"Fuck yeah it'll be easy!" Simon never apologized for his mouth. He was probably the roughest of them all and no one paid him much attention when he went off spouting about Anarchy or revolt. JC himself usually tried to calm that train of thought too. This was no about revolt. This was about allowing Israel to have more rights, to have better and cheaper health care, to have access to public works and jobs-- JC could see a future that was far more fair and equal. He truly wished that for his friends and for everyone across the globe.
JC waved everyone down to a low simmer as Matthew spoke about how to build interest and everyone else pitched in with offering up money they had saved or skills that might be useful on the road or getting them to the road to begin with.
It was a wonderful start and as the night touched the sky above them and a fire was built for warmth and light, JC never felt more at peace. The voice didn't nag at him. His Twelve were all willing and able to begin this journey--
An exhaustion settled over him, as if he had done a day's hard work in the shop. His bones ached pleasantly and he yawned as he left the circle and pulled his boots back on. The sand between his toes didn't phase him. He bid everyone goodnight, but welcomed Judas to walk beside him as he headed home. His mom's house was just a few blocks away and Judas could crash there or take a bus back to the house he shared with some of the guys.
"I think you're my good luck charm," JC laughed, though he never really spoke about supernatural things, not even as jokes. "It's all been so much easier since I met you."
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"Fuck yeah it'll be easy!" Simon never apologized for his mouth. He was probably the roughest of them all and no one paid him much attention when he went off spouting about Anarchy or revolt. JC himself usually tried to calm that train of thought too. This was no about revolt. This was about allowing Israel to have more rights, to have better and cheaper health care, to have access to public works and jobs-- JC could see a future that was far more fair and equal. He truly wished that for his friends and for everyone across the globe.
JC waved everyone down to a low simmer as Matthew spoke about how to build interest and everyone else pitched in with offering up money they had saved or skills that might be useful on the road or getting them to the road to begin with.
It was a wonderful start and as the night touched the sky above them and a fire was built for warmth and light, JC never felt more at peace. The voice didn't nag at him. His Twelve were all willing and able to begin this journey--
An exhaustion settled over him, as if he had done a day's hard work in the shop. His bones ached pleasantly and he yawned as he left the circle and pulled his boots back on. The sand between his toes didn't phase him. He bid everyone goodnight, but welcomed Judas to walk beside him as he headed home. His mom's house was just a few blocks away and Judas could crash there or take a bus back to the house he shared with some of the guys.
"I think you're my good luck charm," JC laughed, though he never really spoke about supernatural things, not even as jokes. "It's all been so much easier since I met you."