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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 1:53:09 GMT -5
Lilly came in and stood by the bath. "What do you need help with, Master Death?" she asked, ready to help. She frowned at how ill he was, shaking her head. Poor guy....I wonder how Cerberus is...I haven't spoke with him in hours. He needs a break from me anyways...I'm getting to know Death, and he'll appreciate that.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 1:56:00 GMT -5
He leaned forward a bit and pointed to his back and neck and looked over her shoulder as best as he could at her and blushed. "Could you... could you rub my back and neck for me? I'm really stiff and it hurts... so... you know..." Death mumbled out in embarrasement and looked away at the hot water.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 1:59:20 GMT -5
Lilly nodded. "Yes, Master Death." she answered and removed her socks and rolled up her pant legs, then stuck each foot in the hot water, then got her hands wet, and then began to massage his back and neck. Her eyes got a little wide. Goodness! It feels like someone stuffed a bunch of bricks in his back! she thought, noting how tense and stressed it was.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:04:36 GMT -5
Death moaned in pleasure at this, it felt wonderful to finally get some of the knots out of there that were hurting so badly. "Thank you, so much." He muttered out happily, his head down at the feeling and his body shivering every now and then when she hit a really good spot.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:06:30 GMT -5
"you're welcome." she replied, still massaging. Lilly continued to do this, feeling pleased whenever he moaned. It meant that it felt good and she was doing a good job of helping him out.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:10:17 GMT -5
His moans lowered at the feeling, the pain slowly easing away and then disappearing, he sighed and then looking over his shoulder at her and smiling with tired eyes. "That's enough, it feels like they're all gone, unless you feel more in there." Death stated, he yawned and leaned a bit more forward so she had some room to check.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:12:30 GMT -5
Lilly nodded and checked, then pulled away. "all gone. I'm glad you feel better, Master Death." she told him, pulling her feet out of the warm water and putting her socks on. She sat on the edge of the bath to keep her master company, unless he didn't wish it.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:17:07 GMT -5
Death relaxed and leaned back, she was close to him and he moved one hand from the water and grabbed a hold of her hand loosely. He was still getting used to this nice thing, it wasn't so bad and if he needed to let out anger he could just go and work for awhile.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:19:00 GMT -5
Lilly felt her hand being held, and she looked at Death. She smiled softly at him. "Is it hard to adjust to being nice?" she asked quietly, looking away as she asked. "Cause you can still beat me you know...It's the rape...that..." she couldn't finish her sentence, not in front of him.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:22:05 GMT -5
His hand tightened and he looked down into the water, it swirled wit steam and he sighed softly and looked at her. "Lilly, i'm not going to hit you anymore, or touch you in thatt way without your permission." Death promised softly to her, he knew he was sick but it was all true, he coughed once again, taking in a deep breath.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:27:13 GMT -5
Lilly sighed, and nodded. "Yes, Master Death...." she seemed like she wanted to ask something. She turned to look at her master again. "How come you're ill? I thought that being the grim reaper meant that you were immune to death and illness...."
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:30:30 GMT -5
"Death, yes. Illness, no. Illness is something no one can get away from. I get sick sometimes from stress or to much anger." Death replied, he then removed his hand from hers and stood up, not bothering to cover himself, he got out of the tub and grabbed a towel, wrapping it loosely around his hips. He then drained the water from the tub and motioned for her to follow him.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:32:15 GMT -5
Lilly stood and followed him, nodding at what he said. "...Dead people escape illness...Gods supposedly do too..." she mumbled as she followed. She watched his still graceful movments, and felt self concious. I wish I was that graceful... she half wished, thinking over how clumsy she was sometimes.
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Post by Koops on Sept 29, 2007 2:34:40 GMT -5
"Dead people are already ill Lilly, they're dead, the don't escape it they feel it for eternity and gods get ill as well, it may not be a germ or disease but something else, more mental or emotional." Death stated as he found some long pajama pants and put them on and then a t-shirt.
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Post by Milk on Sept 29, 2007 2:36:31 GMT -5
"Oh." she mumbled, embarrassed. "...do you take people to heaven?" she asked, looking at him once he'd finished dressing. Lilly looked curious about his job, and one could tell based on her questions. "You said you take people to hell...Do you ever take them to heaven?"
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