St Sebastian (arrowplagued) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-05-21 18:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | george, joan of arc, jude, opium, sebastian |
Who: George & Opium [Thread A], Saints Joan, Sebastian & Jude [Thread B]
What: Rescuing Sebastian
When: Friday evening.
When: Saint Michael's Church, NYC
Warning: Violence, language, suggestion of drug use, suggestion of suicide.
Notes: George will comment for the George/Opium showdown in the first comment. Jo will comment for the nabbing of Sebastian in a second, separate comment (posting order is Jo, Sebastian, Jude; though Jo and Sebastian will probably exchange a few comments before Jude comes in if that's okay with everyone). If there are questions/comments/changes... poke me!
After almost two weeks of not being allowed out of the house for more than to run down to the store with one of the other kids, he was thankful for being allowed to go to Mass again. He didn't know where his interest in the religion came from or why he'd felt so drawn to the church in the first place, but he could only assume that it was something in his past that was lost among all the other memories of things that made him who he was before his accident. He even noticed it in the imagery of the literature and poetry that he had grown to love over the past month and a half that he had been with Oscar. It didn't need an explanation, in his mind. It just was what it was.
And he enjoyed his time out among other people, listening to the service and going through the ritual. In the past, Ophelia had gone with them, but tonight it was just him and Oscar. They'd all been spending so much time together as a family that the others could excuse one night now and then where just a pair split off from the rest. It was a dynamic that he was growing to enjoy and feel comfortable and confident in.
He wasn't sure what transpired in the moments before it, but near the end of the service, Oscar tapped him on the leg and nodded casually towards the door, mouthing the words "stay here" before he got up and discreetly made his way down the side of the room and out a door in the back without anyone else noticing his movement. It wasn't unusual for Oscar to excuse himself and he knew that it was because the older man couldn't sit in one place for long. Even had home he was always moving, always getting up and shifting about. This seemed perfectly normal behavior and he thought nothing of it.
By the time the service ended, however, the elder man still had not come back in. People were leaving now and he was left standing there watching them as they filed from the church. It wasn't until they were all out and he'd still seen no sight of Oscar yet. So with a sigh he filed out as well, glancing around before starting off down the sidewalk to wait away from the crowd.