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A pipe burst at home and killed the electricity. I have no idea how long it will take to be fixed.

If I'm lucky things will be back in order shortly but I truthfully am really not sure. I can write at work but my time is limited cause of how my job works.

If it's looking like a long term deal I will upgrade to an official away.

Serenity Prayer
"Jesus H, Crouchy, you're okay," Enzo didn't know whether to laugh with relief or cry because he was relieved just so see that once of his friends wasn't dead. Like, how fucked up was that, when you had to be glad that someone hadn't been shot or stabbed before you got a chance to see them?

He headed towards the front of the church, picking up his pace just a little. Vinny tried to smile, but it didn't really feel right. Maybe he just had to take the small boosts to his spirits where he could find them.

Nate's question took him further aback than he'd either expected or wanted to really think about. The smile returned and departed again in the space of a second. "I've been... it's, ah... yeah..." he trailed off, shrugged, shook his head. "I'm shitty, thanks for asking," an absurd laugh bubbled up within Enzo, and he let it before it died away. "But not dead, I guess. Woo, go me."

Enzo hopped onto the back of one of the pews, perched on the rest, planted his feet on the seat.

For several long seconds, he said nothing, and then glanced back at Nate. Uncharacteristically seriously, he spoke again.

"How you holding up?"

Serenity Prayer
((Vincenzo continued from Seediq Bale))

A chapel. Wasn't that some shit?

Enzo's parents were sort of religious. Like, the 'we don't go to church but we'll still grab your ear for blaspheming' flavour of religious. Vincenzo wasn't, and honestly barely even thought about it. He had too much on his own plate to try and make friends with God, and he'd always assumed that if the big guy was around, He'd sort of see that Enzo was making his best effort and not really get on his case too much.

So all in all, Enzo wasn't really sure what drew him to the building now, other than maybe wanting to get in out of the elements for a little while. He wasn't sure he had anything to discuss with God right now—not that wouldn't have had his parents really chew him out for. Vinny didn't really feel like doing that either. What would be the point? Wasn't like Jesus C. was going to descend from on high, karate chop the collar off his neck, and then float him back home.

Vinny stepped inside, and then froze. Someone was sitting there at the front of the rows of pews. Even though his last encounter with someone ostensibly dangerous had gone okay, Enzo didn't want to chance his luck. He wasn't even sure that Kimiko would be as non-murderous as she was the other day if he ran into her again.

Enzo paused, squinted closer. Though, the size of that person sitting down was distinct. Or distinctly lacking, either or. He only knew one person in the class with that kind of height. A teammate, even a friend.

"Crouchy? Crouchy, is that you?"

Seediq Bale
"Yeah, well, you are."

Enzo straightened up and gave Kimiko an intent look.

"They can't take that away from you, Snake. You'll always be a person."

Kimiko left not long afterwards. Enzo just sat there. So that was what it was like being in the same room as a murderer, huh? Not much different from just being in the room with regular ol' Kimiko from back home.

Which was, he supposed, the point.

((Enzo continued in Serenity Prayer))