Thread: Reflection (Any; May 19th)

Sometime later Jano walks in dressed the same as before, his actions are the same as well siting down a row from the other kindred he quietly speaks the lords prayer in a old tong, siting silent there after.

Kalie recongizes the voice even if the words are foreign to her. She turns to silently regard the kindred with a nod of greeting should he turn from his prayers to regard her as well. She is alertly looking for signs in the man's behaviorisms that would indicate if he was open to being approach or if he wished to remain in his own quiet reflections.

After several moments pass slowly, Jano rises then walks in Kalie's Direction and nods as he passes then goes to the back row and sits again waiting respectfully and not to rush, His Empathy is made clear, if Kalie wished to speak with him it will be done out side,

Kalie nods her understandment and returns to her quiet meditation. After a few minutes she says a simple prayer in Latin.

"Nostrum Abbas , audite meus petitions. Verto non vestri visio me. Take non vestri manus manus ex meus existence."


Then she stands, genuflects again before the Cross and turns to leave, walking past the Ravnos back out of the church where she waits quietly for his approach. As she waits her eyes are drawn skyward.


OOC Translation: "Our Father, hear my petitions. Turn not your face from me. Take not your hand from my existence."

Jano turns and fallows bowing one last time to the Cross at the head of the room then leaving, he watches Kalie look up to the sky quiet as death, he smiles to himself and his thoughts as he sees her action. He waits not to disturb what may be her ritual.

Kalie's eyes return from the havens at his approach. "Good evening, my Direful Apocalyptic. It pleases me to see you well."

"Seems a Grim name? My Lovely "Virago Charmer" how is it you came by this name?"

Jano smiles and extends an arm displaying the request of honor in escorting her.

"If you will pardon my boldness it maybe an old custom but a lady should never be out at this hour unaccompanied."

Jano now bows.

"Grim times are upon many of us these nights," she says as she takes up his offer as an escort. "As for the name, well fate has it's hands upon many of us. I can only assume it is what has drawn you here."