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'CAUSE I'M BROKEN

characters: Remington, Matt, Quentin, Coraline, Aziraphale, Jason Grace, Wanda, and OPEN to anyone!
location: the church
date/time: Throughout September, following the announcement of the church’s desecration.
content: Everyone’s working together to get the church back in order!
warnings: N/A

[Entering the church, you’ll see that Remington is already assessing all the damage firsthand. As he moves around, he places damages pieces of furniture in groups depending on what appears to be their level of damage: minor, moderate, and major. There’s plenty of head-scratching, of course, and if you’re carrying any supplies, he gestures to one area he seems to have set up as a makeshift tool bench.]

Hey, um, hi! Thanks for coming. This is really a mess, isn’t it? So it’s…kind of all hands on deck at the moment. Let me know if you have any questions or need help getting started.

[He’ll advise anyone who needs direction based on their expressed skill level or areas of expertise from anything to sorting through debris to determine what is or isn’t usable in its current state, to minor fixes, to marking items that need complete reconstruction.]

Don’t throw out anything; I already know what I want to do with any leftover scraps. Just put them all in that empty crate over there.

[He must’ve managed to commandeer one from the general store.]

((OOC: Feel free to make your own toplevels! I’ll be placing my own for Remington, so it can be handwaved that he’s already given your character a task if they need one to get themselves started.))

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[ Aziraphale is here to help in any way he can, and often brings whatever he's been trying to cook to share with all the volunteers, though it quickly becomes apparent that he's not very good at cooking.

He is, however, somehow extremely good with repairs, apparently. Anyone who passes him anything broken will get it handed back about ten minutes later, with some vague and slightly incoherent rambling about how oh it just needed a little sanding or yes just putting this over there did the trick, have to get back, but it's fixed, excellent, goodbye for now!

Usually there since early morning, he tries to find a little time alone to cast minor miracles-- splinters smoothed away, slightly crooked bench straightened, inexperienced carpentry or masonry from the day before still riddled with character but structurally very sound. They're little things that, perhaps over a night's rest, anyone might naturally assumed they'd misremembered in a worse state when they'd left off previously. Nothing that couldn't be explained by magic. Maybe a helpful Klabautermann, perhaps even the appreciative watchful gaze of God Herself.

With his sleeves rolled up, he brushes sweat off his brow and outside on the lawn, he continues repairing the decorative altar. ]

Yes, what do you think so far?

[ He's... well, he's managed to place a bunch of broken pieces together. ]

[ OOC: Feel free to come up with your own scenario or hmu at

assemble for a personal starter. Aziraphale will be here during the entire rebuild/restoration unless he is off doing an expedition. ]

Edited 2019-09-18 13:24 (UTC)

[Jason strolled outside with a box of pieces. It was easier to work outside, as the church was rather crowded, but it also seemed that he wasn't the only one with that idea. Jason paused and looked over the altar.]

I think...it might be missing a few pieces still. But, otherwise, it looks pretty good. Here.

[Jason sets the box down, digging through and pulling out a few crosses he had noticed earlier.]

These look like they might have snapped off.

Oh, yes!

Thank you very much, Jason, I think these were exactly the ones I was looking for.

[ And you know, he was going to miracle them in and then have to explain why they had so many extra, which would have been no good. ]

--And thank you, by the way. For volunteering to help.

You're welcome. If you need some super glue or something to attach it with, I grabbed a few things from inside you could use.

[He starts rummaging through the box. With Eliot's kinetic magic Jason didn't see much need for using his strength, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to help in other ways. Today he'd decided to repair some of the broken sconces and maybe polish them up as well. Of course, first they needed the repairs. He wasn't Leo's level of handy man, but he could assemble stuff as well as the next guy.

But first, sorting pieces.]

I just wanted to put my skills to use. It may be a different house of God than I'm used to, but it seemed wrong to let a temple--er church--stay messed up like that.

[Bad things tended to happen and Jason figured they were in enough trouble without pissing off any local deities for busting up a church. He looked up from the box, he wasn't sure if Aziraphale was the type to prefer working in silence or not, but Jason felt now was as good a time as any to have a friendly chat with someone he'd really only encountered in passing.]

Why did you decide to help?

Ah, yes, perfect, superglue. Very... very necessary to putting two items back together, couldn't do that without some very strong, very adhesive superglue!

[ Too much? Too much. ]

Thank you so much.

--This is the house of my God. I have been rejected by my community, which is why I am here, but my God has not yet forsaken me.

And so, here I am!

But-- if you don't mind me asking -- who is it you worship, Jason?

[Jason...doesn't know what to make of that. But he certainly doesn't seem to dwell on it or question it as he just hands over a container of glue. There might be better ways to repair stuff like this, but he wasn't sure what they could be. And part of this was the attempt, right?

He returns to sorting through the broken sconces, trying to figure out what pieces match or which are even salvageable. He's honestly surprised there isn't more broken glass, though he did leave most of those too damaged back inside to be swept up. Of course, several pieces were cracked.]

It must be nice to have faith like that.

[Jason had started to question his own, but then again the chances of the gods he knew actually lifting a finger for ONE demigod was pretty slim. There's a definite pause when Aziraphale asks him about 'worship.' Jason's relationship with the gods is complicated. He serves them through his service to the Legion and Camp Half-Blood, he's determined to bring recognition to more of the gods because he promised he would, but he's just not sure if he would use the word 'worship.']

I'm not sure if worship is quite the word I would use, but I respect and serve the gods of the Greek-Roman pantheon. It's sort of...[sometimes this is easier to explain, but outside of a church it seems a little harder than usual.]...well it's how you might respect and serve your family moreso than anything.

Oh, yes.

That is sort of my relationship with my God as well, I suppose.

[ He offers a smile, because he totally understands. Though, he is well-versed in mythology enough to wonder if perhaps Jason believes himself to be in the lineage somewhere. That would be interesting.

Anyway. ]

Who is your patron God then? Perhaps we could erect a temple.

Really?

[Of course, now Jason is a bit interested. But what were the chances that Aziraphale meant what Jason meant by it? There was probably only one way to really find out.]

I don't know if we need to go that far...[He still kept thinking of this place as an extension of Hades' domain and erecting a temple to any other god might not go over so well. Still, it's an interesting suggestion and one he might need to consider.]...though maybe it would help me get in touch with them. Still, we should focus on one building project at a time.

My father is Jupiter, but my patron would arguably be Juno. She's the one that spared my life after all, normally she doesn't take very kindly to Jupiter's mortal off-spring.

I'm sorry, your father is-- well, ah, that would explain a lot.

[ Not why Juno would save his life, because it's true, she was always rumored to be rather jealous of Jupiter's many lovers, which made sense because. Well. She was his wife and as far as Aziraphale could tell from any myths, he didn't desire her as he did to way too many mortal women, he would feel outraged on Juno's behalf-- anyway! ]

Yes, it would have to be after this, but. I do like temples.

[ And- despite what it might seem - he's happy when he feels blessed by God's divine light, and so, he would like everyone else to be able to achieve the equivalent, or closest equivalent. Since, well, the divine light is quite literal on his part. ]

It would?

[Sorry Aziraphale, your statement is a bit lost on him because he's not sure what that would explain exactly. Unless he's referring to some of the statements Jason made at the town hall. It wasn't that he'd been hiding his nature after all, but that statement wasn't exactly the response Jason had anticipated after all.

Still, he can't help but smile a little.]

I like them too. We had several on Temple Hill and I was actually planning on having more built...before I wound up here anyway.

[He wondered if his promise would be upheld now. Would they still add the temples he had designed for the minor gods? He hoped so, Meg and Apollo had said they would honor that request.]

I suppose I could rework the designs from memory. My friend was the architect though, she was teaching me about building and structural design.

[ No, just explaining why he has a weird relationship with religion and his family, which is... an extension thereof. Or perhaps religion is an extension of his family, anyway. ]

I'm sure we have several architects here. I'm not much a builder myself, but the hope is that none of this collapses once we're done.

[ Don't worry Jason, it won't. Even if Aziraphale has to exhaust himself putting up wards for it. ]

[Jason nods. He hadn't thought to ask if anyone here knew architecture, but it hadn't really been a priority. Jason returns his attention to his task with the sconces, he's got all the pieces for one and so he starts cleaning and reassembling it. Thankfully this one is mostly in tact, no broken glass, just a little bent and he's able to get that straightened out with a little effort.]

I think we can manage that much. That's like the bare minimum of repairing something.

Well, it does need to have... structural integrity.

But yes, I'll. We'll test it, make sure it won't blow over in a stiff wind before we host a service or something.

[ Now that would be the worst sort of disaster. ]

I would say we need to be more worried about crazed visitors taking their anger out on the pews...but I get what you're saying. I don't suppose there's a way to reinforce some of this stuff.

[That would probably take metal or something a little stronger than wood. Brick? But that's probably not exactly the aesthetic the church is going for.]

Oh, right. Did we ever figure out how this happened?

[ He frowns. ]

Won't do if we rebuild it only for it to get destroyed a second time.

[Jason shook his head. He knew it would difficult to figure out, it's not like anyone was going to own up to this.]

I don't think so. I've heard a few guesses, but I don't think it's something we can build to prevent.

[Accident or on purpose, destroyed property wasn't exactly something to prepare for.]

Either way, we should rebuild. We keep a better eye on the church and try to prevent someone from destroying it again.

Yes, we should guard our more important structures. Who knows what might be destroyed next!

I hope at the very least we'll have someone to watch over the bonfire and the library. Oh-- the library! Imagine all that knowledge, gone.

[ He still cries over Alexandria sometimes Jason, you're not going to want to get this one started. ]

[Jason doesn't say anything, but mentally adds it to a list he has going about 'duties/jobs' to assign. He doesn't know if any of the "residents" will agree to a job shift, but if they do it'd be nice to add "guard" or "sentry" to it. Clearly if destruction like this is going to continue then they need some way of making sure things stay on the up and up.]

The Bonfire is pretty centrally located and people are there a lot, I don't think it would be as easy to target. The library though...you have a point that could be pretty bad if it were taken out. I haven't taken a chance to explore it much...what kind of information is in the one here?

Oh... not a terrible lot but it's not like I've read through all the books or even understand all of them. A lot of them just reference strange things, and most of them are fiction, or-- or it's hard to tell, here.

[ It does seem to be working, to calm him down, to let him ramble on about books and research. ]

I've gone through a lot of them with a fine-toothed comb but I was needing more time, and-- well, I'm not the expert in everything, I must've missed some clues.

Yeah, I'd imagine.

[He recalls a conversation he had with Percy once about Atlantis and 'real' myths vs 'fake' myths...it's hard to tell the difference sometimes when your parents are gods from mythology and not everything that's written about them is 100% accurate or true or whatever.
It'd be even more complicated here since he was pretty sure not all of those present were even from the same reality.]

That could take a long time though. I'd ask what kind of clues you're looking for, but I guess it'd be hard to tell what's a clue and what's not if we can't even figure out what might be fiction and what might be real.

Yes. That's going to be a real problem. I think we may need to poll others in the town - there are so many of them from different walks of life.

I think possibly from different Earths, even.

If that's-- that's even possible.

[ He sounds rather distressed about this./small> ]

[Returning to his box of scraps, Jason starts carefully removing broken bits and setting them aside. He holds up a chipped sconce, debates whether it's salvageable, and then sets it back in the box.]

If there can be different versions of Hades or the afterlife then I don't think it's too far of a stretch for there to be different Earths...

[It was difficult to say as, so far, no one had said or done anything to make him TOO suspicious of that fact. People seemed to be from different points in time, but it wasn't like the gods were common knowledge outside of New Rome and Camp Half-Blood related individuals thanks to the Mist. He hadn't really pressed many people on it because honestly did it really matter if they were all from different walks of life?]

That is quite disconcerting to hear.

I suppose I am very used to the way things are on my Earth.

[ Can you tell? ]

And namely, that there is only one.

[ Plus, why didn't The Almighty let him know there were more? ]

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