Sarah's cheeks flush from embarrassment, as Mira describes what she should wear to the party. She looks around to see, if anyone was listening to them as they made their way to the church. "M-mira, I-I don't think I have any of the clothes you mentioned." Sarah says her tone was clearly nervous.
silas lies on the floor of the bedroom sleeping, in his sleep he begins to dream....in which he is back on the sea. but theres something wrong! he's in a tiny row boat looking at the horizon, the sea before him is filled with storm clouds and the sea behind him is full of typhoon level winds...he is sitting what one might call the "eye of the storm" and seems to be quite stable there floating along with the clear part of the storm until the storm in front of him changes into a typhoon as well behind him he sees a figure in the distance that is rather ghostly its calling his name and saying something "silas, come back here silas" looking in front of him he sees the typhoon on front of him and the figure behind him he tries to move his boat forward but as he reaches for the paddle he finds there is none,he is litteraly "up shits creek without a paddle" terrified silas looks at the figure again and does the only thing he can do: jump into the ocean. waking up from the sudden dream silas curses to himself "damn ghosts!" shakes his head and takes his pipe and heads downstairs to smoke it
Mira enjoyed Sarah embrassed and fact, that She was so easy to manipulate. "So maybe you should go without any clothes." She suggest in seriosly tone and wait for Sarah reaction. After that she laught. "No, don't take this seriosly, I was joking. But I'm good with scizors and blades, so I could modificate clothes what you have here. Maybe I will not making hat, but holes in jeans and shoulder-straps less shirt I can do. You will see, It will be fine." Road to church was clean and empty.
Sarah freezes at Mira's serious tone, "N-no, I-I don't t-think I can." She stutters. when Mira laughed and said it was a joke, Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. "Please, don't I didn't bring a lot of clothes. And I don't know how long we'll he here." As they got to the church, Sarah was sweating lightly from Mira's teasing. "We're here, how should we do this? Do we go in all at once, or should I go in first to speak with the priest?"
"Go speak with priest. Will be better not fear him by big group, and you look like most inocent from us all." Mira suggest. She realy want push more Sarah, but it seems they need to wait for end of mission.
"Alright, I'll leave you too alone for a bit." She smiles at Mira, and Alexander. Sarah straightens out her clothes, to make sure her gun is concealed in the back of her jeans. And hoping the priest doesn't notice her nipples push against the fabric of her turtleneck. "I'll try to scream, if anything happens." She chuckles and enters the church. "Hello! Is anyone in here?" Sarah yells to get the priests attention. (I guess this will be my last post for now, till merkros gets on.)
Alexander stood in front of the quaint church with Mira by his side. He smiled at Mira, the young Polish firebrand having found her mojo again. 'It's good to see you're getting back into things, my devious Tigress. But don't come on too strong too quickly. I don't want you to look back at what you did and freak out at your behaviour again. We can do it moderately, oder etwa nicht?' Alexander smiled his most sweet smile at her, genuinely happy she was back to her normal self. Alexander decided to have a good look around the outside of the church while Sarah handled the priest, 'I'll check the outside of the church,' Alexander informed his partner. [@merkros, I'll be underlining stuff I'd like you to elaborate on from now on, you ok with that?]
After a few moments, the priest comes out of the back. He's well dressed and looks to be in his mid-thirties. He's tall and a little bit lanky with short black hair and a button-down shirt. "Good Morning. I'm afraid mass isn't until tomorrow. Today's Saturday afterall." It would seem that he thinks that you're someone who wishes to attend church but came a day early. (sure, that's fine) The church itself feels like it's bigger on the inside(It's not, it just ffeels like it is). Walking around the structure, you don't find anything particularly odd or suspicious...Although one of the stained glass windows has a hole in it. Other than that, there's some windows in the back that you can peek into if you want to, but it appears to just be a regular old church. You hear some bumping music come from the office. Glimpsing in the window from the distance, you see Erica sitting back in her chair with her feet propped up on the desk while playing on her phone.
Sarah gives the priest her friendliest smile, "That's alright, are you the priest here?" She slowly approaches the priest looking around the church for anything suspicious. "I'm Anne Cooper, a journalist. And I was hoping, you could answer a few questions?"
silas will walk outside and start smoking his pipe....occasionally looking back at erica he will try to examine her out of the corner of his eye.though if he can't tell she is a wiccan/or supernatural in any form he will leave her be and explore the town itself a bit more:mainly looking for something to steal without the groups knowledge
[Cool, I hope it helps to keep track about what you need to touch upon.] Alexander inspected the building from the outside, nothing too suspicious came to his attention. Till he stood in front of one of the windows, a hole marred it. Bullet or Stone? Not sure. The former policeman went to the window and inspected the hole, he wanted to know what caused it.
Mira lean against church wall, waiting for rest of team. At this moment she has nothing to do, so she only watching near area and look at the graveyard.
"I'm Ray Clemens. I'm the priest here. Since you're a journalist and considering the time of year. I assume that you're going to be asking questions about those ridiculous pagans and their silly rituals out in the forest. I don't care to know much about them, but you can ask me waht you want." His mood sours into irritation at reminiscing about the wiccan's. The hole itself is large, about the size of a fist and there isn't any glass laying on the ground outside. It's pretty easy to guess that it was either a stone or a branch from a nearby tree if it was something more innocuous. As far as you can tell, Erica is just your typical normal American girl. She likes loud music, form-fitting jeans, and to play on her phone. So you head into town to look around. The center of the town is mostly residential and has maybe 3 or 4 streets that is pretty much just houses nestled up against one another. A few people walk past you going about their day, but none of them even really give you the time of day. As far as stealing something, it really depends on what you're intending on looking for. Most of the houses don't appear to be very secure, but they don't exactly have stuff just laying out in the street.
silas is just basically looking for some small tools he can just get away with: like a small hammer,some nails,something that wouldn't be noticed if he was seen with it
Seeing the priest get irritated at the wiccans, Sarah decides to ask about the murders. "Thank you, now for my first question. Aside from the wiccans, has anything strange been happening around town lately?" Sarah takes out her phone, and pretends to use it as a recorder.
It is seem, that is nothing coming from graveyard or that demon is so good in sneaking. Anyway, Mira get bored of waiting and go to join Alex. "Hmm... You find this hole too? On my eye, It could be everything since wandals to cultist."
Alexander nodded to Mira, 'Probably, maybe some kids with the wiccans who think it's cool to attack the Church, maybe revenge for the Inquisition's witch hunts or something. Did you ask the priest about it last time you were here?'
You search around for some things you can pilfer and do manage to find a small hammer that you can pocket. While you're looking for something else to pilfer you suddenly hear a female voice call at you from down the street. "Hello! Hey! Excuse me!" Turning around, you see a young woman running towards you. She has blonde curly hair and striking blue eyes. She's wearing a frilly button-down blouse that covers a fairly ample busom. Her skirt is long and green and thin enough that you can almost see through it when the sun hits it right and on her feet is a pair of sandals that slap against the bottom of her feet as she jogs towards you. Once she finally catches up, she pants a little. "sorry...I don't think that i've seen you around before. We're having a festival in town tonight and we'd really appreciate it if as many people as possible showed up." She hands you a flier and it's a really poorly made up advertisement for the Wiccan Lunar Festival tonight. He frowns irritably. "I'm sure anything strange that has happened in town lately has something to do with those cultists."
"I see, I don't doubt that. But what about you, father? Have you seen, or heard anything that doesn't seem normal?" Sarah keeps a serious expression, to keep her cover of being a journalist.
"Inquisition was in Europe, not America Sherlock. I think we should go to graveyard, when Sarah finished with priest. And no, I have't asked."
