Jeanne - [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmMWha-sBnc]Redemption[/url]

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As she remained steadfastly knelt before the altar, the ascetic paid no heed to the grumblings behind her at first. It seemed at least that the man had decided to come in to house himself from the weather, and she would not hinder him from such. His voice followed her, the harshness of slang upon each syllable causing her to cringe beneath the edge of her hood; but she said nothing concerning it. The two of them were from differing backgrounds; she would not judge him, for that was not under her discretion. That power rested within the vestments of one entity, and she was not Him. 

Two things transpired first. First he asked what she was saying, and the second came in a sharply close procession. He inquired who someone was, and his voice was focused away from her. It meant that somehow, not on a Sunday but on a Thursday, there were people inside the church. She slowly stood and turned to face the distant newcomer, and at first she [i]almost[/i] reacted violently; however, common sense and her composure caught her first.

The feathers of light had shone brighter for just a moment, but then faded to their usual state.

Before her stood a Devil.

Another rumble of thunder from the heavens overhead snapped her out of the sheer volume of surprise she held, and she finally stepped from her place before the altar. While she traversed the distance with effortless grace, the feathers she stepped over dissipated into nothingness, leaving a haunting, luminescent dust that whisked through the air. The bedeviled man was courteous, and more eloquent than the deliveryman, but she would address Terrell's question first. Since it was rather simple to do so.

Before her form, her hands folded together, and her rosary came wrapped around both sets of fingers in front of her. [b]"Firstly, I apologize for assuming your status in wealth, and what I said was a prayer speaking to God, and what I plan to do in his name."[/b] She began with, before finishing such with a definitive satement. [b]"It is a oath to God. Translated to English from Latin it states the following:"[/b] Her head bowed, and she clearly gave for the prayer once more, this time in a tongue the two of them would understand. [b]"And a Shepherd I shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, so that my feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So I shall flow a river forth to Thee, And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen."[/b]

The Archangel lingered quietly then, with her head bowed pensively before the two. [b]"It is an oath to fight to deliver us, and the city from evil. As long as the Lord sees fit for me to continue doing so."[/b]

[b]"Yet, that does not matter. Not now."[/b] She expired a silence that hung heavily upon the air after a few moments longer. Her head tilted towards the Devil. [b]"I know Terrell's name, and why he is here. What is your name, and why are you here? Are you in need of hope, or redemption? What can St. Peter and the Saints offer the both of you?"[/b]