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Who put up all the mistletoe? And how on earth did you ever have the time?

It's cute though, we really do need to think of some more decorations other than this.

[[ooc: Optional comment log for anyone who happens to decide they want to be in the high school!]]

[Fail!Lock to Cain]

Cain, I'm going to try and fit a third bed in that room, so I need you to do something for once and move some things around before I come back. Seth, I want you to help him and do it without killing each other. Please.

And Cain, I'll be picking you up some more blankets. I'm getting tired of feeling your cold hands down my back at 2 AM, they don't belong there and you're old enough to sleep by yourself. You'll be warm enough without me. Thank you.

[/fail!lock]

Hey, are we going to do anything for the holidays? Anyone? Not just Christmas, all the other ones, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa if anyone celebrates that... Er... I don't know the rest of them very well.

I mean, at least a secret santa sort of thing maybe... or a tree, or a pretend tree. We could go catch things for a pot luck.

Just throwing ideas out there?

[It's Abel! He's turned on the communicator, and he's looking a bit... concerned. He is aware that the communicator is on, because he leans pulls a bit to the side, so that the desk behind him can be seen, and starts talking in a soft, hushed whisper.]

I need someone to tell me... just what is going on right now behind me. There's something in here, but every time I look, it stops...

[He pauses right there, perking a bit, and it's clear to see why. The student desk behind Abel appears to be... doing a little hoppy dance. Rattling loud enough and bouncing enough to be just noticeable. Quickly, Abel whips his head around, and the second he does, the damned thing stops moving.]

It's moving! I know it is! You all saw it, right? Right?! Tell me someone saw that!

[He glares at the desk and turns away again, and almost immediately it restarts it's antics. Again, he spins around sharply, and the desk cheekily ceases all movement. There's a pause, before a glimmer of an idea crosses over his face, and he turns away from the desk with a heavy sigh....

Before spinning suddenly around the second it starts moving.]

Oh no you don't! I saw that! Don't think I didn't! You can't fool me!

It's... certainly gotten a great deal noisier out there, hasn't it?

What on earth is going on anyway? A party maybe?

Sorry it took so long to get back to you all.

Yes, I'd like all of you who asked to know that I'm perfectly fine. Really.

I'll be at the church more often though, I just don't like sitting around uselessly all the time, and I think it's about time I get back to work at a church for once.

Maybe some of you who are interested in attending would like to go too? It wouldn't hurt to at least check it out, right?

[He does NOT want to be left alone in that church with Maxwell all the time, someone needs to distract the neurotic man before he drives Abel insane.]

Sundays, for those of you who don't know, are the best days to come around and sit for mass and prayers. I'd really appreciate at least a few people, it's a little sad to look out over all those empty pews.

I'll still be living at the school though, no worries about that, I promise.

What else was I going to say...

Oh... Advent starts on the twenty seventh!

[The communicator flickers on, located on a shelf just above Abels shoulder. It's looking down, right enough so that it can film what is on his lap.

A bible?

Well, don't forget, he is a priest. One finger gently roams down the old pages, stopping occasionally difficult passages, or maybe as he misses a line.

However... the one he has paused at... he lingers at just a little longer. Just a little more than the others.

"Keeping mercy for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin, and that will by no means clear the guilty; visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children, and upon the children's children, unto the third and to the fourth generation."

His hesitation remains for a moment, before a few pages are slowly flipped, that finger coming to rest on another quote.

"But he that shall blaspheme against the Holy Ghost hath never forgiveness, but is in danger of eternal damnation."

The silence in the room and on the communicator is heavy, as if the weight of centuries had settled down on that moment. The mans shoulders are lowered, have been since the beginning, but what once looked like relaxation now seems to mimic exhaustion.

A hand raises to his face, perhaps to straighten his glasses, when he looks up, and spots the communicator. There's a flicker of something across his face, some unreadable emotion, before there's just a sigh, and he grabs the thing, shutting the bible firmly.]

Archbishop? [You know who you are, pal.]

I'm coming over to the church.

[Well, someone from the church has to play counter weight to Maxwells grump act. You can very distinctly hear Abel munching on candy, and the sound of something hollow being tossed away now and again.]

Who put all these little doll heads...

Oh! Hello! Happy Halloween everyone, I hope you're enjoying yourselves! Did anyone else get doll heads glued to the wall? It's kind of eerie...

Anyone find material to make costumes yet? Got your scavenging parties set up for tonight? I still have some candy left over from the little item rain we had, so I'll be more than happy to share it with anyone who comes by tonight.

I'd give you all the normal diatribe about using a few bright colors in your costume or getting a mask with good eye holes, but there's really no fast moving traffic here and I don't think we have much by way of masks... Well, just keep close together in a group and remember to go out with someone who you trust and who can defend themselves well. We don't need any monsters taking advantage of this day at all, do we?

Stay safe and have fun out there! And for heavens sake, try to avoid pranking? Please? Or at least doing it too much, I don't want to have to clean up the mess tomorrow...

[FIZT. The video feed is on, and oh, Abel is just BEAMING. Truly a smile of TRIUMPH.]

Little Washu!

I know you probably don't remember this I know I nearly almost didn't, but I just felt I had to make it known, you know.

Just to prove a point.

Link to the conversation

It's been a month. And I haven't been hospitalized or sick or injured only that's a lie, but it's not like you can tell anymore or anything of the sort!

...

I probably... should have actually bet something on this though, huh?

It stole my glasses!

[Someone is sounding a little worked up over there]

I have to sleep, you know! I close my eyes for an hour or so and when I wake up, they're gone!

Eald'narche, it got under the cabinets, what do I do?! I can't see a thing! Do we have any rabbit treats here, I can't feed it what I have all the time, it'll get sick!

[There's a few rustling sounds, a stumble... and a thump, followed by a surprised yelp. Oh, he's not hurt, he just banged his shins against something. He groans, obviously annoyed here]

Does anyone have any carrots?

[There's an extended moment of silence, all you can hear is some plastic shuffling around. He's cleaning his mess! Well, inhaling a good chunk of his own personal candy mountain left a lot behind. Also, insert remorse here.]

I think I might have eaten a little too fast...

[Yeah he lied about pacing. Thought he was, turned out he wasn't. Oops!]

I'm not sick though. So, technically you can't say 'I told you so', and you know who you are.

Ah, but that reminds me. All this candy and such. Do any of you have a plan about celebrating Halloween at all? Passing out candy or making costumes? I know the children here would probably enjoy that.

And I've noticed that quite a few people were talking about receiving candy over the past few days, so I know we must have a great deal, other than what I have here.

Maybe we should have a little costume party or something?

I.. I never got to use the communicator when I first received this wonderful gift here. I've been a little busy.

But now that I've been a tad freed up, it gives me a chance here!

Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you whoever sent me the treats! The chocolate, the caramels, the tea, the biscuits, the china, the milk, the hard candies, the marshmallows and the chocolate turtles are quite possible the best thing that has happened to me this week and I love you so much.

I have no idea how you got it all into the room but this is perfect. Thank you!!!

[And now please hold forever as Abel inhales his mountain of candy]

...

Esther?

What is this all about?

If I might ask.

[Abel is a nice guy, you all know this. So when Cube asked for Abel to come and watch over him during his chip removal stage, Abel was all for it!

Well no good deed goes unpunished.

You don't see Abel immediately on the screen. There's a broom that goes marching by, followed by a parade of flying books and a chair. Where did the Abel go? Oh hey, what's that moving in the back ground?

... It's Abel with a pot on his head, because when you get hit once in the skull with a flying book, you want to avoid it happening again. And what's that he's got in his hands?

Well apparently, Abel is a part time ninja, because as soon as the chair wanders past the screen, he ducks and vanishes... Seconds later there's a loud crashing sound, some very alarmed words in Latin, and a chair goes flying across the screen, followed by some very confused books and a broom.]

Teach you to fly at my head...

Cube? How are you feeling?

[And he's gone!]

[Remember the last time a "good buddy" of Abels appeared in the Disco? Well another one has shown up. Abel is sure to put his frequency in a direct link above his post before he starts]

This is Dietrich Von Lohengrin.

He is a suspected terrorist, another one from my world. [He's still not terribly sure about Cain, but there's definitely no helping Dietrich]

Various crimes mostly involve spying, conspiracy, attempts to attack the Vatican, attempted to destroy Istavan, attempts to kill the Empress of the True Human Empire and desecration of the dead. [And making Esther cry.]

He's highly dangerous. He will seem charming at first, but he's a very, very practiced liar. Please, for your own safety, don't believe what he says and do not get close to him.

He needs to be watched carefully. Even though he has his chip in, he's a highly intelligent man and should not be taken lightly under any circumstances.

... Father Tres...

... Sister Esther has returned home... I can't find her frequency...





Heh... At least she's back where it's safer now... I guess I shouldn't worry.

[He clears his throat loudly and his voice gets a little stronger.]

I'm going to stay inside today with Xi and make sure he's okay, so, I'm sorry to anyone who might want to reach me.

I won't be taking many calls today.

He's... really gone. At least he'll... be safe now. I hope he finds happiness at home...

Good job, everyone who helped these past few days. I know a lot of you have worked yourself to the bone here. We all did. Even those who stayed back at their own apartments joined in, and I'm happy to hear that there's minimum damage. Did everyone make it out okay? How many were hurt?

I think the hospital is close to being cleared out now, if not completely clear. There still might be a problem with the basement though. We still might need to watch after that for a while.

And Esther? Are you there? Did you make it out okay too? We sort of split up there, around the middle, didn't we?

[The very first thing anyone will hear is gunfire. He's only go so many bullets, so it's not a hail of it, but precision shots, aimed to take down whatever creature happens to be in his way rather than clearing out the streets.

Because he has somewhere to go, and fast. The video feed flicks on, not on Abel, but on a very quickly moving street, the pavement occasionally lit up by the light of the gun going off. Occasionally, a real face will cut through the murky fog, a redead or a nurse, but... they don't last long if they can get that close.

One spatters blood rather unpleasantly against the communicator screen before it passes out of sight.]

Anyone who is inside right now stay inside. It's imperative! Keep children, anyone without a weapon and anyone who is untrained in fighting inside where it's safe!

Those at the hospital, I'm coming to help. Esther, I could use your help here as well! Tres, please come! You too, Asthe.

We need all the help we can get.

Oh my, so many weeks have gone past since I last spoke with anyone! Hello, newcomers! And some not so new comers, I've been a bit off with greeting people these past few weeks, I'm very sorry about that!

Now, about these co********* acting u***.


...

Ahem.

The devices. They're not always this b***

... Not always this t**** ... dys******* ... b****

...

s***!

[There's an aggravated sigh. Good luck guessing what the Father said right there at that last part, he was testing to see just how bad the connection was, shhh.]

Well, you know what I mean. Anyway, I'm going to put this into a text format, maybe it won't be so te**i*** that way. [He'll just keep plowing through]

[text!]

There, that might solve a few problems! Now then, I just have a few ice breaker questions! Things to ask to get to know you all. Even those who have been in the city for quite some time are allowed to answer, I don't mind! I'm pretty sure these aren't too terribly personal.

So, in any case! And I'll even answer a few of these. Maybe all of them. After all, the one who asks questions should be able to answer them too.
( ooc LJ cut to save friends-list )

I hope that we'll get to know each other well here!

[There's bursts of static breaking up the frequency, and for the first few moments, it's impossible to tell what he's saying.

However, he seems to be aware of the problem, and keeps trying until he starts getting through]

I**** **an*** **t**...

...

S***** ima***

[A sigh, a longer pause, and he starts talking again]

****s it working?

It's getting through? I hope so...

Who is putting those strange videos up? The ones of the shadows? They block the transmission sometimes... Is anyone else getting that?

... Esther, you're not out in all this, I hope? I think the rounds can stand to wait for another, clearer, safer day. Hopefully the rest of the force does the same. It's getting to the point where you can't even see five feet in front of your face.

[Abel hasn't been getting lost though! Or zapped. How about that?]

I'll just reiterate, it's not safe to be out right now, please, please try to avoid going out for any mundane reasons. Checking the weather can be done from a window, if you have food, even if it's a little stale or soggy, just wait until you really need to go out. Put off leaving unless it's absolutely necessary.

People have been getting lost out there. Very lost. If you go out, you're not only putting yourself in danger, you're putting whoever will go out to find you in danger as well.

Just try to be safe out there.