Sneaking in

[Clash]

She looked around, it wasn't as cold as she thought it'd be. The buildings looked nice though, not so much "high class real estate" as "WTF SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMONDS!" Indeed the term 'Crystal' City was accurate. Clash pressed her nose up against a wall, unable to see through the solid structure, the murky insides providing privacy and anonymity for the residence. The doors seemed crafted of wood with the usual brass handles, and some had windows of a more translucent crystal, but for the most part the city was a maze of great murky stones glinting in the light.

"I wonder if the bathrooms here work..."

There was still a chill in the air and her current outfit was insubstantial. She-Clash slipped into a building, trying not to be seen by any of the residence of the city. She closed a door behind her, having successfully broken into a house. She walked up a flight of crystal stairs then down a hall, stopping at a room with many pink decorations and a soft-looking bed with inviting pillows and blankets. Jackpot. She rifled through the closet and clothes trunk, then quickly pulled off her own out fit. Her silhouette could be seen through the 'window' of the house, showing her casting aside her blouse and skirt, blond hair cascading down her back.

No one looked though, that would be indecent and require a trip to the confessional.

Clash quickly threw a long gown on, then suddenly grabbed several accessories from around the room, feeling the outfit incomplete without them. She turned and looked in a mirror made from buffed and polished sapphire.

"Yep, this helps me blend in. I guess looting random houses IS the best way to go, Zelda was right."

She took that hair of hers and braided it behind her head quickly, it was a sloppy job but at least it wouldn't be whipping around and catching in the breeze all the time. She quietly slipped out of the house and began to wander the streets, now disguised as a citizen of Crystal City. People didn't seem to notice, or at least didn't seem to care, that she was there... Maybe the disguise worked?

[Miracle]

Miracle has just returned from another visit to Hallowton where she could see her friends and check up on the nation as a whole. Despite several different invasion attempts by demons immune to their influence the nation continued to stand tall, a large part of that contribute was thanks to her friends who often got the cold shoulder in Crystal City ever since the awakening of Lord Beelzebub and the belief that he could take control of any demon at any time. Miracle felt like the only one in this city with any rational thought, Lord Beelzebub could easily take control of a human as he could with a demon but couldn't fault them on their belief that Yahweh would protect them whereas he wouldn't be as willing for another demon.

On her way back to Lord Yahweh's temple Miracle would notice someone walking amongst the others on the streets that she did not recognized. For security purposes the High Priestess has familiarized herself with everyone currently staying in Crystal City in the off-chance someone would attempt to infiltrate the city in disguise. While many wouldn't be crazy enough to do so knowing the power of their High Priestess and Emmanuel one never could be too careful. Approaching this female with caution Miracle would proceed to question her accordingly.

"Pardon me, madam, but, who are you?"

[Clash]

Busted! Clash turned and looked, seeing it was but a child. She blinked a few times. "I'm..." She tussled the girl's hair and smiled a warm, friendly smile. This was just a little girl, she was probably just looking for her mom. Clash would have to rely on some good acting, she wasn't familiar with the customs of this place, let alone this world. Maybe this girl was lost though? Maybe she was an orphan. She heard stories about this world, how amazingly unsafe it was. It made he wonder if her own home was OK... She swallowed those thoughts and spoke with a soft voice, hoping to help this little ragamuffin.

"Hello, Are you lost?"

She knelt before the child, still smiling as she spoke. She didn't coddle or baby-talk the girl, but she kept her voice soft and sweet.

"My name's Cla..." Don't give your real name, dammit! "...Rice!" Clarice, smooth. She looked around the street, didn't look like there were too many others out right now...

[Miracle]

"Lost?"

That question took the High Priestess by surprise and it told her straight away this person was not a native to Jherra, or Genesis for that matter. Everyone knew who she was and the "Battle for Aircano" incident left it to where even people whose lives were under rocks knew her name. It looked like the one among them that was lost, was this woman.

"No. I am not lost. Are you? It's ok if you are, I'm sure our world is still very strange to you."

[Clash]

Double Busted!

"Alright... Alright..." She sighed, this kid was sharp, then again apparently a lot of shit went down before she fell into this world, and it was kinda thick to not consider other people having similar experiences. She had two choices, dig herself deeper or get out of that damn hole. Why not be honest? She could learn about this world and this child didn't seem like she was her enemy, not like everyone in Isafaro except for that one kid...

"Uhh... Well where to start. I guess I'm..." She'd start with the big one, see how that went over.

"...A Shark."

[Miracle]

Had it not been for her experiences with Amoura and the others this would have came as more of a shock to the young High Priestess. But Miracle was already accepting to the existence of sharks, namely cybernetic demon sharks that made her giggle with how silly they could be. Sadly she had lost the shark friend shortly after making him thanks to a recent visit to Utopia.

"Do you have a name? I'm Miracle, High Priestess of Lord Yahweh and Crystal City."

Miracle lend out her right hand for the other woman to shake, and smiled.

"It is a pleasure to meet you."

[Clash]

"My name is Clash... Wait you don't care that I'm a shark?" She extended her hand to the child and shook it. Miracle? "Woah, THE Miracle? OHMYGOSH!" She suddenly shook Miracle's hand rather excessively, very surprised and suddenly in awe. She'd heard that name, it was on everyone's lips, even in Isafaro! That might be why this girl didn't care that Clash just declared herself a 'shark'. Last person she told this to... Let's just say rounds four and onward were on her, and he certainly wasn't too appreciative in the morning either.

"Wait, you're not gunna question that statement? Not gunna say "What do you mean a shark?" or "wait you're a girl" or anything like that?"

She was quite surprised, but then again she was dealing with a real celebrity. She had heard of the stories and stranger things seemed to have happened. Clash dropped to her knees and smiled to Miracle, suddenly very relieved that she didn't have to show her true form off or go through all that dang rigmarole of convincing people what she was.

[Miracle]

Miracle could never get used to people reacting in this manner once they realized who she was. She didn't like it when people treated her any differently than they would a common man on the street. Amoura and her friends have been very good in treating her like any other person, and they have seen first hand what she was capable of instead of just hearing about it via word of mouth.

"Should I question it? I have seen much stranger even before travelers from foreign worlds started appearing here."

Clash. This one had the same exact name as the other two she's met previously. Either they just shared the same name or this woman was yet another incarnation of the infamous shark that caught many by surprise, in more ways than one. Until she knew for sure Miracle would not mention the other sharks or their name, for the sake of this girl's sanity.

"If it's shelter you seek Crystal City is more than capable of providing it for you."

[Clash]

Touche. This girl had answers for everything and showed a maturity beyond her age. Clash shrugged and smiled. There was a weight on this poor girl's shoulders and Clash suddenly thought about it, about the childhood denied, about the life of servitude to an ideal and a cause with no time for yourself, a jarring loneliness grew in Clash, and she did her best to contain the sorrow she felt. Sanctuary was granted though, but...

"Well, I'm gunna work for my shelter! I can't just lounge around like some stick-in-the-mud!"

She smiled and clasped her hands before her chest, still kneeling. It made her look almost like she was praying though the impact of this was clearly lost on Clash. She was just glad to have found a place to settle down, and doubted she'd need to worry about people like Drake White or his cronies or that blowhard Demetrius, though she DID feel a twinge of sadness for that faerie of a child who she met during her escape... That fiery girl with power in her words and a flying broom... Where was she now?

"Thank you, I think I'm gunna like it around here, so quiet... And shiny..."

[Miracle]

"I'm sure there are several jobs around Crystal City that you can assist in which would be greatly appreciated by those working on them but, if you truly want to serve Crystal City you'd have to take it one step further."

While the softness in her voice remained the tone suddenly became far more seriously in addition to what she was about to tell the older maiden.

"You'd have to surrender your life to Lord Yahweh and leave behind the sins of the past once and for all. This is not a choice to take lightly, I'd highly recommend thinking about it if you do decide to consider it."

[Clash]

She was right, it was a big choice to make, changing religions, giving up a lot of freedoms... Then again those freedoms got her into trouble quite a lot it seemed, maybe some control and discipline would do her some good, maybe Yahweh was just what she needed. She took a few seconds, thinking over the whole of it, there would be additional rules... They had a rule book!

"I'm in. I'm willing to convert!"

[Miracle]

Miracle was happy to hear Clash's decision but that smile soon turned into half of a frown when she personally felt the woman was still jumping into this lightly despite her earlier warning. Ultimately it would be between her and God so Miracle had no right to judge. The High Priestess' only role in this matter was simply to show the way and let the Lord take things from there.

"In Romans chapter ten, verse nine it is said, "That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved" for it is not through works of man that shall guide you into the kingdom of heaven. Only through his son Jesus Christ will you be truly redeemed. This is all you must do; confess with your mouth and believe in your heart that Jesus is our Lord and then, surrender your life unto him and make him the head of your household for the remainder of your days in this life."

[Clash]

"Woah..." The scripture wasn't lost on her, for it was quite close to a variant of the texts in her world. Jesus seemed to show up in many realities, he probably was some kinda wizard. The confession was a straight constant though. Clash looked around, suddenly feeling vulnerable if she was thinking what Miracle was thinking.

"Confess? Right here? Right now? I mean...." She stuttered and held up her hands a little, trying to show she didn't mean any offense. "I mean I got nothing to hide from you, but... in the open? Should I?" She put a hand behind her head and scratched at her hair. She was serious about this, as she tended to be with many things she'd sent her mind to, but this seemed a little much, even for her. She would if she'd have to though, she'd recount everything that counted as a sin, as far back as she needed to go to appease Miracle and the powers she spoke for.

[Miracle]

"You cannot be ashamed of the Lord. Professing this in front of witnesses is the best way to go."

Of course, Miracle meant saying Jesus Christ was Lord while believing it in your heart. The High Priestess didn't even stop to consider that Clash had an entirely different interpretation based on her reactions. Miracle thought it was just a little fright that normally came about whenever in the public's eye.

"Go ahead."

[Clash]

Right, confession time... Miracle wanted it here and now so she figured the best way to start it was to confess with the worst at the start: Lust. She'd committed wrath and envy more often but lust seemed the most frowned upon and she'd certainly want those skeletons cleared out of her closet first. She gave a sigh and thought back, starting at the start would be best.

”Forgive me, Miss Miracle, for I have sinned... I have committed the sin of lust on multiple occasions, among others... But these are the ones I feel I must confess first and foremost.”

She took a deep breath, looked around, then began.

"welllll there were those two guys when I first woke up... I was less than a few minutes old but looked kinda like I do now, they had to have been teens. They introduced me to this sin. I had no idea what it was, just that it was fun and they wanted to commit the act as often as possible. I learned a lot from them, though not a lot of good things it seems...”

She scratched her chin a little, thinking back. Her past was an odd one, she sighed and continued, counting on her fingers.

“then there was Jake... then there was Anthony... then there was the Anubite... then there was Deimos... he was so gooood but he was bad at stopping... Should I include the acts too?"

She shrugged, continuing even if Miracle didn't answer. She had a lot to confess and this was only a start, if Miracle wanted more detail she could ask for it later.

"Drake was so nice... and he was cute... He let me stay at his place, and we hung out and talked... he was romantic at first, but things started to get more fun quickly... He lives in Isafaro and my goodness... he was the best, a bastion of sin!"

She felt her cheeks burning a bit as she remembered him...

"You could tell he was well groomed, that he cared about himself and his hygene... his skin tasted so good, and he smelled like fresh water and aftershave..." she'd hug herself tight and wiggle a little, blushing and closing her eyes. "And he was so smoooooth and soooooft but at the same time you could feel how hard his body was. He had the PERFECT butt!"

Clash wrapped her arms around herself, visibly blushing and trying not to drool as she gets so caught up in the memory of that night... If there was ever something that she couldn't say no to it was Drake.

“and my GAWD... I didn't think all of it would fit but he proved me wrong... and when he.... It was like fireworks going off... and he'd recover so soon... and again... more fireworks."

She gave a small squeal of pleasure and put her hands on her cheeks, then suddenly remembered where she was, the blush changing from passion to embarrassment and grew much deeper as she bowed to Miracle, hands held in prayer in front of her.

”I'm sorry, I got caught up in... well... ah...”

She struggled for the right words for this as she looked to Holy Miracle.