He grins at me. "You too." There's a minute while we're both takin' a drink. I'm really lookin' forwards t'that food. "Same," he says. "My other brother, Elias - he's in Dry Run still - he don't reckon much of Excolo, cause they never had a proper church, even if I told him there was an Abbey. Ain't the same, mind, I know. Mind, some of the folks going to church here you'd not reckon to see."
"Yeah." Miss O'Hara was there, and Tess, and 'Ri. I probably should 'a talked t'them after services, but it's my day off 'n I dint want t'get stuff talkin' t'a bunch 'a folks. Though maybe I should 'a said 'Hi' t'Ri... "I dint know there was so many believers in town. I guess it's cause there's so many new folks." I knew there was one or two, but none 'v us close 'nough together t'have a church.
He dunt seem too upset 'r mad 'r anythin' when I mention Ares. He just smiles 'n blushes into his drink. Thanks, Johnny. Can't- can't say as I expected that, really, him dying. Guess if they want to live down here with the rest of us, maybe that means they can die too." I nod, with church still in my mind. "'S what all the stories I heard say. 'Cept sometimes there's resurrection." Not fer some god like Ares, maybe, 'cause he ain't God, but it's not like I know too much 'bout this stuff. "How - how's stuff bin otherwise," I say, tryin' t'change the subject. The last time we talked it went all girly, with both 'v us near tears. I ain't goin' t'do that in the Tavern.
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Date: 2009-06-26 11:28 pm (UTC)"Yeah." Miss O'Hara was there, and Tess, and 'Ri. I probably should 'a talked t'them after services, but it's my day off 'n I dint want t'get stuff talkin' t'a bunch 'a folks. Though maybe I should 'a said 'Hi' t'Ri... "I dint know there was so many believers in town. I guess it's cause there's so many new folks." I knew there was one or two, but none 'v us close 'nough together t'have a church.
He dunt seem too upset 'r mad 'r anythin' when I mention Ares. He just smiles 'n blushes into his drink. Thanks, Johnny. Can't- can't say as I expected that, really, him dying. Guess if they want to live down here with the rest of us, maybe that means they can die too." I nod, with church still in my mind. "'S what all the stories I heard say. 'Cept sometimes there's resurrection." Not fer some god like Ares, maybe, 'cause he ain't God, but it's not like I know too much 'bout this stuff. "How - how's stuff bin otherwise," I say, tryin' t'change the subject. The last time we talked it went all girly, with both 'v us near tears. I ain't goin' t'do that in the Tavern.