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oathbreakers ([personal profile] oathbreakers) wrote2010-08-23 10:35 pm

[008//Audio] Time for a ~*Magnificent Adventure*~!

[For once, Riku's doesn't sound like he's smirking at the comm.]

Hey, Xanth.

[Wait. Hasn't something like this happened before?]

Meet me on the flower deck. Ten minutes. Got it?

[...oh, dear.]

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-06 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Behind this door sits a lacquered wooden altar; a prayer inscription is carved into the glossy wood in what appears to be Latin. Upon the altar sits several rows of candles, unlit but with previously melted wax dripping down the sides and over the edge of the altar in thin, brittle lines.

Across the walls are ornate stained-glass windows depicting various scenes; a woman with a child on her knee, a man speaking from atop a mountain, a nude couple walking within a luscious garden. However, most of the glass pieces are blood red, so it may be difficult to discern what exactly the figures are unless one moves closer to examine them.

On either side of the room sits two sets of pews, red carpeting dividing them through the center and leading up to the altar itself.
]

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-06 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately it doesn't look like it. There's a box of matches behind the candles on the alter with which to light one or more, but little else.]

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-07 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[The windows don't reveal anything new. All in all, the room seems fairly harmless.]

[identity profile] brittlenerves.livejournal.com 2010-09-07 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)


I--I don't think so. Th-They're just... windows. I-I don't think there's a-anything here.

omg i'm so sorry this is so late aaaah

[identity profile] brittlenerves.livejournal.com 2010-09-13 08:14 am (UTC)(link)


N-No.

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-16 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Behind door number two is a baptismal pool, inlaid in the concrete instead of raised above in a tub. The water is clean and still as glass inside the pristine white basin. One one side of the pool there is a set of descending steps so one can enter safely, and the tile is marble-patterned and spans the entire length and width of the room.

On the fire side of the room there is a stack of towels on a chair, as well as a clothes rack with soft, white terrycloth robes hanging up like a row of ghosts. There doesn't seem to be a single soul in the room, but there are more red glass-stained windows.
]

[identity profile] brittlenerves.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 01:32 am (UTC)(link)


W-Weird. Can-- can you see a-anything through th-them?

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-20 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[There is a disembodied voice that floats in from the hallway; it sounds calm, serene, but a bit out of it. The voice is obviously male.]

Hello there, my children. Could I help you with something?

[identity profile] elegante-masks.livejournal.com 2010-09-22 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[The sound of the voice moves into the room; maybe there's also a sound of shuffling feet, but still there isn't any physical evidence of a person.]

Be at peace. I'm the priest of the Red Church.

Are you looking for something?