[ that shitpost where it's like "oh its over for you now idiot im in your head"
he'll take axel's word for not making a mess - he's a fairly fastidious person, anyhow - and this seems extremely sticky. can't eat it fast enough. as they're emerging from the photobooth area proper, he takes the moment to tuck the second photo strip into his pocket, and that's when his arm gets taken.
it's not an unwelcome gesture - though it is a little surprising. temenos huffs a laugh when he realizes he's being pulled along, and after a moment, folds his hand lightly against axel's wrist to let him lead the way, holding the ice cream bar out of the way so it doesn't drip or melt. off to the bench!
once they're settled, he doesn't unlace their arms, though he sits gracefully and crosses his ankles where he's settled, bringing the popsicle back up to his mouth. the question gets a wry smile from temenos, caught very much enjoying this little present, and he looks at him out of the corner of his eye, smiling like a guilty child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ]
Aha. [ busted ] ...you could say that, yes. Nothing soothes the pain of a torturously long scripture memorization session quite like a pastry or two.
Thankfully Axel's probably also put away the photo strip he's gotten, but hearing the laugh that escapes Temenos? Like music to his ears. He resists the urge to make a ringing church-bells comparison but it crosses his mind because sometimes? Axel is just a certain level of embarrassing cringe.
Feeling the way the other man rests his hand just so against his wrist might just make him feel like being so.
He sees the kind of look directed his way after they've seated, a snort escaping the red head with ease. ]
Long scripture memorization session, eh? Being a holy man's really a bunch of hard work. Not that I'm too surprised about that.
[ Maybe sweets can be considered a blessing in that case. ]
Glad you agree. Sometimes, it's the little things, you know?
[ he's cringe and free and i love that for him. temenos is completely unaware of this (probably), seemingly content even if he's been caught with his sweet tooth; he's rarely ashamed of any of his behaviors, and this is one of those.
in fact, he seems to relax a little. the affection week makes it easy to lean against his arm as he's finishing off his treat, thoughtful pauses interspersed with delicious ice cream. ]
Mmm. The scriptures, the histories, the mythology - to be the inquisitor requires that you know the doctrine backwards and forwards, lest someone question your knowledge of it. That's my job, after all, and one cannot cite heretics without knowing first what makes heresy.
[ which is knowledge he's intimately familiar with. ] Believe it or not, spending time in the Church is most often "torturously long" in all manners of the word.
[ he has sat through many, many sermons, on top of it all - he gestures with the ice cream bar, eyes twinkling a bit, amused. ] So, yes. Certainly the little things.
I pray that you don't have to sit around doing the same? [ memorizing scripture. like. duh, but it's a little teasing. ] Unless you've a holy background you're going to surprise me with, all of a sudden.
[ Feeling Temenos lean against his arm just like that causes another smile to spread across his face. Though, he's definitely listening closely, hanging onto every word the cleric is saying. ]
That's a fair point. But, I'm sure no one would fault you if you ever needed to recall some like...obscure thing with flash cards from time to time. [ He's joking. Axel knows holy guys need to stay on top of that. ] But, I don't think I've ever heard of an inquisitor before. It sounds kind of like you ask a lot of questions, am I right?
...And it also sounds like you'd need a vacation every now or then.
[ But, at the question, Axel shakes his head with a slight smile. ]
Nah. Well, unless you count being counted as technically a Warrior of Light as having a 'holy background'. Which, you know, I don't, just so you know.
[ He puts a finger up to his own lips playfully as to say 'don't tell anyone I said that' even if it doesn't matter. ]
And I sure didn't do much 'studying' about being one. But, of course we've got our own brand of troublemakers, you know? Those who do enjoy consorting with the Darkness, or whatever.
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he'll take axel's word for not making a mess - he's a fairly fastidious person, anyhow - and this seems extremely sticky. can't eat it fast enough. as they're emerging from the photobooth area proper, he takes the moment to tuck the second photo strip into his pocket, and that's when his arm gets taken.
it's not an unwelcome gesture - though it is a little surprising. temenos huffs a laugh when he realizes he's being pulled along, and after a moment, folds his hand lightly against axel's wrist to let him lead the way, holding the ice cream bar out of the way so it doesn't drip or melt. off to the bench!
once they're settled, he doesn't unlace their arms, though he sits gracefully and crosses his ankles where he's settled, bringing the popsicle back up to his mouth. the question gets a wry smile from temenos, caught very much enjoying this little present, and he looks at him out of the corner of his eye, smiling like a guilty child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ]
Aha. [ busted ] ...you could say that, yes. Nothing soothes the pain of a torturously long scripture memorization session quite like a pastry or two.
[ sometimes you get by with sweets. ]
This is good. Worth the tokens, I believe.
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Thankfully Axel's probably also put away the photo strip he's gotten, but hearing the laugh that escapes Temenos? Like music to his ears. He resists the urge to make a ringing church-bells comparison but it crosses his mind because sometimes? Axel is just a certain level of embarrassing cringe.
Feeling the way the other man rests his hand just so against his wrist might just make him feel like being so.
He sees the kind of look directed his way after they've seated, a snort escaping the red head with ease. ]
Long scripture memorization session, eh? Being a holy man's really a bunch of hard work. Not that I'm too surprised about that.
[ Maybe sweets can be considered a blessing in that case. ]
Glad you agree. Sometimes, it's the little things, you know?
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in fact, he seems to relax a little. the affection week makes it easy to lean against his arm as he's finishing off his treat, thoughtful pauses interspersed with delicious ice cream. ]
Mmm. The scriptures, the histories, the mythology - to be the inquisitor requires that you know the doctrine backwards and forwards, lest someone question your knowledge of it. That's my job, after all, and one cannot cite heretics without knowing first what makes heresy.
[ which is knowledge he's intimately familiar with. ] Believe it or not, spending time in the Church is most often "torturously long" in all manners of the word.
[ he has sat through many, many sermons, on top of it all - he gestures with the ice cream bar, eyes twinkling a bit, amused. ] So, yes. Certainly the little things.
I pray that you don't have to sit around doing the same? [ memorizing scripture. like. duh, but it's a little teasing. ] Unless you've a holy background you're going to surprise me with, all of a sudden.
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That's a fair point. But, I'm sure no one would fault you if you ever needed to recall some like...obscure thing with flash cards from time to time. [ He's joking. Axel knows holy guys need to stay on top of that. ] But, I don't think I've ever heard of an inquisitor before. It sounds kind of like you ask a lot of questions, am I right?
...And it also sounds like you'd need a vacation every now or then.
[ But, at the question, Axel shakes his head with a slight smile. ]
Nah. Well, unless you count being counted as technically a Warrior of Light as having a 'holy background'. Which, you know, I don't, just so you know.
[ He puts a finger up to his own lips playfully as to say 'don't tell anyone I said that' even if it doesn't matter. ]
And I sure didn't do much 'studying' about being one. But, of course we've got our own brand of troublemakers, you know? Those who do enjoy consorting with the Darkness, or whatever.