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[People have gone home. Sebastian is a demon. Ciel Phantomhive is on a skyscraper. And some weird priestess girl can apparently sense evil.

So what does Rachel Berry have to say about this?

Have our resident diva carefully setting up the PCD on her windowsill, looking uncertainly at the camera. When she's assured that it's recording, she peers into it like this is the most important question she will ever ask anyone in her entire life.]

Does anyone have a piano or any other musical instruments? Oh, and I need a sound system. Preferably surround, if that sort of thing is available around here.

[And she pauses to contemplate this.]

And has anyone tried holy water on this whole 'demon' problem? I mean, I don't believe in it, but I think Quinn told me once that holy water can melt sin. Or something.

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You explain that to a nine year old who lost his only parent that gave a shit about him.

Isn't that when it matters, though? I couldn't imagine not having my faith when things got really tough. It's something to hold onto.

God doesn't keep your father in the house.

God doesn't put food on the table.

GOD doesn't comfort your mom in the middle of the night when she's missing the bastard that left her with two little kids!

-=The last statement has Ed slamming his fist on the table.=-

[She simply stares for a moment before crossing her arms. She looks saddened, but her voice has an edge to it.]

No. That's your job. God just helps you deal with it when you can't.

And don't yell at me. [As a snappish afterthought.]

I can deal with it myself. Don't need no fuckin' God to help me through one damn thing.

-=there's a hiss to his voice as he slaps the PCD away, cutting it off and leaving him to his own demons.=-

[Oh hell no. Edward, you did not just hang up on Rachel Berry. You did not.

And so, it's with a huff that she stalks off towards his end of the house, provided he's there.]

-=He's busy preparing for his ~~date~~ outing with Mustang for a certain contraband book. Nice shirt, leather vest, turtleneck sweater. And he's got a very grumpy look on his face as he looks at himself in the mirror, noting Rachel behind him.=-

Tch. What. Did I offend your delicate sensibilities?

[She stops in the doorway, looking... well, not quite angry, but most definitely offended.]

Just because you don't believe what I do doesn't mean you need to offend me. I don't force what I believe on you. You don't need to be such a jerk to me about what I believe.

And second of all, my sensibilities aren't delicate. I'm not some scared little girl that you can push around. I don't deserve to be treated like that and I refuse to stand for it!

And third -- [and Rachel pauses, because she's realized that she's been yelling] -- ... where are you going, you look actually presentable.

-=See? The boy can clean up nice.=-

I have an engagement. -=He's making certain that ring is right next to his skin, this time. Along with those stupid dog tags.=- I'm meeting with the Colonel for drinks.

-=Completely avoiding the religion argument.=-

[She eyes him for a moment before rolling her eyes. You irritate her so much. Tch.]

Have fun.

Oh, there's nothing fun about it.

-=turns once he's 'put together' an looks at her.=-

It's a mission of the highest caliber. For the sake of science.

[And her annoyance is broken as she looks at him like he's insane.]

... you're going to go have drinks for the sake of science?

Yes.

-=Giving her a look.=-

I have to save a book.

[... okay. Now she's snickering.]

So you're going to have drinks to go save a book. Why don't you just go to the library?

-=Patience, Edward=-

Because it's not just any book that you can find hanging out in any library. It's contraband. Meaning you can't get it in my country, and this is the only copy that's in existence, as far as I know.

-=He's got that slow, patronizing tone to his statement.=-

So you're going to go drink alcohol to get a book. A noble pursuit, I guess, if you're into that sort of thing.

You should bring an umbrella or something.

Yes. I'm going to get drunk to get a book. -=Gives her this look=-

And this is why you're still in high school.

Don't need an umbrella. I'll be fine.

I'm still in high school because I can't accelerate my age and get out of high school any faster, thank you very much.

Bring an umbrella.

-=Smiiiiirks=-

Really smart people can opt out.

I don't need an umbrella.

I am really smart. My grades are excellent, thank you very much.

And it looks like it's going to rain, so bring the stupid umbrella.

Uh huh. Haven't been to school since I was ten. Opted out. They couldn't keep me challenged.

I can transmute one.

Aren't you special. I imagine that's where you learned your manners.

Oh wait. You don't have any.

Only save them for people who are deserving of them! -=a snicker, there.=-

Anyway, I have to run off and save a book! My new job since I don't have school anymore, you know~

Have fun. I'll be off praying to my worthless God.

[A bit snappily; and have her patented turn to storm out!]

I hear everyone needs a hobby! -=Grins as he's finally released to go rescue this treasured book=-

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