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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-02-07 05:31 pm

Till Death (or Liftoff) Do Us Part

Once Domalai made sure the crew was fully informed of what was expected of them in the upcoming rituals, he showed them over to where the Rituals of Judgement and Joining would be performed.

As they neared the gate that led into the city of Orongo, they could see many other people milling about, waiting for their turn to undergo the rituals themselves. The crew, of course, being a special case, are moved to the front of the line. Thankfully, everyone seems to be in a good enough mood that no one puts up a fuss about it.

The first area they were brought to had a simple stone circle, around which were three smaller circles. Two Moai priests were waiting there as they approached, and Domalai moved over to join them before speaking up.

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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-11 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Sam, on the other hand, was too used to doing things that would make him freeze if he thought about them too closely. He dipped his finger into the paint, looked Xander in the eye for a moment before he drew the first thing he thought of: a pentagram in a circle. Ancient protection symbol.

Even here, he couldn't get his mind away from work.

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-11 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Xander glanced down, recognizing it.

"Willow's used that. Protection right?"

He wasn't one for research, but you pick up things over time. Especially all the field time he clocked in. He gulped and dipped his fingers into the paint before starting to draw another symbol he remembered seeing Giles and Willow use for warding.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-11 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, protection." Sam wasn't much on art, so this was probably going to get...esoteric. Mostly because what he knew of symbolism came from Hunting.

He looked down at the symbol that Xander painted and grinned. "Thanks." Of course he knew it.

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-11 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander gave a weak laugh, "Knew all that field time was good for something."

He then fell silent to focus on the painting, trying not to think of Anya and his adventures with chocolate, or thinking of how good the fruits smelled. And he is absolutely not thinking of Sam's hands on him. Not at all.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-11 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
In that, at least, Sam was having similar problems. Also was not examining why he wasn't thinking about that too closely. The answer might be weirder than he could deal with at the moment.

He finished painting Xander's chest and along his arms, then paused. "I...think that's enough?"

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Xander was distracted and still smearing paint on Sam's chest before he belatedly blinked.

"Huh, what?"

He then shook his head and somehow brought his head up without really making eye contact with Sam.

"Oh yeah, yeah that should be...good."
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-12 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
It was more that Sam didn't want to start on backs. It wasn't like people weren't going to see plenty of that as it was.

He nodded, reaching up and pushing his hair back out of his eyes. "Right. So...I guess we find a priest."

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander had his share of the scars, though not quite as numerous as Sam's. He did catch sight of the scar to his back around the spine, but he didn't ask. That was up to the other guy to talk about it if he wanted to.

He turned his head, used to compensating for his limited line of sight, "Yeah Uh you want to ask that one there or... Maybe you should ask." he was still having trouble talking around him.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-12 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Which wasn't likely to happen if he wasn't asked. Then again, who knew what might come out during the conversations when they had to spend the night together.

That neither of them had considered THAT part meant they really hadn't thought this through yet.

Sam followed Xander's line of sight (abbreviated as it was) to take note of the priest before nodding. "Yeah. I'll go ahead and talk to him."

It turned out there wasn't actually a lot of talk involved, because the priest waved them over happily as they got closer. "Guess that's the easy part," he muttered, shrugging before kneeling down.

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
They really hadn't, and there was a lot about Sam that Xander didn't know about still.

He blinked his eye at the smiling priest, and shrugged.

"Right, easy," just ignore the fact his heart felt like it was going to gallop out of his chest. He knelt down, and faced Sam. The priest reminded him on the eye contact before beginning to chant. He looked back, trying to not to look so nervous as the chanting notes had a weird under vibe to it and lights starting swirling again. He missed seeing Sam's Judgement so he didn't know what to expect.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-13 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
And by the time Xander had come up for Judgement, Sam had been fighting to get a shirt.

The colors swirled around them, green and orange and blue and Sam's red shot through with grey. A bit of a reminder that Sam wasn't alone in his own head, though Schmuz found this whole wedding thing entirely boring and was grumping.

It went on like that for a few minutes, the lights and chant working together until the song finally came to an end. Sam blinked, looking up. "That's it?"

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Xander was surprised too as he looked up in turn.

"I guess so? Big build up, liiiittle show." The priest then nodded to them that they were indeed done. He pointed out the huts to them.

Xander got up, and then froze again.

"We have to go there, whoa, but there's two beds right? Yeah, yeah just like that motel in Oxnard where you can ask two queens if you need to."
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-13 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
Sam stared at the huts, biting his bottom lip. Okay, he...hadn't thought that far ahead. "Uh...yeah. It's probably just like that. Though, you know, it's not that hard to find motels that do two queen beds." Sam figured he probably knew where just about every one of them was in the US these days.

He looked at the priest, then back to Xander. "You know, I'm not tired yet. Maybe we should go into the city, see what's there and all."

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander shook his head emphatically, "Nope, not tired at all, not even a little. We could Uh grab some food or something."
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2011-02-13 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Food would be good," Sam agreed. "And..." He looked down at himself, then at Xander. "A bath and clothes?"

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander gulped as Sam looked him over, though he agreed quickly, "Yeah, yeah, something a little less sticky and naked would be a-ok." Hopefully the hut had a shower or there was some place to get cleaned up.