The Cathedral (Ministry of Death)

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↘↘↘ How long had it been? A few hours maybe, but in all honesty it could have been a day. Maybe two. Atlas had found some kind of solace within the kitchen, a place that most followers strayed away from; as if someone had claimed this area beforehand. The original meal that the polite sister had started was done long before, and he had managed to distribute that out to the main populace without drawing attention to himself. After that however, he managed to retreat back to the kitchen; using his time to cook small meals, some he'd just leave lying around, some he stowed away in the fridge, others he ate himself. It was a good time killer, and he wasn't quite sure yet how trying to leave through the front door would pan out for him. In time however people had begun to return, but he paid little to no attention to that until someone entered the kitchen; dead animals in tow. His gaze drifted towards her for a moment, but moved quickly to the animals; they had been skinned well, seemingly salted but they would need to be cut up to be refrigerated well. Taking a moment to roll up his sleeves, Atlas took a small breath before crossing over and beginning to cut into the meat; taking pieces out here and there and placing the better slices and chunks onto some kind of saran wrap he had found earlier in the day.


↘↘↘ A few bloody minutes later, Atlas started tucking the pieces of meat into the freezer. Finding suitable places for them, but as he closed the door to it he took a glance back at the remaining scraps from the animals. Shrugging to himself Atlas made his way back to the entrance towards the main part of the building. 'Dammit.' He thought to himself, noticing the abundance of people in the room now. With his sleeves up, and blood still coating his hands as he idly fiddled with a cutting knife his eyes glanced over the room for a few moments. Taking in the faces of those that had returned. After a few moments he spotted the woman that had accepted his assistance in the first place, so he approached her openly without any further caution. With little caution towards prior engagement, he addressed her as he drew near. "Can you thank the woman that brought in the skinned animals for me?" He started off, continuing on. "Besides that, there are a few finished meals in the kitchen; and the earlier collection was distributed after you left. Feel free to let the others know there's food. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Atlas finished, turning on his heel and going back towards the kitchen to clean up the scraps.