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@vilestblood

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

At this point... should he even say anything? Or even do anything, at all, other than just... stand there, the book he was looking for in the library still in one hand, the other holding a little too tight onto the door's handle, staring at the Crow and the corpse of some Mensis student on the floor right next to him?

"I assume this poor soul fell on your blade by accident, then."

This is so scandalous. Answering to this display of needless violence with anything but sarcasm.

If it was one of his people he would probably be much angrier.

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@of-forossa

"It was always worth it." Quiet and still, to the point where the Holy Blade could've been mistaken for statue for how he'd held himself till this moment whilst standing guard, there is something like steel in those ruined eyes that regard his Vicar. "To draw swords together on those long moonlit nights, to wage war against the beasts and the damned to promise Yharnam one more dawn... it was worth it. Our master Ludwig, my own brothers now lost, they would all have said the same." Silver whispers against leather, and the point of the unsheathed sword offered to his Vicar digs into his chest just over where his heart even now beats. "Our oaths, our lives, our very hearts, belong to the Healing Church... and to you. Take it if you so desire, and know that the offering has ever been done willingly."

Laurence finds himself having a hard time breathing, for a moment. His eyes remain on the window - on the city, sleeping below him, and then on the creature still lingering on top of the Cathedral, watching down at his people like a cat ready to pounce.

He doesn't doubt the importance of the Church's mission, despite all the losses his town and his Spartans alike had to deal with.

He doesn't... want to doubt it.

it's getting harder and harder each day.

"...sometimes..." he finally speaks, several seconds after the Holy Blade stopped, forcing himself to inhale deeply from his nose at last "Sometimes, I admit even my own faith threatens to crumble."

--and exhales from his mouth, the air feeling like flames in his throat, before letting out a sad chuckle.

"Ah... that's not what a Vicar should say." Laurence adds, silently praying to Oedon for his honesty "But alas... these fears and doubts come from being human, no?"

human, still, frustratingly so.

"...pardon the rambling of a foolish, sleep deprived man." at last, the Vicar turns to face the other, the smile he shows is as tired as it is genuine "What I meant to say is... thank you, for still believing in me - in our cause, even in these moments, my friend."

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[ stop making me unfollow people randomly!!! augh!!!!!!! ]

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"I'm adding Anor Londo to Yharnam. Fuck it."

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laurence baptizes gascoigne and viola's daughter <3

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"quiet."

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🍹+ Never have I ever sent brave men and women knowngly to their deaths, straight into the claws and teeth of beasts I knew they could never slay but could distract while those of worth were saved.

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"..."

Not knowingly, no. He made sure Beasts were killed, yes, but everyone else? Brave people who fought for their Town, gentle souls who deserved better, friends who one night left with a smile on their lips and never returned to the Cathedral, all while he prayed for all of them, for their safety, to see them back again, be it all in one piece or, with time, merely alive.

The wine is tasting surprisingly bitter, all of a sudden.

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🍹Never have I ever snuck out of a window to escape responsibilities

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"Again, just as a child." he shrugs, taking a sip. Hm... the alcohol is starting to taste dangerously much better. "Escaped from a few useless lessons at Byrgenwerth, and once or twice when I was grounded. Especially if unjustly so."

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🍹+ never have I ever stolen something even though I could have afforded it

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"Oh, no! Dear, no."

He finally puts down the glass!

"Absolutely not. If I can afford it, then I can buy it."

He stole just things he couldn't have to begin with, after all.

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🍹The Doctor leans in, a sickle-thin smile pulled at her lips as her eyes narrowed. Sharp gaze affixed upon her dear 'friend' with intent-- the inkling of mischief sparking to life within the depths of her eyes. She could smell it upon his breath-- thick in the air. She remembered and she decided. "Laurence, dear-- never have I ever substituted lake water in Master Whilem's tea."

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

There's a second of silence... and then, finally, a soft chuckle escapes his lips, barely hidden behind the glass.

"That was so rude of me, was it?", the Vicar finally smiles, taking the umpteenth sip of the evening. And finally feeling his head getting a little light. It was about time!

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"Last I checked, I didn't invite anyone.

Privacy, for Oedon's sake, did anyone hear of privacy?"

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🍹

He pours a generous amount of wine and then offers the chalice to Laurence — in advanced.

"Of course the founding head of the Church would never drink corrupted blood from a Cainhurst fiend... would he?"

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

The Vicar doesn't even answer. He just snatches the chalice from the Vileblood's hand, half tempted to throw the wine at the other's face... just to groan loudly and drink it all with one go, again, making sure to not comment on it.

He finds it disgusting.

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[ oh i forgot about this icon ]

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🍹 Never have I ever had to hold a mass while being drunk (on blood or wine is up to you)

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"I fear the next mass will be a drunk one if we continue like this."

And he's drinking yet another glass. Sigh.

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🍹+ Never have I ever used blood from blood vials as a lubricant.

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"Once again. You're all disgusting."

... ...he quietly takes a little sip. Whatever.

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🍹 never have I ever had a fistfight with anyone

[ never have i ever ; ACCEPTING ]

"...well, I assume you meant fistfights as in. Not one that involves a life or death situations.

Can't say I'm fan of either, but..."

Another sigh, another long sip from his refilled glass. He got in one fight too many during his times at Byrgenwerth, and... most of them were against his will.

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LAURENCE??? RIGHT BEFORE A MASS??? i just imagine him rushing there and looking like a complete mess XD

no comment.

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