forum Cult RP (CLOSED)

Started April 12, 2018 by @WriteOutofTime

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Chrysa said the prayer, it's word's burning her tongue. They felt like ash.

Morrigan dutifully repeated the prayer, successfully hiding he disgust.

Walker’s mother nudged him, and he murmured along with the rest of the group. He felt like his body was on autopilot, just going through the motions.

Pandora mouthed along, hope in her heart.

"And, as always, we will obey," Enzo finished, smiling as they repeated it. "Thank you for a wonderful service. I will see you all tomorrow at six AM for morning service."

Pandora bobbed her head along with everyone else and tried to walk calmly out of the hall.

Morrigan followed Pandora out, letting her face relax into her default after-service expression: disgust.

Enzo stayed a moment after most of his congregation had departed from the worship building. He lifted his gaze to the sky. "Dear Goddess, give me strength to do what I must," he whispered, letting the silence soothe him. He didn't want to be angry when he spoke to Walker. He took a breath and then headed outside, his eyes searching the crowd for Walker.

Walker separated from his family, beginning to make his way through the crowd.

"Walker!" Enzo called, his voice and expression the picture of calm. He strode towards where Walker was making his way through the crowd. "Can I have a word?"

Walked tensed up when he heard Priest Enzo said his name. Walker forced a polite smile as he turned to face the man. “Of course, sir.”

"How are you this evening?" Enzo began, unsmiling.

Walkers jaw clenched and he shrugged his shoulders. “I’m fine, tired but fine.” That was at least true.

"Tired?" Enzo questioned. "I could tell. You looked a bit deadpan in service today." His face remained unaltered, but his voice was cold.

“Yes, er, sorry about that..,” Walker said. It chilled him to the bone to know that Enzo had been watching him personally. “I’ll make sure to go to bed early so I won’t be tired at tomorrow’s service.”

"May I suggest therapy?" Enzo asked. "Becoming mindful and calming your thoughts are pivotal in overcoming insomnia. I know many who suffered from…similar afflictions. Compliance therapy proved to be quite helpful."

Walker had seriously grown to hate the word compliance. “Possibly, I’ll discuss it with my parents.”

"Alright. Let me know about how that goes at tomorrow's service." Enzo clasped a hand on Walker's shoulder, squeezing slightly. "The goddess thanks you for your obedience."

Walker resisted the urge to grimace at the man’s touch, and he forced a wavering smile, nodding his head quickly.

"I look forward to speaking with you again tomorrow," Enzo said, releasing him. He smiled, nodded, and began to walk away. He had other hands to shake, other people to address. But the thought of Walker's sullen expression in a sea of worshipping faces set him on edge.

Chrysa walked up to Walker after Enzo had left him, "You okay?"

Walker looked over at Chrysa and ran a hand through his hair. “That guy seriously freaks me out sometimes…”

Pandora trailed after Chrysa. "Hey, Walker." She muttered.

“Hey, Pandora,” Walker said back. His mind felt preoccupied. Of course he wouldn’t bring it up with his parents. He would just tell Enzo that they were thinking about it.