A Clash of Religious Views (Private/Achim)

It was.. what was supposed to be a nice, quiet morning inside the Savage Skull guild hall. However, once one would know of the location of this place, they would come to find that there was never such a thing about it. Or maybe there was, it was hard to tell. Quite frankly, Madison spent the majority of her time down in her mothers lab and helping with the experiments that she didn't really seem to notice or care about day and night. It was something she'd developed over their time in stasis training and learning; work and sleep. That's all they really did. If it wasn't physical or magical work, then it was to the books to read, until the red head had exhausted that method as well and made it so she only had the former two options left. Two years was a long time to only do things like that, but combined with the fact neither of them really took time into account, they never had really cared much for that notion at all anyway. It was more of she didn't have any sense of care for the time anymore, so long as the work got done and she could take some of those times to sit and pray for a while. Her one stipulation to this that wasn't even thought over to deny at all. It, among all, was probably the most reasonable thing that the child took into account when she decided to climb this path. She was sure that Sayrn hadn't had any care or desire to really sit and watch with any care, but more of a motherly curiosity as to what motivated her to continue to do such things when she herself knew logically of no such being.

The muttering of words on the upper floor would fainly creep through the crack in the one door occupied currently. Over the course of her time back in the guild hall, Madison had taken some time to convert a small unused room into a place where she could crash occasionally as well as to pray if the chance ever occurred. Rather than trust any of the people in the hall, the innocent little believer simply hid herself away in a place where she could easily lock herself in and avoid people while she worked, then came back to them when she needed to. "Dear lord, thank you for the blessing of life and all the wonderful opportunities that you have bestowed upon me." Small phrases were slightly louder than others, however despite the lack of a formal attire choice, she always wore the treasured Roario around her neck, which from a certain view would definitely look like it could be a collar around her neck. However, the white colored, long-sleeved buttondown on her upper body would be able to hide most of it, while what was left covered her panties, to which she wore no bottoms. That itself was another lesson from which she learned from Sayrn; the lack or clothing. Where her mother was concerned, she wore literally nothing and used magic to fill in her outfits, however Madison chose to keep at the least lingerie and then go from there. The shirt however was long enough and barely buttoned, leaving most of her chest exposed to whomever would see her, but that didn't matter to her. Her hair was left hanging over the back of her shirt, cascading down the length of her back until it reached her rear end. Continuing a slight prayer, she never bothered to wonder if anyone would show up or eavesdrop on her session. Not that anyone in this guild would probably care about it, anyway.

The red headed girl continued to enjoy the silence of her prayers. After all recent events, she felt the necessity to have to pray slightly more often then needed, and frankly it was calming to her that she just relax and enjoy the time she was able to have in order to do this. There was a part of her that made her feel guilty for the things that occurred, but another part of her that made her seem as though she wasn't responsible for any of it. However, she was a part of this guild, and therefore she was guilty by association no matter what it was she tried to use to justify those means regardless of it. Nothing was to be gained from these prayers as far as repentance for all the deaths and enslavements that her guild members had done, but it wouldn't be much else if she tried to do it anyway.

She finally came to a stop in her prayers, letting up and lighting a single candle in front of her before someone seemed to barge in and luckily for him, not interrupted her in her needed time. "Tout le plaisir est pour moi, Monsieur~" She giggled and smiled, listening as he ranted on about a number of things without much more than the bit of breath he stumbled into her room with. Something neat she noticed was how he took little -but more than others- interest in what she was doing, but quickly offered to take her on a little play date. His immediate dismissal of sex made her cheeks flush a light pink in the surprise that he'd even say, like she would ever think to say that. "O-Oh my.. U-Uh surely as long as sex isn't involved, a play date sounds great. Would you like me to freshen up a bit, sir? Or is this ok?" She paused and blinked, standing up and facing him before she would clear her throat. "I-I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Madison Richter." Again, a smile lit her face as she waited on him, happily enjoying a more kinder person in a time and place like this... Even for the Raven's child, no less.

The red headed teen kept her attention focused on the strange man whom found his way to her little prayer room. Perhaps god was giving her another believer to help comfort her into adjusting into the guild? Could be, could not be. Either way she looked at it, she had this unknown male starring down a half naked teen in a small room with only one door. Granted, even then she doubted someone would do such a horrific and sinful thing, even for being in the same guild as one another. Never the less, the male had made his way over to her as he was clearly looking over her body from head-to-toe. A slight blush formed on her face as she'd never really had that close of attention paid to her, or more so she didn't really pay much mind until just now. Most of the time she'd spent like this was in a state of limbo with Sayrn, so much different standards applied then, but this man standing over her just made the innocent side of her become rather obvious of its existence.

The innocence shun even brighter as he began to compliment her little by little, making her more flushed in the face and mentally flustered. Sure, she had a love interest for a short time, one that she could not really identify as a boyfriend or girlfriend, but either way she was taken and that was that. More over, she wasn't used to the compliments of her beauty, as really she was only ever looked at as cute and adorable rather than a hot piece of jailbait. Achim seemed... antsy, to put it simply. Rather hyper she might also refer to it as, but she wasn't really put off by it. To be honest, she didn't know where she was gonna go or what to do, so all these questions seemed a little more of "I don't know" material. "Honestly sir, I kind of have the urge to lay a little low.. avoid going to towns after Magnolia. I'm not used to this life and frankly, I almost don't even know what came over me there to do the things I had done. But if you'd have any plans or ideas mister, I'm all ears. I would even be up for a little joking cosplaying fun if you're feeling up for a little bit of some charades~" With a joking wink and a giggle, she'd stare up towards Achim and wait for his reply. Of course, her joking plans was popping on a maid outfit or something just to tease, but that would be up to ones version of joking.

Madi had nervously began to toy with a bit of her hair as she listened to Achim pushing assumptions and poking into the reason she disliked wanting to go into the towns for now. It's true, she'd made a disguise appearance during her isolation with mama Sayrn, but that wasn't the point of why she wanted to remain inside the hall. The truth of it was, she had this fear of coming to terms with what happened in Magnolia and she honestly didn't have any idea as to why it was she couldn't express them. Of course, she hadn't been like the rest of this guild; willy nilly murderers, rapists, possibly even stalkers that had no remorse for their actions while there sat Madi... begging god to forgive her sins of going against those whom tried to protect the people and the mercy of those she blamed herself for getting killed, as if she'd pulled the trigger herself.

She rolled her eyes and her cheeks flushed at his next comment, calling her "such a bad girl. She had never been that in her whole life, but yet something about the way he said it made her a little excited. "W-Well I'm not... I'm truly a good girl. I.. just have this need to ask for questions... Though I feel like they'd go unanswered anyway." In a pause, she would look up towards the roof like someone or something was there, only to then let out a sigh. However, it seemed as though her joking comment over cosplay and charades had excited the boy pretty quickly. Suddenly, an appearance of racks of costumes and outfits, dresses, linergie shot out and filled the room like a giant closet. Her eyes widened and looked about as both genders had costumes of each type... She hadn't taken Achim for such a kinky sucker. "I-I see that, yes... I was not worried about clothing though. I have the ability to change clothing whenever, to whatever, thanks to my more recent training." She paused once more as she inspected the wears and turning to face him. "I'm stumped! So you pick the theme, and I'll ready up accordingly!" A cheery smile lit her face, pushing away the earlier moments of doubt and self loathing.