Mercy

Knock, knock, knock. “Come in!”  Haruspex pushed open the heavy wooden door to Mercy’s private office, closing it softly behind him as the nun looked up from their paperwork. “Oh, Father Haruspex, hello.”  Haruspex returned their soft smile. “Forgive me for interrupting, Mercy. I was wondering if Angora had...

"Unless we want patrons to continue to track mud and detritus through the church, I suggest we get ourselves outside and start cleaning up. The path up to the chapel is entirely overwhelmed with mushrooms. Who would have guessed that ignoring my suggestion to pave the walkway would, indeed, be detrimental to the church." A familiar voice grumbles. Kuro's arms are crossed, his brow is furrowed heavy over his eyes, and he stares out of the front doors of the church toward the yard and ...

“- and I sweep around the pews as well; you’d be surprised what items get left behind.”  Mercy looked down at the written list Haruspex had handed them, and back up at him. “You do all of this every night?”  ...