#thefinelywoventhread

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"These two girls were so close, they called each other sister. The wolves stripped them of everything, forced them to fight to survive, even against other little girls but -- these two worked together to over come it. I wish I could tell you that they both escaped the clutches of the wolves because of a silly trick or clever plot, and they lived and loved happily ever after... but this isn't that kind of story, I'm afraid."

“Who did you lose, Natasha? What was her name, if I may ask?” Marcus asks her, sighing sadly. Many things had been done to this girl, and it made him sad. 

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"Guilt? Hardly... and I've got bad knees. Can't exactly beg either." She sighed lightly, a smile on her lips. There's a moment of silence she lets draw on. The humor on her face fades to a sober look, and she laces her fingers together. "May I tell you a story, Father?"

“Of course you can.” Marcus sits with her, smiling kindly even as she claims to be unable to be forgiven. He’s nothing if not loyal and hopeful when it comes to his friends. 

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"God is also supposed to be omniscient. If it were a mortal who wiped out the world, would he be so forgiving?" She mused. She enjoyed this -- this little repartee they had. "In the eyes of your God, what should I do to clear my conscience? A few hail mary's, and promise never to do it again?"

“Guilt, and repentance, beg for forgiveness. There is no exact path to being cleared in the eyes of god.” 

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She nods. She didn't expect anything else from him, but she chuckles lightly at his last comment. "Don't fault me? But then who would you fault, Father? I chose this job. Placing blame on anyone else but me lifts a weight off my shoulders that I don't deserve to have lifted. I'm..." She exhales a soft sigh, and closes her eyes. "I'm well aware of all the blood I spill. Even if the ends justify the means, it's still my burden to bear. I need to atone for my sins, but I fear they number too high."

“God has forgiven more sinful men.” Marcus smiled. “If he saw fit to let me do my job, then he’s forgiven many sins.” He explains, looking at her. “God is a very..ends justify the means type of guy. Wiping out the world with the flood, all sorts of things.” 

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"I killed him." She answered without hesitation, without shame. She had killed him the night they had spoken first. "It was a quick death, he didn't deserve to suffer." She pauses, letting her words linger for a moment before she asks, "Do you think I shouldn't have killed him, Father?"

“Yes.” Marcus replies without hesitation. “I am in principal against any death or murder. But, the world is not that way. I speak for myself in this regard, not God.” He sighs. “But, it is your job, and I do not fault you for doing it.” 

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"I appreciate it, I hope I'm not interrupting anything. " She eases into the confessional, and waits until she hears he's settled. "Bless me father for I have sinned. It's been... fifteen days since we've last spoken, I believe."

“I believe that’s right, Natasha. Have you done your task?” He asks, smiling sadly as he waits for her answer. He knows in his heart she had. 

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"Do you have a moment to indulge a sinner, Father?" She nods towards the confessional, a small but sincere smile on her lips.

“Of course, Natasha, I always have time.” He smiles and walks with her towards the confessional. 

[wcrldaflame]

-pulls hair and bites into kiss, flush against him- I don't have much time, I've got a plane to catch in a half hour.

"We can get it done," Matt huffed, then kissed her again. He immediately shuts his office door with his foot, then starts tugging off his belt and shoving her shirt up.