[aw] the wrath of the Lamb

Willam la Chemin · 09-13-2012, 06:35 PM

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Willam had been informed by Ithiel of this project and so she had gone out from Inferni to get something so that she could add to the place. She didn't really know what else to do. The only construction that she had ever really done had been the travois but that was a simple enough project. Well, that and the makeshift training equipment. But still neither were that big of a project. Neither had expanded to use by the general public. it wasn't anything like what Ithiel had proposed to do. She greatly enjoyed the idea but wasn't certain how she could help out exactly.

Willam approached the mansion and headed inside. She made her way to where the chapel was being built. When she got there she was surprised to see how much had been done already. Had Ithiel done all of this by himself? He was the only one around so Willam figured that this was all his handiwork. It wasn't exactly like la Chemin but it was enough to remind her of home. It gave the female hope that more of Infenri would come together for group activities and meetings. Perhaps it was a silly thought but that was the one thing that she really missed about la Chemin.

Once she was done gawking Willam quickly bowed her head. She clutched the book that she had brought with her tightly to her chest, suddenly feeling quite nervous. "I'm here." The words sounded so stupid to her own ears. Of course she was here. He could easily see that. "I... I brought you something..." She tripped and stumbled over the words. Refusing to look up she held her arms stretched out from her body in order to present him with the book. She had traded for the materials to create it, transcribing a replica to her own bible. She had spent days on the project and now felt foolish as she handed it over. She doubted that it would mean to him what it meant to her. It was the first true gift that she had ever given. He had been on her mind for every step of its creation.

The sound of someone else entering the room had Willam quickly dropping the bible, should Ithiel had not taken it from her, and quickly moved away from the male. She couldn't explain why she felt so jumpy and nervous, that she was getting caught doing something naughty and wrong. It wasn't like either in the room were leadership that she had to impress and garner favor from. Or was that where it stemmed from? Had she been trying to impress Ithiel and gain his favor?

Willam forced herself to look up to see who had come in only to find it was a female that she didn't know. The brown coated female had brought a tray with her. Willam accepted a portion of food from the tray when it was presented to her. "Thank you." The words were spoken quietly before Willam closed her eyes to offer up a silent prayer. Once that was done with she placed the food into her mouth and ate. "A confessional is missing." She spoke once she had swallowed. Willam felt as if she could use a confessional right about now.

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