Bellamira has been a sister of sin since a very early age thanks to her mother dropping her off on the front steps of the church. Mira is dedicated to the church and Papa Emeritus the fourth, she's practically a mom to his rats. Trouble is, Mira rea...
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"I have arrived! Please hold your applause." Bellamira pulled a familiar 'tada' moment much like Cardi attempted many times before. Her abrupt arrival catching the man off guard and chuckling at his friend who was gently shutting the door behind her. You could hear the squeaks of the rat babies in the cage greeting their mother with joy. It seemed like it had been forever since Mira last saw them thanks to Cardi letting them freely roam the halls.
"Sorella, buongiorno! You seem very chirper this morning." Cardi exclaimed. Bellamira could feel the faint warmth spreading across her face. Never in a million years had she thought she'd be sharing a bed with Swiss but Satan always threw out surprises to those who deserved it.
"I was excited to see the babies, of course." Mira walked around the desk to greet the babies who were poking their noses through the wire cage. She cooed at them before opening the hatch to let the smaller one crawl onto her palm. Bellamira brought the rat up to her face letting it tickle her nose with its whiskers.
"Sì, I'm sure your overjoyed to clean a dirty cage." Cardi joked returning to his mountain of paperwork. Certainly becoming Papa was such an honor but the office work was a real damper to him. As a Cardinal, you had certain duties like this but nothing could compare to the buildup of signing off on things or revisions for rituals.
"Well that and I noticed you didn't seem your usual self, Cardi." Mira commented while letting the rat scamper off onto the desk. The other was nestled up in the hammock drifting back to sleep much like she tried to do that morning. Mira grabbed one of the chairs to pull to the side of the desk to assist Cardi with his overwhelming stacks of papers.
"You know me too well, cara. But please tell me about things with your ghoul, are things well?" Cardi wiggled his eyebrows at Mira who flushed pink at the mention of Swiss. He hardly wanted to talk about his worries to someone who was just becoming happier in life. It wouldn't be right of him to boggle her down with such problems when she had already dealt with Terzo's in the past.
"Nice try on changing subjects, mister. You know you can talk to me Cardi, I know what you're going through. Terzo had the same worries, I can see it on your face." Mira tapped the end of the pen against her bottom lip. Terzo had become incredibly stressed in the beginning and even more so in the end nearing his death. It came with the territory of becoming Papa Emeritus and having an entire congregation on your shoulders.
"I'm just scared, cara. What if-" Cardi could feel himself choking up. The horrifying look on Terzo's face flashing before his eyes. Mira could never find out what truly happened or who was behind such an evil act as much it pained him.
"Being Papa might be the greatest honor but it's not easy. You shouldn't worry too much, I think you're doing a wonderful job." Mira gently patted his hand in an effort to comfort him. Nobody in the clergy truly realized what a tolling job Cardi had.
