Angel of God, my guardian dear...

[jocularity]

Who: Father Mulcahy, and anyone who wants to bother him
What: Prayers and peace, and practising with growth
When: Any time in June
Where: The Park
Rating: ...PG? He's a priest, it won't get much higher than that.



It was hard being a priest in a city of gods. That much was clear from the very start. But it didn't stop Francis Mulcahy from trying his best. As far as he was concerned, it was just another test from God, and one which happened to be a very personal battle.

The great outdoors was always peaceful for him, which is why he found himself in the park, having used the solitude to pray, and try and regain a sense of equilibrium. But something kept annoying him - this power he was supposed to have, which he'd been ignoring since arrival. So, spying a dying daisy as he sat on the grass he began to focus on it, willing it to grow again. Plants were something he so loved, and they did bring joy and life to so much.

Comments

[bythewaves]

"To commemorate the lost? A good flower for that." Maglor nods. "But as you say, probably not the best of choices. Snowdrops we are likely too late for, unless you can find a fellow Growth user who is willing to try and coax one awake for you."

[jocularity]

"Indeed. But pear trees, you say? Fresh fruit is still a novelty where I come from, so there may be something in that." In Korea, the only thing fresh was the Hawkeye's attitudes towards the nurses.

[bythewaves]

"If I am remembering correctly." Maglor nods. "Oh, I think you will find it a welcome commodity here, also - we have been a little tight for fresh foods since the last attack sealed one of the gates. Those of us who can hunt do so, and I deem us in a much better position than we might have been due to the ability of our Growth users, but fresh fruit would go down a treat."

[jocularity]

Well now. He'd been looking for something to work towards, and he might just have it. He nodded gratefully at Maglor. "Yes, that sounds familiar. Then that's given me something to work towards now."

[bythewaves]

A small bow and Maglor smiles "Then I am glad to have been of assistance, my friend, little though it be."