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Papa Emeritus II was occupied in his office behind his large, mahogany desk, his mismatched irises staring down at the papers he had been working on for his next sermon. His pen scribbled as he translated the Latin to English on the paper.
A knock at the door interrupted him, his eyes still on his paper a never looking up at the door. “Enter.” His cold and dark voice boomed out from his office as he continued flipping through the pages of papers in front of him. His office was illuminated by a few candles flickering on his desk and the bookshelves full of books that towered over him. The candlelight made him appear more intimidating since he was still in his full Papa attire, his sharp black and white makeup making him appear more powerful.
After a few moments of scribbling and muttering Latin and English beneath his breath he finally looked up to see who had entered his office. He gently placed his pen down on his somewhat messy desk with a light ''click'' from the pen hitting the mahogany.
“Greetings, giovane una.” His voice was cold but smooth like silk as he spoke to the Sibling of Sin standing before him.
“What brings you to my office this evening, hm?” He questioned before clearing his throat as he began to stack up his papers and in general organize his messy desk a bit.
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