08-25-2014, 12:39 PM
After having lived in Vatican City her entire life, a cathedral was still nothing in comparison to Saint Peter's, but it was a site to behold with the lights at night. Aria didn't see Lucas outside, and hopefully she wasn't too late.
Aria dipped her fingers in the holy water and crossed herself before hesitantly walking forwards. Her faith shook, but she was here for more than one reason, the least of which was Lucas had invited her. She was glad he did, she probably wouldn't have gone to Mass for a foreseeable future. Now she had motive to make that step forward. Embracing what she'd been taught instead of pushing it away like she had been trying everything else the Atharim had taught her.
Aria walked in father and saw Lucas standing waiting for her. She smiled as he guided her to an empty pew. Aria genuflected before sitting next to Lucas. She fell into step even though she'd not been to Mass in months. Tradition was ingrained in her.
Mass went on as per its usual deal. Aria glided through most of it with out a misstep until they got to Penitential Rite. Aria thought about her sins, her misdeeds and doubt filled her. Aria wanted to take Lucas' hand but stayed the desire, appropriateness in the cathedral. But she focused on his breathing and used it to guide her own until it was time to pray.
Everything else went smoothly. Aria had listened well, it never ceased to amaze her how the Priest always seemed to speak directly at her, in whatever capacity she needed to hear. She supposed that was the words of God speaking, He knew exactly what she needed to hear.
Mass left Aria feeling hopeful. And with Lucas to spend the rest of the evening with she felt really good about who she was and where she was going. That was a first.
It took them a while to leave the cathedral pews. People were always stopping to mingle. Aria tried very hard not to bump into people. She had full control of her abilities, but she didn't want to risk the unintentional jolt to her shoulder much less the emotional impact they could eventually have.
Once they had made it out the grand doors Aria smiled at Lucas. "Thank you for inviting me. Was moving."
She took his hand and started towards the nearest subway station. If they were going to where she wanted, it was too far to walk and Aria wasn't sure she'd trust that amount of walking in her heels. "Ready to see a little bit of my home?"
Salvetore's wasn't a grand place owned by some rich Moscovian. Victor Salvetore left Rome when Italy was annexed into the CCD to make a better life in Moscow for his family. His entire family including his parents went with him. Victor was Father Dimitri's cousin. They had been close before Father Dimtiri went into seminary. They maintained a relationship afterwards, one to which Father Dimitri dragged Aria along for. They had actually been going to Victor's house to have a 'play date' for her and Victor's son, Fransesco, when Aria felt the world's pain for the first time. They didn't make that trip, but they had on several occasions until she was 9 and they'd departed for Moscow.
During her training Father Dimitri would take her to Salvetore's Restaurant when they were in Moscow learning about Russian monsters. Aria had traveled the world with Father Dimitri until she had killed that boy and then she stayed in the basement of the Vatican. Bad memories that, but before hadn't been horrible.
She hadn't been to see Victor in several weeks. It would be good to see him.
Aria dipped her fingers in the holy water and crossed herself before hesitantly walking forwards. Her faith shook, but she was here for more than one reason, the least of which was Lucas had invited her. She was glad he did, she probably wouldn't have gone to Mass for a foreseeable future. Now she had motive to make that step forward. Embracing what she'd been taught instead of pushing it away like she had been trying everything else the Atharim had taught her.
Aria walked in father and saw Lucas standing waiting for her. She smiled as he guided her to an empty pew. Aria genuflected before sitting next to Lucas. She fell into step even though she'd not been to Mass in months. Tradition was ingrained in her.
Mass went on as per its usual deal. Aria glided through most of it with out a misstep until they got to Penitential Rite. Aria thought about her sins, her misdeeds and doubt filled her. Aria wanted to take Lucas' hand but stayed the desire, appropriateness in the cathedral. But she focused on his breathing and used it to guide her own until it was time to pray.
Everything else went smoothly. Aria had listened well, it never ceased to amaze her how the Priest always seemed to speak directly at her, in whatever capacity she needed to hear. She supposed that was the words of God speaking, He knew exactly what she needed to hear.
Mass left Aria feeling hopeful. And with Lucas to spend the rest of the evening with she felt really good about who she was and where she was going. That was a first.
It took them a while to leave the cathedral pews. People were always stopping to mingle. Aria tried very hard not to bump into people. She had full control of her abilities, but she didn't want to risk the unintentional jolt to her shoulder much less the emotional impact they could eventually have.
Once they had made it out the grand doors Aria smiled at Lucas. "Thank you for inviting me. Was moving."
She took his hand and started towards the nearest subway station. If they were going to where she wanted, it was too far to walk and Aria wasn't sure she'd trust that amount of walking in her heels. "Ready to see a little bit of my home?"
Salvetore's wasn't a grand place owned by some rich Moscovian. Victor Salvetore left Rome when Italy was annexed into the CCD to make a better life in Moscow for his family. His entire family including his parents went with him. Victor was Father Dimitri's cousin. They had been close before Father Dimtiri went into seminary. They maintained a relationship afterwards, one to which Father Dimitri dragged Aria along for. They had actually been going to Victor's house to have a 'play date' for her and Victor's son, Fransesco, when Aria felt the world's pain for the first time. They didn't make that trip, but they had on several occasions until she was 9 and they'd departed for Moscow.
During her training Father Dimitri would take her to Salvetore's Restaurant when they were in Moscow learning about Russian monsters. Aria had traveled the world with Father Dimitri until she had killed that boy and then she stayed in the basement of the Vatican. Bad memories that, but before hadn't been horrible.
She hadn't been to see Victor in several weeks. It would be good to see him.