Zoie (if_i_believe) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-08-27 16:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 2009-10-09, daniel, regan, zoie |
if i die young bury me in satin.
Who: Daniel, Zoie and Regan
Where: Amazing Grace Church
When: Early evening
Warnings: Violence, character death
Zoie was not one of those girls who really did church. Oh she had, but she had been a world away from those kids who spent half their life in a chapel, or even the ones who went on the big holidays like Easter and Christmas. No, Zoie's relationship with religion was one of fascination and curiosity quite a bit like her one with the supernatural world. She had no idea whether God or Buddha or Zeus was real, or even all of them, or how it worked. Sure there were angels now, but a lot of religions referred to angels. But still, sometimes she would find herself in a church or a synagogue or there had been that time she had actually found a mosque... she would have gone to a Greek temple too if she could have found one, but Michigan was as lacking in those as Minnesota had been apparently. Those times she wandered in tended to follow her longer, more serious hospital stints and she would spend time sitting there, thinking or reading whichever religious text was in the pew, or even talking with the holy man or woman or nun or whoever was working there if they wanted to talk. They had never really given her good answers, though. Zoie believed a lot of things - everything really - but religion was hard.
Believing in religion would mean, after all, believing that there was a god or goddess in charge of her life and that meant something had said 'okay, let her be born and live that way'. Even she could not get herself to believe in that.
Still; today she had been out and she had seen a church. It was an older one and that was probably what had drawn her in - that and it was not Catholic. Catholic's sort of weirded her out with their beads and that whole communion thing they did all of the time. Anyhow - she had seen the church and now she was standing in front of it with her head tilted, wondering whether or not she could get inside. Churches were not libraries, after all, the doors were not just unlocked for the public to wander in and out. But she had seen someone walking around inside not five minutes ago and that had made her think that maybe she could go in too. It would be nice to sit there and flip through the Bible and take her mind off everything else. Maybe she could find something about angels that looked after people (because she was starting to have some really serious suspicions about Regan), or at least something soothing that rhymed. One of the books in the Bible was really good for that, she just had trouble remembering which one it was. Did it start with a 'P'?
Ah well, first she had to see if the church was even open to the public today. One breath in and she knocked on the door, giving her biggest smile when it swung open not two minutes later. "Hi! I was wondering if I could come in and, like, read a Bible?" Her smile dimmed a little. "Seriously, I'm not trying to be a smart-mouth, I really want to read a Bible right now."