Archbishop Rhea (
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unknownseas2020-04-18 04:16 pm
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No party like an pope party??
[That... that was a thing for everyone. There should be no celebration for Lif but, well, even if Rhea has a very cynical view of such things it's probably for the best that everyone stays together. Her first stop is the cafeteria, after all nothing better to keep people in one spot than free food. There she bumps into Mira, leaving the snacks to her Rhea ends up writing notes to everyone to come to the cafeteria in a few hours.
Some she hands personally and if she can't find someone she slid it under their door. Rin's she slides into her room regardless.
Fortunately, you won't hear a sermon.]
Some she hands personally and if she can't find someone she slid it under their door. Rin's she slides into her room regardless.
Fortunately, you won't hear a sermon.]
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[ It's easy to say that the Professor is the real enemy. But when something like those secrets stares you in the face... it's a little harder to remember that, she thinks. Even if she hadn't considered killing for hers, who's to say that'll hold true in the future? There's always the right motive.
And even if she ends up being targeted--which is, in all honesty, pretty likely considering she's out of her element in many, many ways--there's always self-defense. Mira has a sinking, terrible feeling that the Professor would pit the blame on whoever takes a life, even in that situation.
She takes another bite of her pie, in an attempt to chase away the awful taste in her mouth. ]
I think some of us will agree, at the very least. We're much stronger together than at each other's throats.
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[ When push comes to shove, who's to say it isn't going to do more harm than good, when the Professor pushes the right buttons? Who's to say it won't have the adverse effect, and make it easier for someone to let their guard down? Who's to say it won't put a "Kill Me" sign on someone's back?
She sets her coffee down, and almost moves to put her forehead in her hand...before thinking better of it, and crossing her arms instead, her fingers digging into the black silk of her coat. She doesn't want to wear that kind of defeated expression. Not in front of Mira. ]
Somehow, someway, there's gotta be better. We've gotta be better.