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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 19:21:50 GMT -5
Danger slumped down in his chair at the most popular night time cafe. He was pouting. Why was he here of all the ridiculous places? He could be out traumatizing a child via nightmare, but noooo! The bossman, whoever that was and whatever that meant, said he had to start talking to Death because 'you are taking lives of people illegally and that is Death's job. Consult him first.' "Stupid legalities...Even within things outside the normal life and death range and range of possibilty! I have to speak to some pale guy with red eyes...Psh...I hate my job now." Danger waited for Death to come silently from then. Of course the man was running late...Danger told him to come at a late time just so he could complain to himself.
~Meanwhile~
A small girl with long brown hair and pale skin walked the nightstreets with her friends. Her hazel brown eyes with tints of green made her face more appealing than it was with just flat brown eyes. She was lucky there. Otherwise, the woman was very average looking. Her friends giggled and spoke of boys they were interested in, while Emily vaguely listened. She was worrying about her upcoming pre-spring break tests. College was interesting. Her group passed by the man in a strange straight-jacket coat talking to himself. One of her friends whispered the word, 'Craazy,' and most everyone laughed right as they, ironically, entered the cafe that the man was talking to himself was at. The line was long, but it was worth it. Emily always though their Chai Teas were the best.
((oh! just a heads up, I decided to make Emily/Kyoko normal. No shinigami. : ) I don't feel like doing that many characters this early into it))
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 19:32:20 GMT -5
((Alright.))
Death hummed softly to himself, sitting at his house at the moment in his office, Cerberus laying on the ground and snoring loudly like an idiot. "Of course I get called to meet a little prick on the day I get the most fucking paper work. I hate that red haired bastard sometimes." Death hissed as he finished writing down on a few papers and then stood, he snapped his fingers, disappearing and reappearing in one of the shadows of the cafe. He straightened himself out, then moved out from the shadow, he immediatly pinpointed his gaze on the person he was supposed to be meeting. Hn. Fool, killing without my permission. Death thought, walking over and taking a seat across from the man. What's his name again? Danger or Drake i'm supposed to call him? Hn. "Good evening, i'm Death. It's pleasure to meet you." He said, puttig his hand out to be shook.
Same Time
Nekane was already sitting at a table by herself, drinking her coffee quietly and watching people silently. So many auras in one place, it's almost confusing me... She thought to herself and looked to where death was. She lost her breath for a moment and then it slowly returned, she looked away from him. How dark his aura is... Evil. She thought and looked up to the door, watching people walk in, mostly females.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 21:10:53 GMT -5
Danger held his hands up to show his clawed gloves. "Unless you like being scrathed, I'd suggest we don't shake. Name's Danger...or you can call me the Boogey-man, Death." he said, chuckling. "I suppose we should get down to whatever business it is we have to do..." he hummed thoughtfully. "To put it bluntly, any child who has a nightmare of death while they are sick or at least 5 times in a row, I kill them...I need you to sign this, please?" he asked, pushed a contract in front of Death to sign.
Emily's friends left her once most saw either their boyfriends or guys of interest already seated. Emily sighed and waited in line to order her tea. Once that was taken care of, she looked for a place to sit. She gulped, sucking in her shyness, and approached Nekane. "M-May I sit here?" she asked. All the other tables were full. She felt an evil, no two evil- deathly evil- auras in the cafe. She looked over her shoulder at the two men talking. The 'crazy' man pushed something to the other man...
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 21:21:04 GMT -5
He grabbed the contract, putting it to eye level and looking it over slowly. "You've killed many already without this. Did you know that i'm the one that get in trouble for it? Because I am, we may need to speak about this more." Death said, putting the paper down on the table and staring into Danger's eyes, his were a bleeding red, he was pretty fucking pissed off at the moment with the man across from him. "Some of those children aren't meant to die yet."
Nekane looked up at Emily and smiled slightly, giving her head a nod, her hand came out, gesturing for the girl to have a seat. "Of course you may." She said, looking at her curiously, she took another sip of her drink, she was actually quite glad someone had come to sit with her.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 21:28:51 GMT -5
"No, they are meant to die." Danger hissed, getting mad at this so-called Death man. "If they weren't, then they would not dream of death all by themselves. I control all dreams with the Sandman, you've met him once. He's quite the slacker, no?" Danger digressed momentarily and chuckled. The Sandman had come by and told him how creepy Death was when they met. "To get to the point, if a child dreams on their own accord, they are either meant to die or meant to be a seer. If it is mostly deathly based dreams, especially of their own conjurings and they can describe you in their dreams, they must die." Danger had been taught this. "And FYI, I've only killed 2 this year, Death." He sneered his name. How dare he question the boogey-man's motivations. Didn't the man know only a few amount of people were permitted to see the whole picture? Those whose fates were not entwined with theirs had to die to keep their mouths shut...The media would make a big deal out of the findings the afterlife, dreamland, and other various places that are not supposed to (in text) exsist.
Emily smiled and took a seat. She was happy to have one. "I'm Emily...What's your name?" Emily asked, extending a hand out to Nekane to shake. Emily was a generally friendly person.
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 21:38:30 GMT -5
"They die on my say, I am the reaper of these souls and if I say they're supposed to be alive then they are. Who's going to believe children anyways? There dreams, nothing more, nothing less. The mind is an odd thing." Death growled back, he sat up straight, his boney, pale and long hands moving onto the table, he leaned over a bit, a sinister smirk moving over his lips. "You think that you can speak to me like i'm lower then you? I don't think that's very nice, considering I could tear apart your soul and leave you an empty shell of the one you were before. To me you're a worthless bug I can crush any second... But i'll let you live and do what you do, for now." Death said, he slwoly leaned back into his chair, grabbed the contract, bit the tip of his pointer finger and toushed where he was supposed to sign, a spidery and graceful signature appeared and he handed it to Danger.
"I'm Nekane, it's nice to meet you Emily." Nekane replied, her hand came out and grabbed a hold of Emily's gently, shaking for a moment and then moving away. "I saw you come in with a bunch of girls, what happened, weren't you going to be hanging out with them or something?" She questioned curiously.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 21:46:43 GMT -5
Danger rolled his eyes at the man. "I'm half of you, Death, you twit. I can speak lower to you despite the fact that I am of lower status than you...And you would be suprised at how many people believe children...Especially on recurring dreams. Therapists come up with stuff to coax them though..." He smiled maniaclly. "And my soul wouldn't be crushed...There has to be a boogey man and I know that the red-headed man down below likes my work thus far...You'd get in trouble if you got rid of me, and you know it." Danger knew full well how much trouble both of them could get into for not working together...It wasn't a big deal until paper work became one with the equation. Now they seemed to hate each other passionately. Once the paper was signed, Danger took the paper. "Great...I'll have to consult you every night from now on. Oh and expect a nightmare tonight." Danger informed him with a kind grin.
"I was, but they all have boyfriends or are trying to get one...And I'm not into that kind of talk." she explained quietly and sipped her warm drink, savoring the spicy flavor mixed with cinammon going down her throat.
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 21:54:33 GMT -5
"How about you promise me a nightmare." He said, his eyes were even darker red, it contrasted with his porceline skin and onyx coloured hair. "I could always find someone better remember that, anyone can always be replaced, it's just a matter of the time you take. And don't call me a twit, i'm far better then you in every way." Death said, a muscle in his jaw popped in anger. He felt like crushing Danger's neck right now. "Anyways, i've got three stacks of paperwork left to do so I must get going. I'll see you tomorrow night in my office." The man sttod and then walked away from the table, disappearing in a shadow.
She's a pretty girl, I wonder why she wouldn't want a boyfriend. Nekane thought to herself and gave a small smile at Emily. "How old are you?" She questioned, this may help her understand. Oh... He's gone. Nekane thought, looking over at where Death had been a little bit ago.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 22:00:33 GMT -5
Danger rolled his eyes at the man. "How lame...He knows there are specifics with each boogey man, and there hasn't been another birthed yet...I suppose he is right though. I should calm down to my usual self." He looked around the room. He knew what everyone feared in the room, and that was always fun to know. He watched two girls talk at a table...He sighed and stared, rather ogled, at Nekane. She sure is pretty. he thought and stood, leaving as well. He felt depressed for his immature actions and words. He was hardly 2200 years old, 22 in Boogey-years.
"I'm 20...I'm in college and I don't think I could handle a relationship right now...Or maybe I could. I don't know...It's just...I don't know." Emily rambled, her cheeks flaming up. "So...do you have...a special someone?" she asked.
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 22:07:05 GMT -5
Death was once again sitting in his office, reading and signing paperwork while Cerberus snored demonicly. "How does he not wake himself up, that snoring is scarier then i am." He muttered, looking at his companion and almost smiling lovingly but hiding it. He's my only friend in this idiotic place... Death thought to himself, even though he kept no loving sound to it. "Bastard, wake up and help me." He hissed. Cerberus snorted and just rolled over, snoring even louder.
"No, i've got no one, I never have. Relationships just haven't seemed very important to me, you know? By the way, i'm twenty two years old." Nekane replied, she smiled at how the girl blushed. She hadn't noticed that she had been being stared at by Danger.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 22:11:14 GMT -5
Danger appeared in his room and bowed to Death. "I'm sorry, Death. I was very rude and acted immature in front of and to you. Please accept my apology...And your dog is dreaming of killing birds by the way." he mumbled sincerely to him.
"Me either...No one asks me really either. I got asked once in 6th grade...I said no because I didn't understand." she mumbled boredly. She smiled as the evil auras disappeared from the room. It was relaxing.
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 22:17:16 GMT -5
His eyebrows rose curiously and he gave a small hum, giving a nod of his head. Death's foot moved over to Cerberus's form and kicked him in the back. Cerberus growled and got up, shaking his heads and giving a growl of annoyance. "Idiot. I told you to wake up and help me yet you dream of mangling some rats with wings?" He hissed lowly. "I apologize Master Death." Cerberus apologized and took some paper work, looking it over and every now and then touching it with his paw to sign it. Death looked at Danger, "Is that all?"
"Oh, guys are stupid anyways, they don't understand female minds, but I can't blame them, everyone unique, right? I've never been asked out at all, i'm alright with that though." nekane replied, watchign Emily curiously while taking a sip of her drink.
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 22:22:38 GMT -5
"Yes, that's all...And also..." he pulled out a slip. It was a child who was dying of a terminal illness. "I'm supposed to give this child a good dream to the afterlife tonight or Saturday. Which is better for you?" he asked. Now he had business.
Emily laughed and nodded. "Yes, they are and everyone is." she agreed. Her phone vibrated and she pulled it out of her Indian looking purse. She got a text from a friend saying that there was a study session going on. Emily jumped up. "I got to go, later!" she said and sprinted out.
((how are we going to get them to meet?))
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Post by Koops on Mar 8, 2008 22:28:42 GMT -5
He looked at the slip and thought for a moment, he was already doing paperwork. "Tonight, do it quick while i'm still working so I don't get that in the middle of the night when i'm trying to sleep." Death stated, he was snorted at by Cerberus and then Cerberus received a harsh glare which was ignored.
Nekane watched her go, blinking curiously. "What an odd women... Very cute though." She murmered softly to herself and sipped at her drink again.
((Well, Nekane goes out a lot to the beach and out in the streets for walks at night, so maybe they see each other when Emily goes out with her friends or something.))
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Post by Milk on Mar 8, 2008 22:34:32 GMT -5
Danger then disappeared and went to do his business. He was gone for the rest of the night, except once to return with the paper work and an invitation the a beach party with him for the next night.
Emily ended up studying the whole night.
((i made a party for the next night at the beach for them to go to))
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