The nun nods curtly upon seeing the white of the priest’s collar, hands reverently clasped together. “Greetings, Father. I don’t believe I’ve seen you among our congregation before.”

Gathering vital intelligence from the warm-hearted locals - Or, admittedly, some ‘roommate’ advice.

“With all due respect, Father, it’s rather difficult to surprise me, these days.” The mention of a ‘special case’ elicits a curious quirk of her brow. And…caution. Since most cases often meant /danger/. “What kind of support are you looking for, exactly?”

Is Ava being hounded by another far too inebriated and far too…/attentive/…bar patron again? Should she grab him by the collar and - /Ahem/. Should she intervene?

New…friend? She hasn’t the faintest (…and she really doesn’t…) idea what Ava is talking about. They’d agreed to keep a /low/ profile, after all.

Pretty local…? Surely, Ava isn’t referring to the kind stranger simply offering her some advice…? On what matters…she isn’t sure she can explain… But surely /no one/ is caressing /anyone’s/ hair…

⠀⠀⠀ ❝𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⟨ ⟲⋆♡ ⟩ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. #WNRP

No, Ava, they can’t bar patrons from entering the establishment without just cause. That’d be bad for business. But if someone /truly/ bothered the halo bearer…she might consider it. She wouldn’t want Ava to have to dread showing up for work…

That’s it. Just breathe. Focus.

] ]waiting ]in sacrifices

Jeanne d’Arc by Anato Finnstark

Edinburgh, Scotland

Executing the will of god by - Managing a bar in the alps… Tending to (*minor) injuries… - keeping a /low/ profile.

Well, she’s had a lot of practice. Especially when it comes to bandaging up a certain halo bearer after training… But it’s certainly not fun in the slightest… It’s quite serious and - Well, she just mostly worries…