[sermon 7] dearly beloved we gather here today to unite these souls in holy mogtrimony

[asipofbride]

WHO: Wolfwood + the cottage crew + you!
WHERE: the network + the cottage
WHEN: after the Fae Olympic fiasco
WHAT: so Wolfwood has a question for anybody more learned than he. which is most people. the religious cult was a bit pared to scope on what they taught. he's also living the fallout in real time and maybe, just maybe, the desert planet doesn't sound so bad?
WARNINGS: n/a at the moment!

how much legal advice can you get for an apple pie and a prayer; network post; text; un: ndwolfwood

so i have a question that i'm asking for a friend.

ya'll know them white flying rat-bear things with the head tumors on a string?

how, uh. how legally binding is marital paperwork if they deliver it to you? asking for a friend.

... the friend is me. they showed up at my door and threw sparkly trash at me and gave me rings and wouldn't leave until i pulled a gun on them and now Dante's not talking to me from where he's laying on the floor and Vash went out the window after them

i dont know how to be married help
don't open the door for those little shits
i can dump water on devils right it won't make them melt or turn into steam

don't even have to go to the chapel you're already married; action

[ this is a two cigarette problem.

Wolfwood has one cigarette in his mouth and another in his hand and he's just sort of staring out of the window if anyone wants to drop by--or if any of the residents of the cottage want to hash out what the White Menace just brought to their doorstep.

Slappy the Popplio is balancing the rings on his nose and having a grand ol' time, all things considered. ]

Comments

[asipofbride]

I don't know. I never bothered to think about it.

[ maybe he'll pat Kni on the head a little, grudgingly. ]

Ain't nobody's fault. Might be the shopkeeper for that sketchy-ass store, though. This feels like when he sends me shit to bother me in the mail.

[ornamentals]

I've read that they do. Churches like the big one in the city.

[arms crossed, eyes ahead watching outside the same window as wolfwood. he feels bad and both vash and dante look really stressed.

he huffs a sigh.]

I don't understand this place. Nothing makes sense.

[asipofbride]

[ usually he wouldn't smoke in the house but this is just. a situation all the way around. ]

I dunno if we'd be welcome in a place like that. None of the three of us really have anything faith in anything but ourselves, you know?

[ gonna give the baby plant a scritchy ]

It's a whole lotta somethin', ain't it.

[ornamentals]

[kni will allow him this one (1) time without complaint. the familiarity is a little comforting right now, but he won't say that.]

I know.

[faith in yourself, kni could understand that.

head stritches... aren't so bad.]

Have you never thought about it before?

[asipofbride]

[ don't make him mother you again, you prickly pear ]

Nah. I expected to be dead in the sand before I hit thirty. I was the Punisher, not anything else. Not someone another person could make a life with.

[ornamentals]

[stop, he's very weak to it.]

But they do-- Vash and Dante.

[at least vash he's certain of.]