all good, Brother Bartholomaios. Glad to see you've been well!"
"Father Nightroad, how does one care for children?"
† }— "Children?" What an unusual question coming from the machine, but then again, Abel supposed that Bartholomew found such concepts alien to him. "Well, they naturally need food (breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks in-between), water, and a place to sleep, but everyone needs that. Children are young and naive, and require extra care. They need things explained to them, but in simple terms so that they can process the information. They to be cared for and loved so that they don't grow up to bitter and hateful, but they also need to be disciplined so that they know the difference between right and wrong. I'm afraid I don't know exactly how to care for children; my childhood is a very poor example, and most people learn how to treat children based on what the people who raised them did. May I suggest consulting with one of the Sisters who work with orphanages? They should provide better advice."
He brings in a small basket, with some flowers and a bottle of pure sugar and sets or rather slams it down on Father Nightroad table. An expression of slight anger on the cyborg face as he shouts, something unusual for the cyborg himself. "Where is father nightroad!"
† }— “Present!" He called, poking his head out from the closet, clearly surprised by the machine's outburst. Well, that was definitely new. "U-um... can I help you, Brother Bartholomew? Please don't tell me there are more gifts."
Stupid themes for other people's characters because I'm Stupid (pt. III)
oberscharfuhrer (or this one)
machinasoldier (you should have seen this coming)
ginkothewanderer (cause he walks everywhere)
scarysunako (not sorry)
all-nuns-go-to-martyrdom (at least for when she goes batshit)
-stares-
"What are you looking at, bolts for brains?"
"Father Nightroad, I have another deliver." Wheels in a whole cart load of sweets, one third of them for Abel and the rest meant for him.
"Really, what am I supposed to do with all of these?" There was a pause before another question occurred to the priest. "Brother Bartholomew, can you even eat?" He had never seen Tres eat, that's for sure.
machinasoldier started following you
Urouge noticed a weird looking man. "Oi, can I help you?"