This Old Basilica [Rated R for Cussing]

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

Down in the city, there is a loud crash. Followed by several bangs. And they're coming from the Vatican. From inside St. Peter's Basilica to be exact.

Sawyer is inside the massive cathedral, hard at work--for once. The top of his leaf suit lowered as he, dripping sweat, toiled away in the church. Having discovered a set of iron tools in one of the museums, he is busy making some not-so-subtle renovations to what had been--before it was stolen--the seat of the Catholic church and the home of the pope. The heavy pews are no longer anchored down and have been moved against one wall. Some will be nailed together to form beds, while others will be ripped apart and used to cover the stained-glass windows.

All the candles in the basilica have been collected and lay on the altar waiting to be sorted. All the gold and silver in St. Peter's--including most of the candelabras--have been tossed into two separate piles to be melted down and made into bullets. They'll eventually be joined by some of the iron, steel, and bronze in the museums. Only the tools and weapons that are useful as is will be left.

If anyone were to help him, he'd probably be a prick about it, but still appreciate it nonetheless.

Comments

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I had a Hellmouth for a hometown for around 20 years, what about you?"

Xander moved the pew, and critically studied it for a moment.

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"You had a what?" Sawyer asked.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander explained, "Hell Mouth. Entrance to hell juuuust under the ground over my town. Under our school, and the thing was a magnet for anything nasty or ugly to show up. Vampires, demons, and anything else listed in Giles moldy books."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Sounds cozy," Sawyer replied. The axe went up in the air and came back down again. "What the hell you tellin' me 'bout it for?"

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Because I got field time, and have helped trained girls that are so strong, even one of them could kick your ass."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Not impressed."

CRACK!!

The pew split completely in two with the fall of Sawyer's axe. Setting the tool down, Sawyer dragged the two large planks over to where he'd stacked the other neatly in a pile.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"That's ok, any show up, I'll be sure to point them your way."

And sit back and laugh at the asskicking.

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"You do that," Sawyer replied. "And while your doin' it, why don't you haul some of that over to Booger-face and see if he can't make some bullets out of it," he adds, pointing the piles of gold, silver, iron, steel, and bronze.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander eyed the pile, and picked up some of the pieces.

"Well the gold won't be any good. It's too soft. Silver be useful for any bad werewolves, takes down some demons too. Iron and steel will work.

And which booger face we talking about? Gotta narrow it down a little."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"The green guy," Sawyer grunted as he added the planks to the stack.

"The one with the attitude problem."

Sawyer commenting on somebody else's bad attitude? Pot, meet Kettle.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Oh Brainy, right."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, him," Sawyer grunted again as he adjusted the planks--making sure they were on the stack straight. "And while you're at it, ask him--since he's supposed to be so damned smart--if he can't come up some way to keep that slop Stacy calls food from spoilin' down here. That shit is gross already, the last thing I want is to have to eat it rancid if we get stuck down here for a while."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Well, just figure how hard it'd be to rig up a fridge unit around here."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah! Well that's just brilliant, Cyclops. Why didn't I think of that?" Sawyer replied with biting sarcams. "Oh yeah, I know, because a fridge needs power to work."