Falling forward, back into orbit
Gideon Clemments
The Priest

Age: 52 | Height: 6' 1" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak
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It was nice to have a captive audience in Finn, the man's intent gaze keeping Gideon talking. While he was proud of his temple and the people who attended, it didn't take any huge amount of observance to notice the occasional visitor yawning or glazing over during his sermons, their presence more of an obligation than a calling of passion.

"Maybe...that might be something I ask next time I pray." He nodded slowly, considering Finn's words, something he'd never thought about before. Perhaps, Gideon thought, it would be worth coming to visit again with more specific questions and tales, to hear the researchers ideas.

With that said, he had things to do, and he'd gotten all of the gossip he could out of Finn. With a couple of extra light comments on the war, he said his goodbyes, though Gideon knew this wasn't the last they'd see of each other.

{FIN}
GIDEON
And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly


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