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Log; Ongoing
When; Friday, February 15 (early evening)
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
guardianed] & Heinkel Wolfe [priestlynun]
Summary; Heinkel invites Riza out for a drink.
Log;
Heinkel Wolfe loitered outside of Seventh Heaven, eyes taking the measure of passersby, and definitely not liking what they were seeing.
Deep down, she realized the prudence of accepting a waitressing job at said bar before visiting it for the first time. Knowing the Church here couldn't support its clergy financially was enough of a bitter pill to swallow. But being smacked with the inevitable confirmation that yes, she would be working and serving the vile residents of this hellish purgatory masquerading as a metropolis – that bridge was best crossed after thesilver die had been cast, not before. However, getting the painful introduction over while she could still pass as a paying customer also struck her as a wise move. Heinkel was an unapologetic fanatic, but – contrary to what many chose to see or believe – not a stupid one. Hitting up that loony angel for housing during a time of magnanimity had blessed her and Yumie with some financial flexibility. Yet you can't expect God to constantly give you handouts. The Almighty helps those who help themselves.
Speaking of help ...
The Iscariot slipped tinted glasses down the bridge of her nose, a naked gaze cutting into the first signs of dusk. There were a number of reasons why Heinkel invited Riza Hawkeye out for a drink, but she didn't really focus on any one of them in particular. Her gut said it was a sound idea, and that's all that mattered. The Holy Spirit spoke with wordless purity. Excessive thought only led to devilish temptation disguising itself as sound logic. Yet the longer she waited, the more her mind wandered, and especially towards the monstrous den of heathens she was about to enter. Agitation rising, cigarette dwindling, Heinkel hoped her companion for the evening would show up soon. She really needed a beer.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [
guardianed] & Heinkel Wolfe [priestlynun] Summary; Heinkel invites Riza out for a drink.
Log;
Heinkel Wolfe loitered outside of Seventh Heaven, eyes taking the measure of passersby, and definitely not liking what they were seeing.
Deep down, she realized the prudence of accepting a waitressing job at said bar before visiting it for the first time. Knowing the Church here couldn't support its clergy financially was enough of a bitter pill to swallow. But being smacked with the inevitable confirmation that yes, she would be working and serving the vile residents of this hellish purgatory masquerading as a metropolis – that bridge was best crossed after the
Speaking of help ...
The Iscariot slipped tinted glasses down the bridge of her nose, a naked gaze cutting into the first signs of dusk. There were a number of reasons why Heinkel invited Riza Hawkeye out for a drink, but she didn't really focus on any one of them in particular. Her gut said it was a sound idea, and that's all that mattered. The Holy Spirit spoke with wordless purity. Excessive thought only led to devilish temptation disguising itself as sound logic. Yet the longer she waited, the more her mind wandered, and especially towards the monstrous den of heathens she was about to enter. Agitation rising, cigarette dwindling, Heinkel hoped her companion for the evening would show up soon. She really needed a beer.