sanctus_cineris: (Paladin - City)
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 [ † ] Head down, shoulders hunched, the imposing man retreats into the heavily creased folds of his cassock, shying back into the shadow of St. Peter's when the sharply biting wind threatened to tear the fibres of his skin. The rising, first-quarter moon shone silver in the reflection of his spectacles, darkening skies encasing him in its chill.

Over the past week the city's weather had remained frigid enough to where even the blankets on the Archbishop's bed had ceased to keep him warm, and the frost adhered to stone, sinking deeper and deeper into his bones the more he'd spent time outside and pushing himself to take care of his ward though he did not immediately realize it.

The Priest's lips parted to expel a trail of mist from his hot breath, and he inhaled, wintry air pushing forcefully into his nasal cavities.

Sneezes quite suddenly, covering his mouth to stifle a fit of coughing. [ † ]

O'...O' bother.

[ooc: The suppression of his regenerative powers has made his immune system equivalent to that of a normal human. That being said, he is equally as vulnerable to illness as anyone else. While he's normally able to withstand a good deal of punishment, the combined efforts of not sleeping well, not eating well, and neglecting his own needs has finally taken its toll.

This is for a comment-log set back to this thread, but feel free to respond.]


Date: 2010-03-26 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
... Father Anderson?

Are you... alright over there?


Date: 2010-03-26 06:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
['Click'. Hooold. Fishing the telecommunicator out of his pocket.]

O'..Fahter Nighroad..Et's ye. Ah'm feelin' ae bit wabbieh, es all.

[A bit tired.]


Date: 2010-03-26 08:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You do sound like you're getting a bit of a cold over there! I'd offer hot soup, but...

Well, I'll think of something!

[No. You don't get a choice. Abel is coming with food, damn you]


Date: 2010-03-26 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Nae, nae. Thaet's n-nae necessarieh.

[Voice a bit scratchy.]

Joos' need tae rest earlieh tonigh'...


Date: 2010-03-26 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh no, I insist! You don't have to be afraid of my cooking, I've actually gotten quite good!

Date: 2010-03-26 06:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[It's not so much the sound that startles him.. but who the sound came from.]

Did you...

Did you. just. sneeze?

Date: 2010-03-26 06:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

[Sweat beading down his forehead. Shuffles nervously, peering back into the church.]



[Body tensing, going stark stiff.]

[Sniffs, prickling all over.]
Edited Date: 2010-03-26 07:04 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-03-27 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Gran Madre di Dio!

[Maxwell's eyes are as large as saucers, and before Anderson can even right himself again, the spindly man is at his back, shoving him back towards the doorway.]

Get inside this instant!


Date: 2010-03-27 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
A-archbishoop..Ye dinnae...

[Chuckling softly like an overgrown child as he's thrust into the sanctuary of the warmer Church, trying not to...]


Date: 2010-03-27 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Stop it!

[Maxwell was practically having kittens over this very.. horrifying notion. Pushing the priest to the back room, Enrico puts a boot in his back to trip him onto his bed.]

Th-that's an order! This is assolutamente impossibile!




Edited Date: 2010-03-27 07:05 am (UTC)


Date: 2010-03-28 01:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[He nearly trips over himself, the swift kick sending him sprawling on top of the mattress. Rather than eat a mouthful of cotton and downy blankets the Priest sputters, jerking his head up and staring back over his shoulder at the man. He'd never so much as touched the Bishop's bed before...And..]

A-a! M-m-maxwell! A-ah'm fine, ah...


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Date: 2010-03-26 07:00 am (UTC)
playwitchu: (Manthra/Not as innocent~)
From: [personal profile] playwitchu
*Sai on the other-hand was carrying at least 5 nice size steaks. The current Manthra finally arrives at the church.*

Hello? Fatherrr Anderson?

*He goes to look around, taking a few sniffs into the air. His ears perked forward at the sound of both the sneeze and coughing fit. He quickly gains a worried expression as he finally catches sight of Anderson.*

You are getting sick too?
From: [identity profile]
[The area was surprisingly flat except for the carefully dug fire pit that was dug a ways away behind iron fenceline, stone covered in a sheen of sparkling frost.]


[He turns quite suddenly at the voice, peering into the semi-darkness for its source.]

playwitchu: (Manthra/What's that?!)
From: [personal profile] playwitchu
*Note to self. Bring more blankets next visit. The Manthra continues the trek towards the giant priest.*

I am herrrre~!

*He calls out again, trying his best to get close enough for the other to see him easily in the dark.*

[Comment-log!] A likely excuse! <3 :3

Date: 2010-03-27 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[That purring lilt caused him to tilt his head towards it, like velvet caressing his ear. He steps forward out from under the door frame of the Church, a seven foot wave of sinew and tendon.

However, as his sea green eyes settled on the creature before him, they widened in shock, having never actually seen anyone in the city before who was not fully human-looking.

While his first instincts would have been to hold any super-natural being under suspicion back home, if not to wield his blade against them, here, the situation would have turned grave fast.]


[A minor twitch of lips, nervous laughter escaping him.]

Re: [Comment-log!] DANGIT!! XD <3

Date: 2010-03-27 05:28 am (UTC)
playwitchu: (Manthra/Bwah?!)
From: [personal profile] playwitchu
*And his pale blue eyes blink at the look of shock and his tail instinctively is raised higher. He perks his ears forward and leans closer to sniff at the air around the older man, trying to pick up his scent.

He blinks again at the word 'kitty' and the laughter.*

Fatherrrr, are you alright? Perrrhaps it would be a good idea to head inside.


Date: 2010-03-27 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Reaching over to tug at those ears to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, pulling gently and wriggling back and forth.

..Definitely attached.

Not entirely listening as he stretches those humanoid cheeks.]

. . .



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[Comment-log!] So cute. <3

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[Comment-log!] Anderson is so adorables. <3

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[Comment-log!] He can be. :3

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[Comment-log!] Aww ;;

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[Comment-log!] Awww! *Huggles!* Alrighty!

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[Comment-log!] <3

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[Video forever]

Date: 2010-03-26 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

My my, has the regenerator Alexander Anderson fallen ill? I do suppose they've taken away your abilities?
From: [identity profile]

[He recognized the Briton's crisp intonations..Shinigami. Hellsing's retainer. Wielder of high-velocity, monomolecular wires that could easily ribbon a man to blood-strewn confetti. Yet, how was it that he was here? Had not Midian swallowed everything? Not that he was thrilled by the possibility that their infernal lot would follow him here to this Limbo. Even if The Iscariot Angel Dust was not exactly familiar with the Englishman—as their interactions had been..Minimal at best—the knowledge that a part of Hellsing still survived..Though he supposed the butler was better company than some.]

. . . Nae. Et's naethin'.
From: [identity profile]
I wouldn't be so sure myself; one of the first sights I saw here was that of a dying man, seemingly just from an illness.

You caaaan heal him, Walter. xD Youuur tea~

Date: 2010-03-29 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Have a look of disgust, English man.]

Hn. Next ye'll bae tellin' mae ah'm dyin' o' thae plague. Ah can handle maeself.


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