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ah. he clasps his hands behind his back, feeling the itch of some voice skittering around them, taunting him again for his temper.
“ and i apologize for the way i expressed my frustration.” he sighs. even after all these years and distance, he is still his parent’s son.
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that snarling thing he was raised with dug into his skin and became muscle memory. “you deserved a more civil reaction, and i should not have lashed out with the vitriol i displayed. far be it from me to criticize another for their tiny pleasures, even ones
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the conversation expands out to the rest of the cavia and loid himself as she watches, and the general mood seems to be that they’re in agreement that the encroachment must be handled, but there’s also so much more that’s more important.
the priest breaks off from
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// i did a long run in the circuit last night and ran lyon for the entire time and delighted at how snippy this man is. at one point he yelled ‘yes yes rap tap tap’
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he’s not in his usual place, instead out with tagfer discussing if it’s worth it to sweep that sand back as best as possible. it’s been a conversation revisited a few times by now.
he has a feeling the devil is both surprised by the depth of something as simple as preparing candles, and humoring him.
he briefly explains the meanings of the herbs he uses, that the oil he uses is sacred, but mostly just used to keep the herbs on the cold candle wax.
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hm no by the amount of scoffing and rolling his eyes he does at their religious habits, it’s quite safe to assume he hasn’t ever done such a thing.
he takes a step to the side, wiping his hands off with a rag.
“ dressing a candle is a simple or complicated as you
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wish it to be.” invites him to where he was standing with a gesture. “some carve things into their candles first or press herbs into the wax or stop simply with oil. the point is intention. do you burn this candle with hope that the light it emits will guide you,
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he’s overthinking it. yes. lyon’s thumb presses the pad of his thumb along the tip of the candle, smushing the wick and dragging part of the wax forward, and then back down into the base of the candle, leaving an indent. a little of it lingers still on his finger.
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it’s a coin flip, really, on how these next moments will go. a test of will, one might say.
normally he’d ignore roathe and be good and normal and pious. but the devil is right there, and sometimes the coin lands on the other side.
sacred oils are dripped over
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taper candles, spread across the wax with a calloused hand (perhaps with a little more attention to the task than necessary). then herbs are pressed into the oil, mindful of the wick, and the candle is set aside for the next one to be prepared. oil spread along
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his eye flicks over to the devil, a gleam of amusement there before he returns his attention back to what he’s doing.
“ should i assume you have come over to watch me dress these candles, then? or is your mind filled with perversions already?”