carnagecarnival: (The carnival's glossy ghosts.)
The Initiate Fraysong ♑ (Young GHB) ([personal profile] carnagecarnival) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol 2014-08-10 02:26 am (UTC)

"Nearlike!" He laughs. "EARLY WAS HE OF THE FAITH AND FAMILY. But I didn't head as to church none until laterways. GOT MY SCRIPTURES SNUCK AND DONE ON LONESOME. Studied up alone did I."

He lets her keep going a few rounds. It was good to get the feel before beginning.

"SAW FOR ONE OF THE CHURCH ON A MARKET RUN. Was making as to juggle and he thought it miraculous rightly. PUT TO MEMORY HE DID. Made for the motherfucking practices hivebound." He recalls, of course, hiding out behind a crate so as not to be seen, staring in wonder at the Subjugglator at play, and soon shortly after, at work. He remembers going home and trying-- and failing a good few times first, taking at least one hit to the head for it. He ammends, "ADULTS ABOUT, IN HIS TIME. Most Alternians got live on of Alternia before you was being about, as a Sister has about a motherfucking knowledge." It's easy to forget sometimes, that they're actually a millennia apart. His time and hers are two very different times, even if he lived to reach hers.

He reaches out to her sets the second candle into her hand.

"AIGHT. Make toss of the first and wait upon it's rise to the center eye. TOP MOST OF THE GREAT MOTHERFUCKING ARCH OF THE TOSS. Then let on the toss of the other." He steps back, grinning. "GO, SISTER!"

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