WHO: Eve & Greed (Averey) WHEN: The Priest & Eve AU WHERE: 1600's Church WHAT: Greed pretends to get a message from God when really it's a message from his penis WARNING: None Note: The log reads backwards
"Outside is dangerous. There are predators out there." He was still not getting the answers he wanted, but there was a little line he could bite. It was enough, but not enough to knock off the anxiety she'd dragged him through. By the time he opened the screen he was met with a new face. Thankfully, the next nun at confession wasn't haggard and wrinkled, because he needed to release the tension. It was the first time he'd had sex in a confessional booth, and it was a lot more fun than a closet. Sister Mildred Rose would assume she'd been possessed and had thrown herself at the poor young priest. She'd resign not long after he'd gotten under her robes. She'd also remember what it was she gave up all those years ago...and she'd never forget it.
On Aug 21, 2015 2:16 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She sighed, "I..." she struggled with the words and said, "The church is all I know and I'm devoted to it but sometimes I think of life outside of the walls... of the things that others have not given up... I know I shouldn't sneak out at night but to be free and alone with my thoughts--" a sharp rapping came on the box door and she jumped, one of the nuns saying, "Eve, are you still in there you silly girl? You have chores to do, how much sin have you committed that you're taking up so much of the father's time?" Eve said, "I'm sorry, I'll be out in a moment." she turned back to the mesh screen and said, "I will try to stay away from the lake, Father. I know I shouldn't go there by myself but I don't think it's too terribly dangerous as long as the sisters don't find out. I can trust you tho and I thank God for that."
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 11:07 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Fuck. She was setting his brain on fire. He'd have to fuck one of her sisters after this. Or take a jump the lake. He sat up straight against the wall so she couldn't see more than a darkened profile. "I am under the weather." He took another deep breath, the anticipation nearly wracking his whole body into a spasam. "I want you to say it aloud again. Perhaps the more you do, the more uncomfortable it makes you so you can focus on why they are so impure." If that didn't work he was going to impale his head onto a rusty nail.
"I've already said it and I feel ill to say it again, do not make me repeat it, father, have mercy." she said in a desperate voice. She sighed and said, "Prayer is all I have been advised but it does little to clear my mind of it.." she paused and glanced at the mesh screen, "Father.. do you have a cold?" he sounded different.
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 10:55 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Jesus this wasn't going as he'd intended. She had it on lock and key now. "Child, please. We are in the presence of the Lord, anything you think needs to be spoken if I am to help you. Is prayer all you have done?"
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015, 1:45 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Eve twisted the fabric of her dress some more and looked upset, "Oh Father.. please don't make me say it again. I know you haven't forgotten, you gave me that admonishing look just yesterday. Prayer is not working, please tell me what else I can do." she seemed almost desperate.
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 10:41 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed felt his heartbeat accelerate when she admitted "inappropriate" thoughts. Had he gotten into her head. He needed her to elaborate. "Remind me dear? What thoughts are you referring to?" He snuck a peek through the wire mesh, but all he could see was her head cast down and her hands in her lap. Sweet baby Jesus what was she going to say? He had that effect on people, dragging out their greediest and lusty thoughts. Making them cloud their judgement.
On Aug 21, 2015 12:46 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned, "I.. was.. in the library.." she twisted a piece of her dress in her hands and cleared her throat, "I was late this morning.... I took one of the buns from Sister Louisa's baking three days ago. I was very hungry and she had refused to let me have dinner. And then... there's what I'd told you last week, I tried to pray away inappropriate thoughts, father... but they still plague me."
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 9:36 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What were you doing?" Should he be concerned? Had someone beat him to first in line? He was positive this girl had done no more than kissed a boy on the cheek. He cleared his throat again, trying for a deeper baritone than he usually had. "What do you have to confess?" What was going on in that pretty little head of hers?
On Aug 21, 2015 12:11 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She cringed, "I know, I'm sorry father... I.. lost track of time." She tried to take a deep breath and didn't look at the screen, she hated confession and she never wanted to look at the priest when she said her words. "Last Sunday.."
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 8:13 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You're late." He'd let her catch her breath first. Greed had to keep his composure, because all that heavy breathing of hers was curious. He wanted to immediately ask what she'd been doing, but he just peered in and cleared his throat. "When was your last confession?"
On Aug 21, 2015 10:46 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Eve was late to confession and so was running to make it, but it'd given Greed enough time to sneak into the priest's side of the booth and wait for her. She arrived out of breath and scrambled into the box, her chest rising and falling as she tried to get her breath back, "Forgive me father.." she said, her breath still sounding like she'd run hard... or had been in the middle of some other strenuous activity. The mesh divider let you see a silhouette of the other person, you'd have to look close to actually see anything substantial or see who they were. But she had no reason to suspect. Yet.
On Fri, Aug 21, 2015 at 7:34 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed nearly let it slip his real identity. His days as a priest would be denied immediately and he might just get burned. As much as these people believed in a world of sin, they could be quick to pull hellfire and damnation with torture and fire.
He kept this up for weeks, trying his best to win this girl over. She was so sweet and innocent and rare! He wanted the challenge of getting her himself. He'd burned out one too many too quickly these days. He thought he'd try a new tactic.
At Eve's next confession he conned the usual priest with a more urgent matter so he could sneak in.
On Aug 21, 2015 1:12 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She moved even further away from him, ready to make her escape only pausing when he asked what he should call her. She debated on what to say, she wasn't a sister so he couldn't call her that so finally settled on telling him her name before she left, "Eve."
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 10:09 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Not a bore at all..." he wanted to know more about her. He wanted everything, including her name. He watched her hard, as if one little move was agony that wasn't interest or a step closer to him. "What do I call you?" She wasn't a sister yet, and he wanted to taste her name."
On Aug 21, 2015 12:38 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Once... but I was brought here when I was a child, I barely remember my mother. I've never met my father." she moved away from him, "I'm sorry, I've been boring you with my jabber and you have so much work to do." even though he'd been the one asking the questions.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 9:34 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "No parents?" Curious that she was all alone, and then again this was an age ripe with superstitions and ignorance. To others she was orphaned and exotic, that obviously meant she should be hidden from society....and that made her something unique. No wonder he was drawn to her.
On Aug 21, 2015 12:08 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "No.. my life isn't all that exciting that I have an urgency for anything." she already missed his hand and idly rubbed hers where his fingers brushed her palm, "Almost all my life." she said and didn't sound too thrilled about it, "I worked as a servant and the nuns have decided to grant me the honor of joining them." since there wasn't much else for her to do in life.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 9:03 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Nothing that can't wait?" He wanted to know more! She was scared though, that much he could pick up on. He'd have to take a few steps back so he didn't scare her away. He let go but not without brushing her palm with his fingers.
"How long have you been here?"
On Aug 20, 2015 11:14 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She shook her head, "No.. I can wait till Sunday." which was mandatory confession then. At his squeeze, she gently tugged on her hand to get it out of his grip, feeling a little shy and awkward now.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 8:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He could feel her energy burn through him. She couldn't keep her eyes off and that was good. "Are you sure? Anything you need to talk about?" He squeezed her hand gently. She could confess, he'd be sure to burn himself in her brain.
On Aug 20, 2015 8:53 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked startled, "No." she responded quickly. And then looked down, feeling strangely guilty at lying to a priest. But he wasn't a priest... he was one in training. So it was okay... right? She forgot her hand in his mainly because it was nice, it was big and warm and was something she was storing up to dream about later. Besides, he was just keeping her hand to show concern.. and comfort. Nothing more. Right..?
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 5:39 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was an electric jolt through his system when he felt her skin on his. Such a small action, innocent as she was and yet he thought his body might explode. Thankfully those robes were heavy and loose. He knew after that he wanted more of her than casual contact, this was going to be the kind of challenge he'd been searching for. He'd use that pause in her reply as a means to try and get in her head. "Is something troubling you?" He seemed genuinely concerned.
On Aug 20, 2015 8:27 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "We both are now." she blushed a little, "I mean... we will be.." that blush deepened and she frowned, tripping over words, "..I mean to God." She put her hand in his so she wouldn't have to look at him anymore as she stood up.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 5:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Not the marrying kind anyway." He smiled again, something akin to sweet. It wasn't completely evil, but he was playing a part. He held out his hand so she could use it as leverage. More than that it was a way for him to touch her and it not appear improper.
On Aug 20, 2015 8:14 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "How very noble..." she murmured. She looked away realizing finally that she was staring, "Not many would give up wealth and luxury and.. marriage.. for the church. I'm sure God will reward you." she made a little movement as if to indicate she wanted to get up but he was in the way.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 5:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: No. He'd never give up his wealth and position, but he could pretend for the sake of winning her. "My family couldn't understand my decision," and that hadn't been a lie, Glutt had argued with him for hours. In the end the Excesses did what they wanted for one reason or another. Nothing Glutt said at this point could change his mind. The brothers temporarily parted ways so Greed could get his conquest. Had Glutt seen her he may have understood, so he promised he wasn't going to leave Greed completely devoid of his possessions. In Greed's defense some priests were wealthier than the people, and above all werw exempt of taxes. This job would have its perks. "But yes, I stripped myself from my wealth." As far as she could see he wasn't stretching the truth but a little. Would he stay in this gig forever? Hell no.
On Aug 20, 2015 7:29 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kept looking in his eyes and said, "So you gave up all your worldly goods and came here...? Donated all your wealth to the church to turn your service towards God?" he had been wearing such a nice doublet tho..
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 4:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "He told me I needed to be here. To find a purpose with my life." That always seemed to go over well. Humans lived such a short existence, and though Greed was still young, he knew how to play their game. "Help others..." he was there for his own benefit and it was staring him in the face.
On Aug 20, 2015 7:00 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Eve's expression didn't change, in fact, she didn't seem to entirely believe him. She didn't say anything for a moment and then said, "What burden is on your heart..." her eyes looking right into his which was actually pretty bold but they looked so blue and just... they looked so like the sky and it reminded her of the freedom which she'd never have.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 3:55 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "Oh just yesterday. It came to me in a dream. This burden on my heart. I was compelled to find the answer.....through God." It was the same spiel he'd given everyone. At least his lies were consistent.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015, 6:25 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked at him as if she didn't quite believe him and said, "But yesterday you were outside... wearing gold and... when did you start training?" she furrowed a brow. She'd lived at the church most of her life and she'd never seen him with the other young men who were devoting their life to god.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 3:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "Oh this?" He tugged at his robes. "I'm in training." God had come pretty fast into his dreams in the shape of her eyes. He'd be amiss if he didn't get close to this girl. He might destroy the church and burn it to the ground.
On Aug 20, 2015 3:40 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She tried to back up when he knelt down but since she was sitting against the wall there was no where else to go, "But.. you.. Sir? I thought..." she was confused (and maybe a little scared, priests were never handsome!). Her large brown eyes just kinda stared at him.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 12:32 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I know you can speak to me now." He smiled, his eyes just thin slits before he knelt down to her level. "You look scared? Do you need to talk?" Maybe he was moving in too fast?! He didn't want to scare her off!
On Aug 20, 2015 3:03 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: When the priest didn't walk past but towards her, his robes stopping in front of her, she dropped the chained book and hurriedly picked it up and put it in its place. She frowned when he held it out to her and said, "Yes, where did you..." and she reached for it and looked up and right in those blue eyes. Her own eyes went wide, and her mouth dropped open a bit in utter surprise and she wanted to ask but it didn't seem like she could form the obvious question.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 12:00 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "This is yours isn't it?" He held the handkerchief in front of her, waiting impatiently to see those big orbs she had for eyes. He'd been waiting to see them up close, and now was his chance!
On Aug 20, 2015 12:15 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Eve was supposed to have been doing chores, not sitting on the floor eating pilfered bread and reading a book. She wasn't supposed to read at all but having lived in the church a good portion of her life without really being let outside much.. one tended to get bored. She didn't notice Greed approaching, she could only see the robes out of the corner of her eyes and she assumed it'd walk by her and not notice her form. Besides, the priests weren't as mean as the head Nun, then she'd have to run...
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 9:10 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed had been glitzy and glamorous, but now he'd stuck two feet into the church with all the lies he could string together. Persuasion was one of his best assets and he used it well. It provided him with a clever story that he proudly proclaimed to anyone he met.
God had laid it on his heart to become a priest. It came to him in a dream.
Religious tycoons ate that up, especially if it was from a man's mouth. He could play innocent, but there were still some whispers going around. This time when he ran into Eve he was in a priests robes. He kept from shaving his head until he'd gotten out of training. It was the part of his vanity he was not going to part with. He held his breath for a moment as he watched her in the doorway and came in to introduce himself, holding out the scarf she'd left behind.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 11:30 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: A few days went by and Eve put the nobleman out of her mind. He was so... glitzy and flashy. Most likely with an equally glamourous wife. With a big house that was bigger than the church, certainly bigger and better than her room. She tried not to think about it and instead focused on her work. The library was small and the books were chained to the shelves to make sure they didn't walk off and she sat on the floor with one of them in her lap as she read and snuck little pieces of bread from her dress pocket to snack on, a new (well old, she borrowed it from someone) handkerchief on her head that kept her hair out of her face.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 8:22 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed was anxious. This girl captured him and he couldn't even get a proper meeting. He'd have to return the scarf somehow without either of them being suspect. It was right then and there that he decided he'd have to pose as a priest or at least a priest in training. Then he'd have access to the church and he could see this creature that had been planted right in front of him.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 9:24 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She immediately pulled back a little and shook her head, "It's too dangerous." didn't he care that if she got caught, she'd get into so much trouble? "I should get back inside.."
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 11:28 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I'll meet you at the gate....no one will know." She was scared he could tell, but she'd be even more scared once she looked into his eyes for longer than a second because he was going to steal her away. He'd already made up his mind. One way or another he was going to get closer to this girl.
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 2:17 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked down at him, her hair falling around her face, framing it even as she pushed it back, "I don't see how unless you can find a ladder or an extra pair of shoulders." that was more in joking, she didn't really expect Greed to sit on someone's shoulders to boost him high enough up to be face to face with her.
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 10:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed put his hands on the wall. It was impossible to climb. Damn. "Please. Just let me hand it to you." He didn't want to throw it in a rock, then he'd never get to see her face to face. He needed that contact right now!
On Thu, Aug 20, 2015 at 12:44 AM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Wait!" she waved her hand, and then disappeared behind the wall for a few moments and then popped back up again with her basket, "Put a rock in it and throw it in my basket. Please?" she looked worried, "Please Sir, I'm already going to be in so much trouble for losing it and then a lot more if I'm caught speaking with you." she wiggled the basket.
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 9:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I can't reach that high. You'll have to come out." He walked away from that spot to locate the gate. He needed an up close look of this exotic girl. The sun was creating a halo around her that he needed to touch.
On Aug 19, 2015 11:39 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She shook her head, "They aren't very keen on letting us out... and I dare not risk going out the front." he was handsome, she was looking down at him but it looked like she was seeing the sky reflected in his eyes. She reached her hand again over the wall but it barely made a difference, he'd have to at least raise his arm or stand on tiptoe.
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 8:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "Isn't there a gate?" He asked as he kept that handkerchief hostage. He had to see her up close, because from up there her eyes took up half he face. Dear God where had she come from.
On Aug 19, 2015 10:23 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She touched her hand to her forehead and swiped it back, keeping some of the hair out of her face as she looked down at him, "Pardon me... but could you return my handkerchief please?" she asked him but even as she reached out a hand, there was no way it'd even get near his head. He was tall but the wall was still higher than he was.
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 7:20 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed looked around before finding that the voice he heard was from above his head! There hovering over him was a caramel skinned girl with windblown hair. She wasn't what he expected to see, but she was also quite exotic. He'd not see anyone like her before, and despite her peasants attire, he just stared at her. He wanted to see her face once she got control of that mane of hers.
On Aug 19, 2015 9:11 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Eve had been picking tomatoes in the church vegetable garden when the gale of wind had clutched the handkerchief off her head and sent it sailing over the wall. She put a hand on the top of her brown hair and ran over to the wall in her simple peasant's dress. She was going to get yelled at if she worked without covering her hair but to keep the nuns in (and men out) the walls had NO doors to the outside, the only way to enter and exit was via locked gate and permission. She looked around and then climbed up the ladder to peek over the wall and see where it went. Her head popped up and she was practically blinded by the gentleman's outfit but he had the handkerchief! She looked behind her but no one was around, she shouldn't be speaking to anybody, let alone a man... but she called softly, "Sir...? Excuse me!" throwing another glance behind her before looking down at the top of the guy's head as another breeze lifted her hair up and off her shoulders.
On Wed, Aug 19, 2015 at 5:54 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Glutt was slow. Greed was certain he'd have to ram his way back through the church and roll Glutt out of there. Worse would be the bastard probably already drank the wine. He was leaned against the wall looking like rich nobelman.
As that strong wind tried to knock him down (unsuccessfully), he was slapped with a handkerchief out of nowhere. "What the---" he peeled it off his face, looking around for its owner.
On Aug 19, 2015 7:04 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: The church was big and foreboding looking which is what they were supposed to look like. The sermon was filled with damnation and what not but two brothers in the flock didn't seem bothered. Greed and Gluttony were in attendance and once they left, they didn't get further than the end of the church building before Glutt decided he wanted to go and steal all the wafers and wine. Greed was left as lookout. It was a blustery day and Glutt was taking his sweet time. The walls around the back of the church were high, at least eight feet and in the back was where the church had a vegetable garden that the nuns tended to. The wind picked up again, a cool and welcome but naughty breeze and while Greed waited, he'd get smacked in the face with a plain handkerchief.