http://deathbymidget.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] deathbymidget.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-12-19 07:52 am

Day 29: Chapel

Hiei didn't give a damn about religious services, meditation, or pretending to be social. The always sudden waking after night put him in a bad mood, this one particularly so. Even with Kurikara licking him like some perverted moron, the warmth the dragon provided was welcome in Hiei's bed, and missing when he woke, giving the surrounding air a greater sense of chill.

But the perfect thing to relieve his anger might just be making an appearance that morning, and that at least gave Hiei hope for a decent day.

Hopefully Kurikara and Kurama both would be clever enough to figure it out for themselves. Without hesitation, Hiei demanded to be led to the temple, taking a seat in one of the rear pews. Humans had a way of overdoing things, and this place wasn't really much exception to that. Granted Hiei's limited knowledge prevented him from realizing there were much more outrageous churches, but to the demon, the colored pieces of glass and polished wood seemed to be much.

It didn't matter, however. Either could be turned into weapons, perfect objects to slice into that damned head doctor's throat or bash in his skull. That was a thought worth grinning about.



[Feel free to pester. Just, uh, be aware that he's not exactly nice.]

[identity profile] qui-gonjinn.livejournal.com 2007-12-19 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Jedi didn't necessarily need a quiet place like this chapel to meditate or collect one's thoughts. The quiet did help, but it wasn't needed. An ideal Jedi, Qui-Gon felt, could meditate just about anywhere and at any time. Place would be irrelevant if one simply had the proper connection to the Force.

He hadn't seen Obi-Wan yet, but that was no sure sign that something had happened. The young man could take care of himself and it wasn't Qui-Gon's place to worry about him like he was an initiate - especially now that they were equals, now that Obi-Wan had crossed that threshold into becoming a full Knight. Obi-Wan becoming a Knight in this fashion would probably open up a whole new set of problems if they ever returned to the Republic, once Qui-Gon managed to explain how he wasn't quite as dead as everyone had thought. Toeing lines seemed to be a habit for him, but between pushing for Anakin and taking matters into his own hands to knight Obi-Wan, he'd probably toed one too many.

But that was a big if right there. Qui-Gon needed to focus on the now. As he settled into one of the wooden pews, lacing his fingers in his lap, he thought back to the problem of a crude comm link. They would need to figure out a way to construct one here, if they could find the parts. When he saw Obi-Wan next, he would have to fill him in on his plan and see if he had any suggestions.