Shed the Blood
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Undetermined Area
Manitoba, Canada
February 23rd 1963

H: This is Ruby-Opal-Square, do you copy?

J: Who?

H: Ruby-Opal-Square.

M: Herbert?

H: You’re not supposed to use my name guys, for fuck’s sake.

M: Câlisse, Herbert, the code names are just the identifiers of your function, it’s like a rank. That’s fucking dumb, I’m Ruby-Opal-Square too.

H: Eh?

J: Singularity in position. Fixations OK.

M: Well yes. Ruby because we’re in a RUBIES unit, Opal because we’re working for the First Crusade…

H: Ah so the First Crusade is against the Abrahamic religions? I thought it was the Fifth.

M: …and Square because we’re simple atheist members. But tabarnak, of course the Abrahamic religions are the First Crusade! They’re the worst, they’re the biggest! The Fifth is the one against the non-religious hostile organizations!

J: Explosives in place.

H: Yeah, well don’t make a big deal of it. I just mixed it up. I knew that non-religious organizations were either the First or the Last Crusade.

M: You’re Ruby-Opal-Square, period. That’s not difficult. It’s your rank but when we’re between us, it’s okay, you have to spit out your name so we can figure it out. On the field, yeah, just say Ruby-Opal-Square so the colleagues know directly who’s the superior of who and who’s specialized in what.

J: Connections OK. We’re moving away from the site, Michel.

M: The little golf car’s nice, but not fast.

J: I’m the one in charge of the detonation anyway, so unless the remote fuck up, we’ve all the time in the world to get away.

H: Yeah, but first you have to remember that code. And it’s way too complex!

M: Well, you have to learn it, eh. At least the more important one. Obviously, it’s a code, it’s like the Highway Code, you have to learn it! Câlisse

J: It is on the right place.

M: No that’s a idiom, Jérôme, I wasn’t talking about the Singularity.

J: Ah.

H: I must say that with your accent from Quebec, we don’t understand shit to what you’re saying.

M: That doesn’t excuse your ineptitude, you damn’doughead. Let’see, for example, Jérôme is Ruby-Opal-Navette. Go on, what does his cut means.

H: Erm…

M: The cut is the shape of the gem.

H: Erm… That he’s considered as a Singularity by civilians?

J: What? Why in hell…

M: No, that one is Star.

J: …no, but I can’t believe it, what the heck…

H: I… isn’t he the chief of the operation?

M: First, the chief of the operation that’s not him, that’s Martial but he had to go back to Toronto and second, the chiefs of operation that’s the coat-of-arms and. No, Navette means he was part of a rival organization or that when he’s not in a RUBIES, he’s EMERALD in another organization. Undercover agent, in this case.

J: Yeah.

M: In the Order of the Light, precisely.

J: Ah no.

M: What ?

J: I’m in the Order of the Thirty Days.

M: But didn’t we disbanded that one a month ago? With the Altar of the Destiny?

J: The melted faces? No that was the Order of the Purple Ewe.

M: Ah that’s right, my bad.

J: Well, we’re about to be far enough for the explosion, now.

M: Excellent. We get off, we put everything in place, and we relax and contemplate the show.

H: Ah so that’s Jérôme who brought back the little goblet to us then?

M: There you have it.

J: Yeah, hum, we’re kind of talking about the Holy Grail here, so if we could avoid the words “little goblet”, it would…

J: Yeah, but it’s still a Singularity, now, the object isn’t incredible in itself, it just a goblet that give the impression to be exceptional, but nothing…

H: And then, no, I’m sorry but we get Holy Grails every two weeks, each time we melt them and each time it’s not the good one and another is discovered two weeks after, so…

J: I would bring to your attention that I almost got killed about thirty times by around twenty different secret organizations between here and the Lebanon to retrieve your “little goblet”, and that I had precisely to get it back almost at the other side of the world so we could hope that the Order of What’s-its-name doesn’t come to gut us, so I think a small bit of solemnity is the very least to commemorate the destruction of the Holy Grail! The proof is: we can’t melt it or throw it in a fire, your ‘little goblet’! We’re force to go freeze or asses in the middle of the great north to blow it up with kilograms of dynamite, your ‘little goblet”!

M: No but he just give the impression to be hard to destroy, and what’s with this habit to call it the Holy Grail, now, it’s absolutely unatheist! It’s just a dumb chalice, câlisse!

H: Hey, you blow up the Grail, now, to get this over? I’m freezing!

J: I hope it’ll work.

M: I don’t see why it wouldn’t work.

J: You didn’t see what the chalice did. I’ve seen things in the Order of the Thirty Days. I’ve seen the Father be reborn under an uninterrupted flow of the Holy Blood!

M: Eh?

J: That red liquid. Everywhere. Not really wine, not really human blood. The blood of the Christ, whatever the Christ was. And the chalice made to contain it. You didn’t see when we tried to pierce it in Lisbon. The saw, fucked up. The drill, fucked up. The blowtorch, ineffective. The metal was cold right after we stopped the flame!

H: He’s having faith fever or what? It’s okay, we have enough dynamite now to make a nice crater in the middle of the landscape, so drill or not, now…

M: And moreover it’s maybe just a really, really solid metal, now, we didn’t analyze it. And if you start getting crazy over the Christ, maybe you should have stayed in your Order of the Thirty Days, there, it would have served you right.

J: Note that I never pretended to have left it.

M: …

H: What did he said?

M: …

H: Guys, I can’t hear anything! Eh?

M: What do you mean exactly by “never left”, Jérôme?

H: Ah, never mind, I hear you.

J: The Holy Grail. Indestructible. We tried everything. Everything!

M: Jérôme, put that remote down slowly…

J: So we searched an outside help, of course. Experts. SAPPHIRE. Who else is better suited to destroy? Always destroy! Violate everything that’s sacred! Isn’t that right? We needed you! The best equipment, an expertise in destruction!

H: You’re frightening me a bit there, Jéjé. Are you a double agent from the Catholic if I understand?

M: Shuttup Herbert.

J: Shut up Herbert.

H: No, you shut up! I mean… Why do you want to destroy the Grail if you’re on the side of the cuckoos then?

J: Good question, actually. Really good question. The Grail is as much a recipient as he’s a prison…

M: Oh God…

J: The Blood of the Christ! The Blood of the Christ, hahaha ! Did you have the faintest idea…? No. Of course no. The Order of the Thirty Days swore to free it. Whatever it takes! But the chalice won’t let it out! It’s not enough to shed the Holy Blood to…

H: Ho, you’re gonna calm down right now with your sectarian blathering. Alright, blow it up! Both sides will be happy then!

M: No, Herbert, I don’t think it’s a good…

J: …And The Holy Father Will Walk On The Earth He Created, And He Will Contemplate His Flock…

H: No, but we may has well let him do it, no? He totally blew a fuse anyway, he won’t drop the remote…

M: But if he wants to do it, surely that will worsen the effects of the Singularity, chucklehead!

H: Ah shit, that’s possible.

J: … Judgement Will Restore The Peace In The Heart Of The Righteous, And A Thousand Abominations Will Strike…

H: Erm, he’s talking about abominations now…

M: Listen, Jérôme, there’s no need to screw around. If you do something stupid and then it worsen everything, I’ll be forced to…

J: To what? Kill me? Did you think I intended to survive while I can sacrifice myself for His return on Earth?

M: Oh shat. We’re not out of the tabarnak explosion area. Herbet, I repet, we’re not out of the explosion area, you have to…

H: Michel.

M: …you call the others, and if possible…

H: There’s dynamite strapped under my car, Michel.

J: And The Blood Of The Christ Will Not Need To Be Contain In The Impious Goblet Anymore, He Will Have A Crater For Itself, He Will be A Lake, A Sea, An Ocean, And The Savior Will Contemplate The Heretics, And He Shall Say…

M: Tabarnak.



To Our Brothers,

The Sapphire-Opal-Tear Michel Drainant and the Sapphire-Opal-Tear Herbet Jamblais.
Jubilees of Honor for their act of bravery as part of the First Crusade.

Gone fearless to confirm there’s nothing after death.



(It means good work, Herbert.)


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