<div style="text-align: center">《 Armando &amp; Anise &amp; Evelyn》<br/>
<i>Location: LDS Church; approx 1 mile into their trek<br/>
Addressing: Rachel, Rebel, Kennedy, others </i>​</div><br/><br/>The stop was worth it if it meant they found solidarity. If it further divided them, Armando was pretty sure all was lost. He'd hated that church. It had been a beacon for the frightened and those that had nothing left but their faith. Many had lost their lives in their desire for solace. He blamed the religious sect and the influence it had on the community. The LDS believed in afterlife, resurrection, and second chances, which Armando, as a devout catholic, did not. It had never been his place of worship but people felt a connection to it in the name of god, often at their own expense. Blind faith was a dangerous thing.<br/><br/>Rachel tried to reason with them, moving to physically block their path. She was right. With no church in Abendblume, and a mix of religions, most conducted their own worship. No one had thought about the old LDS church, but now they were desperate. It looked comforting; familiar. Rebel gave them a time limit. Armando regretted the path that they'd chosen. There was nothing for them in that church. He remembered getting Hale's wife out of it after she'd turned, taking the same way out as Evelyn seemed to be planning. Only Evelyn was rather calm and clearheaded.<br/><br/>Anise moved forward at Rebel's threat, putting herself between him and Rachel before he made good on it. She crowded him, angry, but without fear of the man. She was sick of watching him dig at Rachel. Sick of watching him think that he could control them, the same way he undoubtedly controlled Sou. Her temper, while not explosive, had reached a tipping point.<br/><br/>"Oh, for fuck sake," Anise growled. "It would be convenient for you if she just stepped to the side. Let them open the door to let out whatever misguided souls took their life or died here." Thankfully, Kennedy stepped forward, handling the situation with more tact than she was capable of. In the nicest way possible, Kennedy told Rebel to fuck off and mind his business.<br/><br/>"I just can't go back to how it was before. Do you all remember that? Truly remember what it is like to survive? No god would condemn us to this fate and expect us to go on. He is calling me home, and I am ready to go," Evelyn answered, frowning as Kennedy spoke to her on a personal level. Abendblume had been a source of joy for many. Now, they were reminded of the harsh realities that she was tired of facing.<br/><br/>"Those that still have the strength.. There will be more churches. More connections made. Keep going, if that is what your heart is guiding you to do." She placed a thankful hand on Kennedy and Rachel's arm as she moved past them. She appreciated the sentiment but it was wasted on her. For the others though, perhaps it was what they needed to not feel so alone.<br/><br/>Armando watched them rally. It seemed they were going to have an open seat on the carriage despite their best efforts, but that was better than three (or more if the situation went south), so long as the other two could be convinced to continue on.