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Monsignor Cyrus Passerine

@father_cyrus

He/Him • 36 • Priest at St. Michael the Archangel’s Church

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He can’t ever have a normal night. He freezes up when he hears someone behind him. He whips his head around to get a look at whoever had snuck up behind him. “Hello?-“

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He was dressed in the typical priest casual wear with a cardigan. He looks like a rabbit that’s about to bolt at any sudden movements. “And why is that…?”

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Oh. He wasn’t expecting that. A small blush forms on Cyrus’s face as he looks into the other’s eyes. The eyes staring back at him were a leafy green. “Ah… you’re not human, are you?”

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“I was just going for a scroll. Clearing my mind is all.” He fiddles with the cross he wore around his neck. Mostly as a fidget toy, and less evoking the Lord. He looks to the side sheepishly.

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“No, I was not aware of what lives here. But I’m guessing more not humans.” He looks down to the cross he was fiddling with. “Oh, I suppose I am. Subconsciously. I fiddle with it when I’m nervous.”

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“A little bit- with all this talk of danger… perhaps I should be going then.” The crucifix was worn down from years of being touched when nervous.

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“And am I safe alongside the most dangerous creature in the forest? Or does the most dangerous creature residing here have something in store for me?”