Usually, Raeburn can choose not to show off his holy wear, as being targeted for such affiliation is not fun. Today though, Raeburn feels like there's a good chance people will take pity on a god or two. Dusting himself off, Raeburn prepares to get up and leave, as he drags some ragged box at his hand's side. Some might think Raeburn is carrying a hobo bag, but he is instead dragging along a kid's open storage box. As cute as this race car box, Raeburn has no idea where he has obtained such a thing, but he is aware that others cannot be beaten up with it. Sad.
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Tue Aug 31, 2021 6:01 am
Usually, Raeburn can choose not to show off his holy wear, as being targeted for such affiliation is not fun. Today though, Raeburn feels like there's a good chance people will take pity on a god or two. Dusting himself off, Raeburn prepares to get up and leave, as he drags some ragged box at his hand's side. Some might think Raeburn is carrying a hobo bag, but he is instead dragging along a kid's open storage box. As cute as this race car box, Raeburn has no idea where he has obtained such a thing, but he is aware that others cannot be beaten up with it. Sad.
Tue Aug 31, 2021 10:35 am
Well... That was a mess. Alisa wasn't a religious person by any stretch of the word, but like many Fiorian children she'd been baptized in the Illuminian faith, and even if her parents were hardly the most devout, she still attended church enough to recognize its rituals. She saw Brunhilds' actions as those of a single fanatic and her underlings, rooted in politics as much as religion if not more so. After all, faith and the church's influence were different matters altogether. Now that the conflict had settled, and yet the aftermath left a bitter taste in her mouth: Much as some fanatics once turned their fury towards the people, now many people had come to resent the not only the clergy, but even the followers of the Illuminian faith.
In the end, everything comes full circle. Eventually, her stroll lead her to cross paths with a man of the cloth, clearly looking down on his luck, Alisa sighed. This is exactly why she had supported Cassia in the first place: Seemed like Bosco had turned into a rather unwelcoming place once more, this time for men of faith...
"Good afternoon, Father.", she greeted with a warm smile, approaching the priest with the box in hand. Clad in a casual, sleeveless black sweeter sitting loosely around her torso and a breezy red skirt below, Alisa looked much like any other citizen, strolling leisurly throughout the streets. The sunglasses on her face might conceal her identity at first glance, but anybody who looked hard enough would defenitely recognize her. She didn't particularly mind it, even as she noticed so the gazes of so many people nearby turning into scowls when she placed a hefty pouch of the Jewels on the walking priest's donation box. At least that's what it looked like to her anyway, "Hopefully this should help you somewhat~"
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Thu Sep 02, 2021 1:04 pm
Just as he began to think of his current guild he noticed a very familar figure in the distance. A tall strong looking woman with flowing black hair was speaking to some tattered looking man. He wore what seemed to be religious garb, a simple black suit with a white collar.
"Hey, charitable as always I see." The young man said as he approached the two, giving a small polite smile to his guild master as he gave some money to the hobo himself. "Do you have time to talk? In private?" He'd ask her, not so much as acknowledging the man, focusing solely on the woman beside him.
Sun Sep 05, 2021 4:22 pm
"Thank you," replied Raeburn to the newcomers, stopping himself from adding "daughter". Unsure if he'll recognize Alisa or not, Raeburn commits the person's face to memory anyway. Staring awkwardly hard, Raeburn turns away from Alisa after committing the benefactor to memory. Hoping to gather the troops, Raeburn is pleasantly surprised on his start-up's acquisitions here. Accepting his race car's filled tummy, Raeburn will ensure the public will be answered. If there's one thing Raeburn doesn't care about though, it'd be the public of Bosco. Alas, it's hard challenging against oneself's holiness, disappointment shifts between joy too often.
"You won't regret this," said Raeburn to no one in particular. Not minding the dismissal of Raymus, Raeburn takes down the face of this person as well. A casual investment can have the greatest kindness in return. Rollin away in a walk, Raeburn shall find repayment monies.
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