✞[ III. ]✞ Station of the Cross

[sanctus_cineris]

 [ † ] 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.]

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

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*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.

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[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.]

. . .

[Streetch.]

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*He goes to let out a startled sound, his tail sticking straight up as Anderson goes to start messing around with his ears.*

F-F-Fatherrrr?

*Sai continues to to try to talk but all words come out mesh-mashed due to the stretching. He guess he could let the priest do what he wants.... As long as nothing happens to the tail. That tail is his pride and joy.*

[Comment-log!] So cute. <3

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[He wasn't normally so forward, but exposing oneself to the exotic had perhaps been a little much for him all at once. Not that he was too at odds with the bizarre, but this...A humanoid feline.

Dropping hands down when he realizes exactly what he's doing, seemingly a little dazed.]

O'...Must bae....Dreamin'.

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

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*Sai goes to pop his jaw bone after his face has been released and goes to look up towards the other man, folding his ears against his head.*

Lets get you inside, Father.

*He lifts a clawed hand to offer it to the other in order to lead him inside the church.*

You need to sit down.

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

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[A goofy smile on his face as he's pulled inside the grandiose building and he hardly resists, a fit of laughter giving the impression that his mind had been reduced to nothing more than a babbling child's. Perhaps the sickness really was getting to him, after all.]

[Comment-log!] If he wasn't so creepy I would totes to give him a hug.

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*His ears twitches as he listens to the laughter as he continues to lead him away and towards the nearest bench.*

Arrrre ya sure you are doing okay, Fatherrrr?

*He reaches over to try and place a hand against the other's forehead to see if he had a temperature.*

[Comment-log!] Aww ;;

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[He sits in the back pew obediently, hand coming up to meet the paw-like one and lightly trace the outline of a feline pad, experimentally poking at a clawed tip.

Ouch....Oh, yes. That was sharp.

His skin was warm to the touch, but not extremely so, his strange behavior more a product of shock than anything else.]

....A-ah....A-ah'm fine...Ye surprised mae..Thaet es..W-was nae expectin'...

[Comment-log!] Not the wibble faaaace! I CAN'T RESIST THE WIBBLE FACE!

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*His ears instantly lay flat against his head when Anderson hurt himself a little against the Manthra's claws. He goes to let out a sigh of relief as the older man wasn't sick.*

I am glad. So glad that you are alrrright.

*He blinks before going to let out a small chuckle before moving his tail forward to give the priest permission to touch the tail should he want to.*

You are not the only one that get surrrprised by my appearance. There are only two of us here in the city.

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[An apologetic look as he bowed his head and lightly ran his fingers through his own spiking locks, taking a moment to settle his nerves. The hand then dropped like a dead bird into his lap, hesitance spelled out in the twitch of brows and tautness of cheek muscles.]

A-ah'm sorrieh...Ah dinnae mean tae..Y-ye..Joos'...Ah guess thae thought thaet thar es reallieh differen' worlds....Ah dinnae ken whit tae think.

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*Sai also goes to bow his head, feeling a little guilty for making the priest feel the way that he's feeling. He can smell that hesitance, Father. He goes to let out a small sigh and moves to sit down next to him, leaning over to try and give the older man a nudge with his head.

Pet the kitty~ You know you want to~....

Naja is going to kill Sai for behaving like this.*

It's alrrrright. Really it is. Though therrrre is one thing you must rememberrrr should you meet Mother.

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[A little abashed, though he seems to respond positively to the gesture, lightly scritching at a fuzz-lined ear.]

O'...Y-ye're reallieh joos' like ae big kittieh, aren't ye?

Course..Thae sort o' yins ah'm used tae ar' nae sae big, boot....

[He simply couldn't resist cute things. Ah, appealing to the Priest's weakness..]

Guess ah should've guessed wit' thae way ye purr oot those 'r's o' yers.

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*And those eyes half-close and he goes to purr at the light scritching.*

I guess so.

*He goes to let out a chuckle and continues to purr as long as his ears are scratched. It felt good and he is more then willing to throw away pride for ear-scritchings.*

Should you ever meet Motherrrr, make sure not to call her a kitty. She takes offense to that. Ourrrr race is called Mithra.

*He goes to let out another chuckle, taking a liking to the Priest. He was reminding him as Abel in a small way, his own father figure. Silently thankful that he isn't in his female form as that form is more affectionate.*

I still need to give ya a tourrr of the city. But once you arrre feelin' better.

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A-ah'll..

Keep thaet en mind.

[Mother, hmm? Mithra..A curious look, brows lifting slightly.]

...O'...

[He'd forgotten all about that.]

Righ'...Ah'd like thaet ef we coul'...

[A little illness wasn't going to keep him from that, after all. Even if he felt it creeping up on him Enrico was counting on the Priest. He couldn't just content himself with waiting now.]

A-ah'm feelin'...Alrigh'.

[A nervous shuffling of feet in the pew and he draws shoulders inward out of habit.]

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*Good, he was going to heed the shape-shifter's warning. Sai was glad for that. Very glad. He blinks before getting a semi-stern expression, wrinkling his nose a little.*

You still smell sick. I am not taking someone out therrrre that is sick.

*He likes you, Anderson and there is no way in hell is he going to help make your sickness worse. Sai goes to let out a small chuckle and smiles up at the other man.*

But don't worrrrrry, I will take ya as soon as you are completely well.

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[Which, as it turns out, might not be as soon as either of them had hoped. While ailments were something that were new for a bio-engineered Regenerator whose abilities had been suppressed--along with his immune system, consequently--Anderson would be far more pressed against..External forces he was not yet aware of.]

.....B-b...but.....Lehkoo....

[He knew it would be no use. Even Maxwell had given him the same answer, in a way. Perhaps having his position switched..Of having to take care of others...Was far stranger than he cared to admit.

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*The clone shape-shifter only knows so well how hard it was to accept those things while he was chipped all those months ago. Being chipless is wonderful. Sai couldn't help but to smirk with a deep low purr.*

Ah, ah ah~ No buts~ Ya have to rrrrest until you are well.

*He moves his tail to twitch it by the Priest's face.*

I am surrrre that God would frrrrown upon me should I make one of his priest's condition even worrrse.

*He pauses as he goes to think.*

I should find ya some soup and extra blankets. Lots and lots of extra blankets so that you can keep warrrm.

[Comment-log!] ; ; Been so busy. But let's finish this already! xD

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[ The comment made him chuckle despite himself, a gloved appendage trying to rub the heat out of his cheeks.

He was about to say something when that furry limb tickled his nostrils, and he couldn't help but twitch, trying his best to suppress a sneeze.]

O'....

A........ichoo!

[The sound muffled into the crook of his arm, green eyes twinkling.]

O', ye. Could nae help thaet one..

Ah'm moor ahn grateful fer yer generosity, mae freen. Boot dinnae ye think thaet ye've doon moor thaen enough fer mae alreadieh?

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

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*He goes to let out a chuckle with a deep purr at the sneeze.*

There's the proof that you are still sick.

*He blinks with a surprised expression before going to start laughing.*

Of courrrrse not! It is being lots of fun.

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Ye brough' mae brethren sustenance ahn warmth, ah dinnae think ah coul' ever fullieh explain tae ye how mooch ah reallieh . . .

[And to demonstrate he reached over and gently pet the feline-like creature, stroking affectionately along the lines of his furry ears.]

Joos' verieh glad ye were willin' tae spare soom' o yer abundance, ahn ye can be rest assured ef ahn when ah'm poot en thae same position ahn ye need et, ye can call on mae. O' ef ye e'er need counsil....Ken thaet thae doors o' thae church ar' always open.

[Comment-log!] <33

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*He purrs and leans into the petting with a contented sigh.*

Thank you. That makes me happy, Fatherrrrr.

*He goes to smile as much as he can, even winking briefly.*

I might have to take you up on that when you get betterrr. If ya ever need me, I live in the Lamitir apartments with Motherrrr.

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Glad tae 'ear et.

[Giving him a fond pat on the arm, returning the smile with one of his own.]

A-aye...Ah'll keep thaet en mind.

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*He purrs again before going to offer the older man the small package which contained the 5 steaks.*

Do you have a warm place to rest? So yer cold won't get any worrrrse?

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[He took the parcel gratefully and bowed his head, knowing Enrico would enjoy these very much.]

....Maxwell's bin.....Makin' mae stay en 'is room.

[The priest offered hesitantly, looking up.]

[Comment-log!] <33333

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*He smiles as the parcel was taken and tilts his head.*

Maxwell? Well, I guess it's because he is worried about ya.

*He goes to offer him a reassuring smile of his own.*