Forgotten Church(#1801RAJLM)
The old church is dark, dimly lit by outside light coming in through scum-encrusted windows during the day, and tomblike during the night. There is a coatroom in the back of the nave, with separate doors leading off to mens' and womens' restrooms, and two staircases, one going up to the balcony and bell-tower, and the other leading down to the basement. The double doors leading out to the street are at the back of the coatroom.
The hard wooden pews in the sanctuary are, for the most part, still intact. There are even Bibles and hymnals left in the shelves along the back of each row, although many of them look rather chewed on. The altar on a dais at the front of the church is empty, and the lectern that once stood next to it has been knocked over. Rotting red cloth hangs at the very front of the church; there might once have been a design on it, but it has long since faded or been eaten away.
Contents:
Nevada, Jay
Obvious exits:
Street Basement

Curled up on one of the middle pews, the darkbrown furred lupus dozes. Her ears twitch every so often, whether it is dreaming or just staying alert even in sleep is anyone's guess.

Jay strides into the church, throwing open the doors, singing loudly to himself. "Come on over! Come on over ba-bee!" His legs are clad in the huge, baggy assemble, brown orbs glistening brightly with a huge grin. He sways from left to right, his gait taking him in confidence.

Amber eyes open as the door opens, ears perking at the voice. She listens for a moment, recognizes it as Jay, and slips off the pew before padding to the center aisle and poking her head around the wood.

The brown orbs of the Ahroun soften as he stops in mid step, and mid note of his song, canting his head towards the Lupine. A grin widens upon his features, kneeling down in front of her, letting his fingers rub hard into her fuzzy muzzle. "Rarrr"

Three-Blades chuffs and nips at the ahroun's fingers that rub across her furry muzzle. Howling to the sky light, Jay? She whuffs and wags her tail.

Jay chuckles slightly and tugs her head into his lap, letting his fingers rub furiously along her stomach. "Yup, I'm in a good mood. I'm loaded up on sugar from last night's halloween."

Bizarre whistling may be heard from outside. A tune.

Three-Blades turns, licking Jay's arm. Her pink tongue pauses in midlick as her ear pricks towards the new sound, followed by her furry head poking out from a mass of Jay.

Jay turns his head as well, glancing towards the door curiously. Sniffing idly at the air, he stands up, making his way to the front doors, then pulls them open, peering outside curiously.

Half prancing, half dancing, all stylish, Britain's top secret agent comes down the slum sidewalk whistling his own intro song. Recognizeable on sight by his foxy blue suit and outrageous latex facial expression, this beautiful stranger can only be one man: Agent Double Oh Behave! Nevada grooves past Jay into the Church, Halloween mask wobbling, before he strikes a pose and announces,"I'm a sexy bitch, baybay!"

Padding after the ahroun on quietly clicking claws, the raggie comes to a stop beside the ahroun's leg and peers outside, squinting slightly at the light. Her nose sniffs experimentally, ears up and alert at the world outside.

Jay blinks and glances over at Nevada, then kicks him square in the ass. "Oh my god.... you are such a nerd." He bursts out laughing, doubling over, holding his gut as he tries to force the tears back.

Austin Powers thunks to the floor ever so sexily. He shakes his head to get his bearings. "Oooh," he remarks in a ridiculously British lascivious voice,"You ah goin' the right way for ah spanked bottom!"

Jay bends over and snags the mask, tugging it off the youth's head as he rolls his brown orbs, wiping away tears of laughter, then stares down at him. "Dude....Halloween was last night.. Gah..."

[From afar, to the room, Nevada almost went to the ONS with Nev dressed this way! But unfortunately he didn't have the time to ;) ( I was thinking, also, an Al Gore mask) Wyrm_Creature says "SNARL" Al Gore, bland look. Wyrm_Creature says "RARRRR" Al Gore says "I /invented/ rarr!"]

Blades quirks her head to the side, ears splaying comically before she pounces atop the secret agent with tail held high. You are indeed a strange one, Nevada.

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