From: babalon	Date: December 4th, 2010 11:11 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"What falsehoods?" Emilie snorted, "Get yourself to a shelter, and out of my fucking face. I hear the soup's free!"

	From: sim	Date: December 4th, 2010 11:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"If you keep shouting at people in public you should worry about your own demise" Sim shouted back, not really bothered about looking entirely crazy himself.

	From: crescentcitynpc	Date: December 4th, 2010 11:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"A day of reckoning will come and you will see! You will all see! Those undeserving of God's mercy will fall and the innocent will ascend with Him in His glory," he fell into mumbling to himself again and hopped off his milk crate. He sat down on it and held his knees, rocking back and forth to comfort himself. "Madness, madness, they bring madness."

	From: babalon	Date: December 5th, 2010 12:04 am (UTC)		(Link)

"I welcome that day!" Emilie grinned and shook her head, knowing full well that Rapture, like the rest of the man's religion, was just a myth.

Then again, most people thought witches were just a myth. She didn't bother thinking about this. Instead she turned to her friend and rolled her eyes with a laugh--intensely casual despite the fact that the two of them had just gotten into a heated argument in public with an obviously crazy homeless guy.

"Fuck this, guy's crazy." Emilie affirmed before starting to head back toward the book shop again.

	From: sim	Date: December 5th, 2010 12:09 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Crazy and he smells like shit" Sim added, spitting on the floor near where the man was rocking back and forth. He followed the green haired girl again, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"So anyway, about you doing my homework..."