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sanctus_cineris) wrote2010-07-09 06:05 pm
sanctus_cineris) wrote2010-07-09 06:05 pm
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✞[ X. ]✞ Station of the Cross
[ † ] A pair of deep virescent irises stare directly ahead into a large wallside mirror, fingers brushing very, very carefully down the sides of a bristled face. Quietly, the man shuffles to the side, inspecting the area with meticulous care. Bare shoulders lift as a well-muscled arm comes up to run powerful fingers around the length of his square jawline, holding aloft one of his smaller bayonets which he was using as a razor blade.
A slow, steady hand runs the edge of the silver knife against the hair under his lip until the skin is perfectly bare, following up with a close line to his chin. There's a pause in his movement quite suddenly when he moves to the chin and he leans closer to the mirror, having nicked himself out of mild surprise. [ † ]
Whit....es thaet?
[ † ] Using his thumb and forefinger his face is tilted at an angle to show graying hairs lining his chin, a number also lining his side burns. He seems a little alarmed, but doesn't say anything, making a quick decision. [ † ]
E-ef thaet's goin' tae be how et es...
[ † ] A downward sweep and rather than simply trim his beard as he'd previously planned the paste of shaving cream is applied to the entire area before the feed times out. [ † ]
[ ooc: Okay, okay. Took me long enough, I know. Basically, Anderson has been aging while he's been in Discedo due to the suppression of his regenerative powers. So he shaved it all off. : > At least, all his facial hair. Poor Scotsman. Also, this is sort of back-dated to the 5th.]
A slow, steady hand runs the edge of the silver knife against the hair under his lip until the skin is perfectly bare, following up with a close line to his chin. There's a pause in his movement quite suddenly when he moves to the chin and he leans closer to the mirror, having nicked himself out of mild surprise. [ † ]
Whit....es thaet?
[ † ] Using his thumb and forefinger his face is tilted at an angle to show graying hairs lining his chin, a number also lining his side burns. He seems a little alarmed, but doesn't say anything, making a quick decision. [ † ]
E-ef thaet's goin' tae be how et es...
[ † ] A downward sweep and rather than simply trim his beard as he'd previously planned the paste of shaving cream is applied to the entire area before the feed times out. [ † ]
[ ooc: Okay, okay. Took me long enough, I know. Basically, Anderson has been aging while he's been in Discedo due to the suppression of his regenerative powers. So he shaved it all off. : > At least, all his facial hair. Poor Scotsman. Also, this is sort of back-dated to the 5th.]
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[A small cough of embarrassment, though he recovers quickly.]
A-aless....A-ah mean...H-his Holiness talks abou' ye often, Yer Eminence....Ah'm verieh honored tae meet ye. Ah apologize et's nae under moore...Suitable conditions.
[A short pause.]
Thaer's nae need tae thank mae, ah am...merelieh...ae simple clergyman.
Boot ah will do mae best tae protect him, sae ye needn't worrieh!
Th' Lord Guide ahn Protect him. Amen.
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It is forgiven and forgotten, Father. Think nothing of it.
I know you're just doing your duty. I'm sure it will be credited to you in Eternity.
I feel I owe you something of an apology for not being more visible in the community. I have been shutting myself away in prayer and meditation, but that is no excuse to neglect those who serve alongside me.
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I shall...leave you to your business.