[hm. she considers this for a moment, eyebrows furrowed.]
... As long as this isn't like the bible.
[i hope she is about to be cursed by the spirit of rachel berry. but she closes her eyes, looking deeply uncomfortable as she just. offers a word in prayer?
or an attempt is being made to offer a word in prayer, because after a beat, awkwardly:]
[if she does pray u should ask your modchat if she hears anything i desperately hope she does]
Why, you can say anything you'd like to, my dear. [He gives her a little curious glance.] Are you unused to prayer? You can simply speak to anything currently weighing on your heart and mind.
[a nod... that would be a yes, capt'n. her expression smooths out after a moment or two, perhaps having figured out what she wants to say, and then there is a pause...
which lasts all of 30 seconds before her eyes snap open, startled.]
I see...! [HE LOOKS SO DISTURBED.] That sounds terrible... Apparently the evil bible also makes goat noises? Perhaps we should try praying elsewhere and see if it gets a similar result...
[sometimes... things happen in canon and you are now a one armed girl. it's fine. don't worry about it.
she's still sticking close to him, keeping her arm outstretched to catch him if he suddenly keels over. if he allows it, she will help him get into a sitting position.]
Shit... Are you coming down with something? Come on, at least sit down.
Lucas is not worrying about it currently since he's trying very hard to just focus on sitting down without falling over, and also on wrangling his attention which seems to be drifting very abruptly THERE IT GOES. He will just not answer the question for a moment, less in the way of someone who didn't hear it and more in the way of someone who did but can barely parse what the hell they were asked.]
okay, well. she doesn't know what to do with this but she's also scared of leaving him alone to get help, only to return to his corpse or something. so she's just going to sit with him, quietly fretting, while making sure he doesn't fall off his seat until whatever this is passes. oh man. oh boy. oh goat god, we're really in it now.]
[STOP DO NOT WORRY DO NOT FEAR goat god is benevolent and delivers mercies unto this thread.........
Or whatever Lucas was dealing with does just pass soon enough, evident in the way the chills that come abruptly leave just moments later and the way the color returns to his face. He's able to wrangle his attention soon after, though he still seems a bit hazy.]
—My apologies...
[HE DOES LOOK SO APOLOGETIC despite almost keeling over.]
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I can't place the voice... Perhaps you could try it? It seems to happen any time I make an attempt at any sort of prayer.
[Join him in the Riverdale cult.]
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... As long as this isn't like the bible.
[i hope she is about to be cursed by the spirit of rachel berry. but she closes her eyes, looking deeply uncomfortable as she just. offers a word in prayer?
or an attempt is being made to offer a word in prayer, because after a beat, awkwardly:]
What am I supposed to say?
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Why, you can say anything you'd like to, my dear. [He gives her a little curious glance.] Are you unused to prayer? You can simply speak to anything currently weighing on your heart and mind.
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which lasts all of 30 seconds before her eyes snap open, startled.]
—A goat?!
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The same story about traveling south to teach the people how to properly sacrifice one, correct?
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I see...! [HE LOOKS SO DISTURBED.] That sounds terrible... Apparently the evil bible also makes goat noises? Perhaps we should try praying elsewhere and see if it gets a similar result...
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[she seems high key confused now. girl, help.]
Let's try it again. It might be more "set dressing," but we can ask those four about it later.
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Mm, I agree.
[He'll move to stand so they can try their weird goat prayers elsewhere and promptly almost topples over again.]
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Anyway it's fine, he'll catch himself on a pew, though he just kind of stays a bit tilted.]
—Yes, just-- a moment...
[A moment as he goes pale and sweaty like a normal healthy person might do.]
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she's still sticking close to him, keeping her arm outstretched to catch him if he suddenly keels over. if he allows it, she will help him get into a sitting position.]
Shit... Are you coming down with something? Come on, at least sit down.
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Lucas is not worrying about it currently since he's trying very hard to just focus on sitting down without falling over, and also on wrangling his attention which seems to be drifting very abruptly THERE IT GOES. He will just not answer the question for a moment, less in the way of someone who didn't hear it and more in the way of someone who did but can barely parse what the hell they were asked.]
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okay, well. she doesn't know what to do with this but she's also scared of leaving him alone to get help, only to return to his corpse or something. so she's just going to sit with him, quietly fretting, while making sure he doesn't fall off his seat until whatever this is passes. oh man. oh boy. oh goat god, we're really in it now.]
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Or whatever Lucas was dealing with does just pass soon enough, evident in the way the chills that come abruptly leave just moments later and the way the color returns to his face. He's able to wrangle his attention soon after, though he still seems a bit hazy.]
—My apologies...
[HE DOES LOOK SO APOLOGETIC despite almost keeling over.]
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[she stays put, steadying him as much as she can with one whole ass arm.]
Has that happened to you before?
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[HE'S BEEN CURSED BY RIVERDALE. Thanks for the wholeass one arm support, buddy. He'll be able to straighten back up properly soon.]
I believe it may be a response to the stress of the situation.
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this is actually a little worse than if he just had aki tb.]
Ah... I'm sorry, this whole situation is awful. Do you need anything?
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I appreciate it, but I'll be fine. It only takes a short while to pass.