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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2008 17:36:20 GMT -5
Emily nodded, unsuprised. "Explains your weird aura, and the feeling I get around you...Er...One of them." she mumbled, blushing and staring into the fire. It was easier that way.
"It's my favorite dream." he murmured, releasing her and looking around sadly. "this is the beach of DReamland. My favorite place..." DAnger sounded sad.
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Post by Koops on Mar 14, 2008 17:42:23 GMT -5
"I'm also not really an interrogator for the police, not even close actually." Death said, watching her face, his eyes narrowed slightly, but not in anger, in question. "And i'm not a human either, but i'm not an alien or anything..."
Nekane's eyes softened and her smile disappeared, one of her hands moved up, touching one of his cheeks gently in a friendly way. "What's wrong, hun?" She asked in a soft tone of voice.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2008 19:58:53 GMT -5
Emily took that in for a moment, turning to him for a moment to look at his face, his body, his ability to know she was suddenly in danger. "...I...suppose that makes sense." she whispered, not afraid, but curious now. It raged her eyes.
He didn't answer for awhile. But, finally, he turned and was smiling again. "Just thinking is all...I like that you called me hon," he told her in a happy way and pulled her into a hug against him. "are we together then?"
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Post by Koops on Mar 14, 2008 20:27:51 GMT -5
Death looked at her, seeing the fear and curiousity in her eyes. "My name... Actually dictates whom I am. I work for Satan, I collect the soul of the dead for him and I kill people." He explained, he was almost afraid to be rejected by her, but he knew it would probably happen anyways.
She blinked when her body was pulled up against his and then both her eyebrows rose at him. "Just because I called you 'hon' you think that automatically mean we're together? I don't think so..." Nekane said, poking him gently in the arm.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2008 21:38:39 GMT -5
Emily thought about that for a second. He is Death. The GRim reaper...He takes the souls of the dead to hell to Satan...I should be scared. Right? she thought, gulping and giving him a peck on the jaw of his pale white skin. "Okay." she murmured.
"I know. It's called wishful thinking, hon." he chuckled and twirled her then sat down, leaving her standing. "If only, I guess."
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Post by Koops on Mar 14, 2008 21:58:44 GMT -5
He looked at her in surprise and then smiled softly. "I'd never hurt you though, remember that." Death said quietly, lifting one of her hands and bringing it t his cold, pale lips, then letting it go slowly.
Nekane sat down near him after a moment, her head tilted to the side and her eyes on the moon. "You miss it, right? Being in Dreamland or where ever." She asked quietly to him, smiling to herself sadly for Drake.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2008 22:01:54 GMT -5
Emily watched her hand be lifted and listened to his promise. She smiled softly and moved closer to him. "How old are you? REally...As old as time?" she asked him.
"Yes and no. Dreamland is always dark...The sun is nice once in a while. The earth is a wretched place...Thus making dReamland in its good places wonderful. Dn't be sad." he whispered, kissing her forehead softly.
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Post by Koops on Mar 15, 2008 1:42:42 GMT -5
He nodded his head at her. "As old as time itself... Well. Actually i've been alive since the first animal." Death explained, he blinked, it was a really, really long time to be alive for actually, really weird and shit. Wow... And I live life so bleakly. He thought to himself, eyes narrowed slightly.
Nekane smiled a bit, looking at him and giving him a gentle pat on the shoulder. "I'm just sad for you. But I don't pity you or anything like that. Pity is for the weak minded." She murmered and rested her chin on his shoulder. "You really want to go out with me?"
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Post by Milk on Mar 15, 2008 9:53:50 GMT -5
Emily nodded and smiled at him. "How come you won't kill me?" she asked, still smiling. It was a curious, and kind smile. I like Death...I like death... she thought.
"No, I Just asked to be a jackass." he retortd mildly. "Of course I do! Why stalk you if I don't want to go out with you?" Danger smiled and laid in the imaginary sand.
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Post by Koops on Mar 15, 2008 16:11:51 GMT -5
"Because I like you to much, you're different like i've said before and I think you've got a wonderful personality. Like a peach." Death answered and leaned a bit closer to her, his eyelids closing halfway over his eyes.
She chuckled and just stayed as she was before, sitting beside him on the sand. "... I'll go out with you." Nekane said, looking at him and giving a teasing smile to him. "And don't worry, i'm not just saying that so you'll be happy I want to go out with you." She explained.
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Post by Milk on Mar 15, 2008 19:08:04 GMT -5
"A...peach?" she asked, smiling still and lounging against the cushion behind her. She was warm again, so she let the blanket drop a bit.
Danger smiled happily and held her hand. "And now I can hold your hand, without it seeming odd." he told her and laughed in a musical tone of voice.
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Post by Koops on Mar 15, 2008 20:07:03 GMT -5
Death nodded his head at her in response, he touched her cheek gently with one of his hands and then rested his forehead against hers. "You don't seem as upset as I thought you'd be about this actually." He murmered out quietly.
"You've got a very nice laugh." Nekane complimented absently, holding Drake's hand as well gently in hers. She combed her free hand back through her hair yet again and looked around lazily.
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Post by Milk on Mar 15, 2008 20:23:25 GMT -5
Emily blushed and looked into his red eyes. "I'm...not..." she mumbled, curiousity directed at herself. "I should be, shouldn't I? Reacting badly...?" she asked, frowning sadly at the thought.
"Thanks." he hummed out and shut his eyes. Drake sighed softly and looked at her. "What now?"
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Post by Koops on Mar 15, 2008 21:23:03 GMT -5
"You should be, but i'm very glad you aren't." Death said quietly before moving out of her bubble for her, his eyes soft.
She shrugged letting go of Drake's hand and standing up from the ground. Nekane stuck her hands in her pockets and walked down the beach, humming a random tune for a little bit of amusement.
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Post by Milk on Mar 15, 2008 22:44:56 GMT -5
Emily rested against his shoulder after moving closer. "Thank you." she murmured again. She was exhausted. "Where am I sleeping?"
Drake watched her, creating birds that sang Disney songs to annoy her. It was amusing to watch.
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