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estdeus_innobisSunday, January 10, [day 224]
Mid afternoon
The Abbey
Took me long enough to come here. To Nanshe's church. Her Abbey. There's still plenty of people around, but given how all places of worship make me kinda uneasy any amount of people would probably make me feel the same way. Nobody's staring, and that's good, but I also need to find someone who looks like they might have time for my probably ridiculous questions.
With that goal in mind I head for the largest building in the place. Part of me badly wants a smoke but since I don't see anyone here doing it I won't. It might be forbidden or something. I stick my hands in the pockets of my leather jacket to keep them out of the the way or something. I find I'm whistling under my breath. Bits of various rocks songs about god or gods. I make myself stop as I reach the doors. Probably no one noticed or at least didn't recognize the music but it still seems wrong to do it here.
I push the door open and take a couple of steps inside. The room is large and airy, filled by a bunch of benches and a table at the far end. with a cloth over it. The noise of my boots heels echoes nicely and I find myself wanting to do a proper sound check. This would be a great space as a venue for a show. and just like that I'm less nervous about being in here. Funny that, how seeing this place in terms of a venue fora show makes me less uncomfortable than thinking of it as a house of worship. i see someone up by the big table thing back turned towards the doors.
I pitch my voice to carry up to the front of the room where they are. "Hello?"
[Open to Nanse-kam]
Mid afternoon
The Abbey
Took me long enough to come here. To Nanshe's church. Her Abbey. There's still plenty of people around, but given how all places of worship make me kinda uneasy any amount of people would probably make me feel the same way. Nobody's staring, and that's good, but I also need to find someone who looks like they might have time for my probably ridiculous questions.
With that goal in mind I head for the largest building in the place. Part of me badly wants a smoke but since I don't see anyone here doing it I won't. It might be forbidden or something. I stick my hands in the pockets of my leather jacket to keep them out of the the way or something. I find I'm whistling under my breath. Bits of various rocks songs about god or gods. I make myself stop as I reach the doors. Probably no one noticed or at least didn't recognize the music but it still seems wrong to do it here.
I push the door open and take a couple of steps inside. The room is large and airy, filled by a bunch of benches and a table at the far end. with a cloth over it. The noise of my boots heels echoes nicely and I find myself wanting to do a proper sound check. This would be a great space as a venue for a show. and just like that I'm less nervous about being in here. Funny that, how seeing this place in terms of a venue fora show makes me less uncomfortable than thinking of it as a house of worship. i see someone up by the big table thing back turned towards the doors.
I pitch my voice to carry up to the front of the room where they are. "Hello?"
[Open to Nanse-kam]
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