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trans_92009-08-05 09:22 pm
birthmural) wrote in trans_92009-08-05 09:22 pm
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Blasphemy!
“By the Seven Circles!” Daimon cried.
He had been told that there were many places of worship in the city section of this strange ship but he could not believe how many there were. So many sacred buildings trapped within a foreboding craft. It was also horrifying to think of why they would be there. It was as though the people who built this Stacy creature were collecting landmarks. Daimon hoped it was a duplicate and they had not uplifted these holy places from their rightful home.
But even if they were fake, merely a copy, he could not help but be awed at the sight of the most holy buildings.
Without hesitation he walked to the Vatican only to discover it had been changed into an abomination.
"BLASPHEMY!"
He had been told that there were many places of worship in the city section of this strange ship but he could not believe how many there were. So many sacred buildings trapped within a foreboding craft. It was also horrifying to think of why they would be there. It was as though the people who built this Stacy creature were collecting landmarks. Daimon hoped it was a duplicate and they had not uplifted these holy places from their rightful home.
But even if they were fake, merely a copy, he could not help but be awed at the sight of the most holy buildings.
Without hesitation he walked to the Vatican only to discover it had been changed into an abomination.
"BLASPHEMY!"
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He'd been busy with the task, still unable to get anyone other than that Xander kid and the geek who made the food preserver to help him, when Daimon bellowed out. Stopping dead in his tracks, Sawyer turned and glared at the new arrival.
"Hey, jackass, keep it down. Some people are tryin' to work here."
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He knew he would get a "violation" for it but he didn't care.
This was blasphemy.
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It passed rather quickly and once it was gone, he glared back at Daimon. "Dude, what the fuck what that?!"
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Daimon strode right up to Sawyer. He lowered his trident to the man's throat. "That was soulfire." He pressed the points of the trident to Sawyer's skin. "Would you like to feel it again?"
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"Sure, why not," Sawyer answered, glaring up at Daimon defiantly. "You already got in one bitch-shot when I wasn't lookin', might as well make it two. So, go ahead, bitch, take your best shot."
But, just as Sawyer finished speaking he glanced downward, pointedly looking at the gun--the one he'd gotten taken away from him and eventually given back to him by Cybil--he had pointed right at the other guys groin.
"Unless, of course, you've gotten attached to Hank and the twins."
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"What have you done to the Basilica of St. Peter and why?"
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"Somehow, I think he'll get over it. And if he don't, then he's a douchebag anyway."
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Kill him. Kill this fool. Send his soul to your father's home and laugh at his pain.
Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not kill.
"You would willingly cast your soul into the everlasting fire?"
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The moment the trident was raised, Sawyer was aiming his gun at Daimon again. But he, however, didn't lower it again.
"It's a fuckin' building, you moron. And it just so happens to be the most defendable building in this damn place. I think the Almighty will understand if we hafta make a few changes to it to keep our asses alive."
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"How can you be so blind!" Daimon raised his trident once again. He had no desire to be shot to death, especially at this hands of this sacrilegious fool.
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"Leave now."
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He clearly wasn't budging.
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Sawyer still had his gun, Daimon just didn't care.
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...and nothing happened. He pulled the trigger again. Again, nothing.
Oh, shit!
"What the fuck!!" he hollered at the malfunctioning weapon.
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And then he threw Sawyer out of the church.
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He flew threw the air, landing on the stone steps with and rolling down half-way, scraping and bruising his body in the process, before he managed to stop himself. Small drops of blood dribbled down from his nose and the cut on his lip.
"All right, cock-monkey," Sawyer cursed, forcing himself to get up and start back up the stairs toward the basilica. "Now I'm pissed."
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"I will enjoy this."
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Rip his head from his body. Bathe in his blood.
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No. NO!
The grin fell from Daimon's face. His fingers loosened but not enough to allow air to pass into Sawyer's lungs.
THIS IS A HOUSE OF GOD. THOU SHALT NOT KILL.
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"Let. Him. Go. Now."
Someone out there just might be looking out for you, Sawyer.
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Daimon released Sawyer, still struggling to keep his darker half in check.
God give me strength.
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Sawyer stumbled back the instant he was released, his chest and stomach heaving as he gasped for air. His face felt warm as blood that had had it's flow constricted rushed to his brain.
"What...the hell...are ya...waiting for. Shoot the fucker!" he said, demanding Leon kill the bastard.
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He started to slowly pull Daimon backwards.
"Back up, slowly. Hands where I can see them."
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He did as Leon commanded.
"I am sorry for my actions." He said calmly.
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There was a 'clack-clack' of metal as Leon cuffed Daimon, and for the moment, secured him to part of the alter for the time being.
He then went over to check on Sawyer.
"Mind telling me what the hell happened?"
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"Fuck if I know," Sawyer replied, jerking away from Leon. "I was just inside workin' and His Holiness came in and went all jihad on my ass."
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Leon was catholic, and had been to the Vatican before, though that was on business. Sawyer hadn't exactly desecrated the place, but he had done a number on it.
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"Most of your wounds seem superficial at best, but you should still head down to medical and get checked out."
And as for Daimon, he was going to head to a new place to stay for a while. The brig.