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GAME: Crush A Wish

Granted, but you wake up just seconds before the end of of the world.

I wish I could think of something to really wish for.

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Sister Wives

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: St. Etheldreda Cathedral.

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Gerard was brought below to a cold, dark lit room which looked like the church's catacombs, and lay the body on the marble the bishop motioned to him. He sat by the edge of the marble, wiping the sweat with his sleeves. The room was cold and desolate, like death itself, he wondered. The idea of death sounded so lonely, he couldnt imagine how an eternity of nothingness or blackness would be like. That is, since the soulless happened, he now doubts. Though thoughtless it may sound, knowing that somehow gave him a pinch of hope. For his late brothers, that part of them might still be lingering in this world, alone, lost. He wanted to know if they had forgiven him. If Marianne had forgiven him.

His pondering was cut off by the clergyman's inquiry regarding the woman as he lit the candles, faintly illuminating the room. "Well," Gerard started off " I was working, at the garden when there was a distressed cry coming from the park. Hyde Park," he said, adjusting the roll of his sleeve. "I didnt actually saw the whole happening, but we wen't to find out as soon as we did. It was until then we saw the body lying in the middle of the park. All life drained off of her. There was a Cargast drifting off the scene not far from us. "

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Gerard Connolly

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Location: St. Etheldreda Cathedral.

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Gerard followed the bishop as he gestured him inside the gates. The bishop escorted him inside where a number of nuns and some clergymen go about their business. Their ever so curious and worried stare never really left the irishman's tail. He had got so many of those in just half a day it almost seemed less bothering to him. Though it was probably something more than he expected in just one day. Regardless, he's here, and the church finally has someone who knows how to deal with the soulless. It was a weight off his shoulders. This had been quite a journey indeed. Unless there is nothing else for him here, he will eventually return home where he is most likely needed, as he didn't want the roses back in the estate be left unattended. He would not trust anyone else with it. And it would be unfeeling to be away from his responsibilities this long, Millie probably worries where he had gone.

As they passed through the courtyard the bishop asked one of the nuns to fetch their soulless expert. As he was led to the iron gates, the clergyman asked if he needed any help on carrying the body "l got it." The body had almost felt weightless to him at this point.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: St.Eth's

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It wasnt long before Gerard had reached the spacious vicinity of St Etheldreda's Cathedral, gazing up to admire the marvelous infrastructure before him. Though he had lived quite awhile in the city, the grandeur buildings of London never failed to catch his eye, they were unlike the usual structures where he mostly grew up in. He followed the path leading to the cathedral, the place was quiet the moment he reached near the entrance. On horseback, and with the body with him, he walked towards the man judging by his robes, was the bishop who was midway speaking to a group of people. The man in lavish robes, together with some of the people with, stood back at the sight of him. Gerard stood consciously, with the dead woman now in his arms, a scruffy Irish hound distinctly out of place in a crowd of pristine white gowns and robes.

The bishop, who was now turning a bit white under collar the moment he saw him, as if he had an idea of what he already came for. Still, he asked anyway. "Can I help you lad?". Gerard adjusted the himself, quite nervously, as everyone has their eyes on him, angered and frightened. " I brought a victim of the soulless " The murmuring coming from the group of people intensified. Gerard hopes that they would help now, he had already gone this far. But by any chance they did reject him, it wasn't as equally wise to leave the body unattended without the proper consecrations, it would be far too dangerous. That being said Gerard would be willing to even go over all the churches in London, if it means one less soulless to deal with, and laying this poor woman to rest.

"Bishop! This cannot stand!" he was cut of when one yelled from the peering crowd, the sight of the soulless in the irishman's arms had stirred up the already anxious group of people. "Please have faith that we are doing everything we can," the bishop said, trying his best to reassure them. Seems nowadays faith is the only thing that gets them by everyday. Something that Gerard wished he had, and has a hard time finding specially in these days looming with darkness of the soulless threat. "Now please return to your work or home. I will handle this, have faith in the lord and his servants." He continues on for a moment before they finally, begrudgingly take their leave slowly.

The bishop turned back to Gerard. "Forgive me, again. How can I help you and please, be quick, it has been a rather rough morning, it seems for all," he said, his eyes ended up at the dead woman in his arms. "Is there anyone here who would know how to help this poor woman?" Gerard said, his voice gentle yet touched with the roughness of his coarsey Irish accent "I'm sure the church would be able to know how to take care her. I pray."

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: The Walls; to St. Eth's.

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"Stop right there." The guard shot him a look of suspicion, meticulously questioning him of his presence. "Who are you?" He asked sternly. " And who is this dead body you carry?" Two of the guards behind him step forth, hands gripping their weapons as if to apprise him of the seriousness of this situation. Gerard turned his stare back to the guard in front of him, "My name is Gerard Connolly," he answered, clearing his drying throat, "I seek entrance to St.Peter's for some help in handling a soulless victim. " The man questioning turned his head to his fellow guardsmen, both gave him an unsure look and abruptly went back to Gerard. "Right. Another one of those."

He then followed a series of questions; where exactly did he came from, how did she die and how long ago, all of which he answered sincerely , enough for the guards to know that he was indeed telling them the truth. But no matter the case, the guards denied him of entrance to the walls. "I'm afraid I cant let you in." He said, expressionlessly, shaking his head. "We got enough of an uproar already. And I'm not just about to let one in the front door."

"..or wall." One of the two younger looking guards behind him raised a finger, faltering as his superior looked back at him, unamusedly. "However" Going back to Gerard, he continued and pointed down the street. " St. Eth's not too far from here. Just three blocks over." he said a bit miffed under his breath. " They already got one body over there. I'm sure they can deal with another." Of course, as what Gerard had heard from the men talking on the ride over and now that it wont be possible to ask any help to St. Peter's, St. Eth's is the more likely option. He gave them a slight nod as a sign of acknowledgment and meekly turned away. He walked back to his ride, then hung the body back over."To St. Eth's it is." He gently petted his horse's muzzle.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

I can only seem to make a post every Thursdays or Wednesdays which just about hits my 7th/8th day mark >.> I'll try and post a bit more often from now on though.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: To St. Peter's _{(Almost there.)}

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People continued to give him looks as Gerard passed by the streets. He would only be greeted by glances and glares, exchanging hushed whispers after he passes, their eyes never left him. It was only natural for them to be wary, especially with a dead soulless victim hunched over him blatantly parading in the center of town, it is a difficult thing to not notice. This went on as he neared the walls, he heard a ticking from behind, the sound one does with their tongue to make a particular sound.

"Guthrie says there'd be another one." A stout, ruddy faced man with his twiggy companion was walking with him just a fair distance away. Their conversation was audible enough for Gerard to make it out. The stout man's reaction seemed unsurprised, probably from the aforementioned news of Gerard's coming, but by no means unfazed by the whole happening. "First there was that boy rushed down to St. Etheldreda's. Now this. " Said the other taller man. The other one shook his head. "That other one's bad news though." His partner nodded "I'll say." The talking ceased, as the two men stopped at a certain point, and walked with him no more.

Gerard finally reached the walls of the tower of London, unmounted from his horse and tied him on the nearest hitching post. He scooped the body and carried her on his arms as he walked towards the walls. Though St Peter's was just beyond that, security was still rather strict. He was met by men in red whom their attentions caught by the Irishman. They walked towards him, the tower guards, as they cautiously observed the body he carries. One of them, stood tall in front of him, the color of his uniform seemed to flare from the sun which slightly hurt Gerard's eyes.

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Gerard Connolly

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Location: To St. Peter's.

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As the two men pressed on to St. Peter's, in the corner of his eye Nathan caught something rather peculiar out of the window that made them stop for a moment. "You go ahead and take the body to the church." he said. " Why? What is it?" Gerard darted his eyes towards the direction where Nathan was studying, and back to him. "I'm going to check something out. Stay safe. I will go back to Millicent's when I am finished." He didn't say what is it that he saw at the moment, but whatever caught Mr. Darcy's attention was worth investigating enough. Gerard would have been willing to accompany him, if it weren't for the urgency to reach St. Peter's. "Alright." Gerard said a bit disquieted for the gentleman, as Nathan went to the other direction towards whatever it is that might have alerted him. "You be careful, Mr. Darcy." he said as both of them parted ways.

Gerard continued on the roads alone, with a dead body hunched with him. As he reached to the populous areas, plenty of people became more uneasy as he went by. He bowed his head, avoiding glances as people shot looks at him and on the body he carries. He wasn't used to all this attention that he's getting. He could hear people murmuring from the backgrounds, he could make out some, mostly concerning their disdain, uneasiness and fear. "Look Mama." a voice of a child arose from the clutter of people, pointing at the man on the horse with a poor soulless victim in tow. "Jesus, Joseph and Mary! Billy, get back inside, now." The plump woman hurriedly pulled the child away from the side of the road.

"...Other one?" He caught one of them said, Gerard glimpsed at their direction when they had already rushed off. At this rate, Gerard has a feeling that the journey will take a bit longer than it should.