Father Bill
he/him
47
November 24
Sootopolis
Bisexual
Daddy
Councilman
I took the Sin out of Sinnoh. Want to help me put it back in Hoenn?
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Bill Anderson
sinner
POSTED ON Jun 15, 2021 14:37:22 GMT
X “COME JOIN ME, MY SON. JOIN ME IN THE HARD EMBRACE OF ARCEUS' TEN THOUSAND HANDS.” It's a slow day in the church. A weekday, to be exact. In the city of Sootopolis people were going about their business as usual. Living their pre-wrote lives, working their nine to fives. Bill schedule was looser, and his path far from predetermined.
His return to Hoenn had been a transfer. He kept the title, the contacts, and was set up in place of the former Sootopolis minister. The old man had conveniently been in dire need of a replacement.
The church was empty aside from Bill, and he leaned back in an age-worn pew. The air smelled of salt and dry hymn sheets. It's like I never left, Bill thought. Like the whole place has been preserved, waiting for me. The thought was uncomfortable. Not worrying, but worth revisitng later. Stagnancy was unacceptable.
Someone entered the church, letting out a simple breath that was music to Bill's ears. It was the sound of a man with plenty on his mind, and the world on his shoulders. Bill turned to Theo, giving him a fatherly smile. "Welcome home, my son. You look tired! Come, pull up a pew."
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