Cathedral

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Late in the night, Barbara prayed alone in the cathedral. She drew out runes with salt around the alter, muttering in an ancient language to each of the gods. It sounded like a mix of Arabic and Latin to the ear, vibrating every other syllable. Her voice grew louder with each passing moment, as symbols covered the floor like carpet, Barbara moving down the stairs back away from her created sanctum, raising her hands up as her words blurred faster and the ground began to glow and shake.

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@♅ Felix ¥ Somehow the presence of a house of god in this city was a surprise to Shin. He didn’t expect to find a place of faith in a city of such diverse and sinful people. Then again, he never really ventured far past the sinful Black Light District. Quietly opening the door, he lowered his head stepping in. He was rather aware of the heavy presence in the air the condensed prayers of believers inviting the glory of god to reside in these halls. His steps were quiet and respectful making sure he wouldn’t interrupt any patrons of the church. After a while of just taking in this feeling of glory and in away home his eyes fell on the angel praying by the altar. He didn’t mean to disturb but he could feel the prayer coming from him. An angel’s prayer was stronger than any other creature so the ethereal energy it was giving over was visible to any angel as old as Shin. He didn’t know the praying angel and he was about to turn away when the other interrupted the prayer to speak up. Shin quickly lifted his hands in defense and stepped into the middle of the rows. “I don’t mean any harm and I didn’t mean to interrupt. It has been a long time since I have seen an angel pray so I couldn’t help but watch for a bit. If I have disturbed, you, I apologize.” He said turning to leave as he felt like he had overstepped a line in some way.

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With the priest again messing, Felix had to tend to the Altar himself. No matter. He has tended to the church himself tons of times before and he'll keep on doing his job. So, Felix got dressed up in his attire and started igniting the flames of candles around the Altar. With hands clasp together, the Angel recitied a small prayer in front of the giant denity statue. A glow radianted around the altar server as lids were closed and darting back and forth as if he had the prayer inscripted and rolling like credits behind his eyes. Once he was done, arms dropped to his sides. Sliver irisis shined against the dim lit candles dancing against the sliver color. He felt a disburbance that made a chill ripple down his spine. Something that wasn't supposed to be here. Or someone. He didn't turn from the statue. Only calmy breathed before speaking.
"Show yourself. Why are you here?"

@♅ Felix ¥ Faith was a concept that Hyunjin only understood in principal. He knew of it, he knew how it worked, but even when he had been alive he had nothing to believe in. Perhaps once upon a time, when he had been very young, before his world had turned icy cold and lonely he had held faith in something. Family perhaps, his mother's love, the goodness in the world. If he did, he no longer remembers such things. His feet still carried him to the doors of the cathedral though, and after a moment of hesitation he pushed them open and stepped inside. He expected it to be empty, so he could simply sit and attempt to sort through what it was that brought him here of all place. But, as he stepped inside, he noticed a man in holy robes was already there.

@❇︎ Miyavi ¥ @♅ Felix ¥ <you have been paid for the month of Jan. Sorry that it took so long. Thank you for being active in your job and paying citizen tax. ~love, Emily>

After the commotion in the common tarven, Felix found his way to his second job just to change into holy robes and make his was to the Altar. He stares up towards the holy still statue, clasping his palms together and bows his head in a smal incline. Eyes closed as he focuses on saying a small prayer. He needed guidence after feeling himself being overwhelmed. Inside he was conflicted about the situation that occured. He did feel alone at the moment has his trusting is slowly dwindling down.
Being alone in the Cathedral, praying in front of a denity made him felt better however. It was a comfort thing. Faith and loyality.

@♅ Felix ¥ "No test, don't worry. I'm not so cruel a teacher as that. Life is plenty cruel enough, no need for me to add to it." Waving away the little angel's concerns he stepped back to go and begin replacing the candles that had been used up by all the people that wandered through with their desperate prayers. They all went unanswered, the Gods here were as silent as the void it seemed, or maybe they just had a particular dislike for Miyavi, and he couldn't really blame them for that. "Father is far too formal, you and I will be working closely together won't we? We ought to be more comfortable with each other, truly, I insist."

@❇︎ Miyavi ¥ Felix understood that God made a balance of good and evil. Freewill and the test of temptations. It was the Will of God. If course however, with this Priest's words made the angel squint in skeptism. Yet it was wrong to question a position appointed by the big man upstairs. Felix cleared his throat then shifted his eyes towards the ground, at his feet once more. "Is this a trick? It's a pretty nice one. Did I pass the test?" The angel moved the sliver pupils back up to the priest when he pinned the loose strand of hair behind his ear. "Daddy?" A small tilt of his head indicated confusion.

@♅ Felix ¥ "And who better to decide what form that purity and light should take than the wrath of God." Miyavi agreed, laughing softly as he dropped his hand and turned back to face the stone deity, it was every bit as cold and emotionless as he imagined this little angel's God to be. "But God makes the monsters alongside the man. God created the darkness as he did the light. The death with life. All things are the will of God, even suffering and pain. They said he made man in his image, and man is a selfish beast indeed. What does that say of God?" He asked. The statue, of course, did not answer. It never did, neither did God for that matter. Turning back to look at the precious little angel he leaned closer, reaching out to tuck a few strands of his pretty blond hair behind his ear. "Oh please darling, call me Daddy."

@❇︎ Miyavi ¥ Arms were dropped down by his sides and that angelic pure smile stayed displayed across his lips. Although that smile soon faded from the questioning of the position he wanted to take. It was his dream afterall to be like Gabriel or Uriel. One of the greats. He thought about it seriously this time. It was what he had been always aiming for. The angel then nodded and with a determined expression across freckled soft features, he nodded.
"If that is what I have to do, I'll do it. For the sake of the greater good. From what I have expierenced so far being trapped in this enslaved vessel... The world needs some purity and light." Felix's smile had returned at the praisal he received and brushed away a few strands of blonde hair how of sliver eyes.
"Thank you, Father. That means a great deal to me."

@♅ Felix ¥ "Yes, I have heard the archangels do serve a god so creatively named God. I suppose it doesn't surprise me that you've set your allegiance to him as well." Miyavi's lips quirked into the slightest smile as he stepped down to approach the boy, reaching a hand on his shoulder and letting his thumb just barely brush against the side of his neck. Temptation, most certainly. "An archangel, that's quite ambitious. Are you so ready to throw away your free will and innocence to become a pawn to the whims of a fickle God?" His smile widened, warming at the question he was asked and his head dipped in a nod. "I certainly have everything I need. You are quite diligent Felix, I'm impressed."

@❇︎ Miyavi ¥ Felix was busy cleaning the alter and replacing the water, blessing it with his silent prayer. Everything has to be perfect before the Priest can arrive. It was a new one and Felix was eager to welcome the Priest to their domaine. A voice spoke up which his attention was now on the new Priest questioning him about his beliefs. Felix glanced down and quirked the corner of his lips to one side mindfully, giving himself a minute to collect thoughts before speaking up. "There are many Gods and Goddness to believe in, Father. The archangels serve all but the highest to God himself... Everyone has the right to choose which denity praise to and believe in. I do believe in many, myself... But the big man upstairs it the one I want to worship the most too. Especially if I want to become an archangel someday." Nods a little to his answer then looks up to the Priest with a soft smile painting across his cupid bow brims. "Do you have everything you need, Father?"

@♅ Felix ¥ Stepping up to the altar he tipped his head up to face the statue, resting his hand on the old book as a faint chuckle fell from his lips. "Tell me Felix, what God do you believe in?" He asked the altar boy, his gaze shifting down from the stone deity to look at the little angel. He was cute, admittedly Miyavi understood why so many priests were so sinfully corrupt. Those freckles would turn even the most righteous and holy man to damnation, and Miyavi was already so far from grace. Temptation in a house of worship, he couldn't ask for anything more perfect to fill his day.