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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 18:53:48 GMT -5
Death sat quietly in his office, stacks of paper floating around everywhere, there were stray papers on the ground. Cerberus was running around trying to eat a little pixie that had popped up in there for some odd reason. The reaper grunted softly to himself and watched what was going on.
She got out of the shower after a while, grabbing a towel and drying herself off. She wrapped the towel around herself, making sure it would stay there as she began to brush her hair. Nekane watched herself in the mirror, looking at stray scars she had on her arms and shoulders, they were all just dark lines really. How terrible looking. The women thought to herself, lazily tracing one of them.
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 19:00:19 GMT -5
Emily sighed as the week progressed foreward. Her freinds had interogated her, but two of them had gotten upset. Apparently they had had their eyes on Death. They were still upset at her. To top that off, her roommate yelled at her for interupting her and her boyfriend's 'session of love.' She was walking down the street to a restaurant for dinner, since eating on campus was just no longer any fun with a few people made at you.
Drake had watched her trace her scars. It had been three days since that night. He was sitting at the cafe he had seen her in first to see if she would be there. He was trying to look inconspicious amoungst the teenagers of the night. He sighed. Please come. he wished, watching the young woman Death spoke to pass by and then disappear. "Weird." he decided.
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 19:04:35 GMT -5
He had been piled with tons of work for the entire week, having absolutly no time to phone Emily. At the moment though he was walking down thr street boredly, looking for a bar to go and hang out at for a while. I want some rum... Death thought to himself.
Nekane walked into the cafe, immediately walking to the front counter and ordering herself a drink, she went and took a seat. She sat in her seat, taking a small sip of her coffee and closing her eyes, she felt a familiar aura and looked up, her eyes moving slowly around the cafe and then stopping on Drake.
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 19:08:38 GMT -5
Emily stopped outside a cheap restaurant and bar. She debated for a moment, then went inside. I need to call Death sometime...Perhaps saturday. she thought, asking for a seat and then following the Hostess to her booth.
Drake sighed and stood, getting ready to go when he saw Nekane. He smiled at her and approached her table slowly. "May I sit with you, Nekane?" he asked politely. He didn't want to intrude on her private thoughts if that was what she was doing, thinking he means.
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 19:13:54 GMT -5
Death walked into the same resturant and bar and walked over to the bar quickly. Taking a seat on a stool and ordering himself some strong booze. Once he got and paid for it he slowly took a drink, happy about being able to actually get some alcohol in his system.
"Go ahead, take a seat." Nekane said with a small smile, her eyes on him, she was supposed to tell him about that dream. He really does look like the boogey-man... She thought to herself and took another drink of the coffee.
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 19:17:20 GMT -5
Emily ordered her food and looked around the restaurant and bar. She thought she saw Death, but from behind it could have been anyone. Shyness took over so she remained silent and looked at other patrons. She sighed inaudibly and rested her head on the table to wait patiently for her meal to arrive.
Drake smiled. "How are you? How have you been for three days?" he inquired softly, shoving his hands into his hoodie's pocket. "Any nightmares?" Drake was very casual about what he asked, pretending to use information from three years ago.
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 19:24:36 GMT -5
Death turned in his stool when he saw someone look at him, his eyes sat on Emily. He grinned and got up, walking over and taking a seat acrss from her. "Hello there Emily. I'm sorry I haven't gotten to phone you, but I was very bus with work all week." He said, taking a sip of his rum and coke.
"I've been very good, and no nightmares except for one nightmare the night I got home from that party. And I talked to um... You know, the boogey-man like you told me to." Nekane answered, blushing a bit and turning her gaze to look out of the window.
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 20:12:16 GMT -5
Emily jumped when he sat across from her. "H-Hi...I wasn't sure if...Oh, nevermind." she sighed and looked down at her arms. "Sorry I haven't phoned you yet either..." she apologized quietly.
Drake smiled at her. "What was he like?" he asked in a whisper, looking out the window as well. It was beginning to rain. He sighed at that. "It was so lovely just a few moments ago too...Weather is very odd."
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 20:33:51 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it, I was busy and if you phoned I would've felt bad for not being able to go out with you." Death replied with a small smile moving over his lips, he watched her over the edge of his glass. "You're here all by yourself?"
Nekane watched the rain fall, her elbows moving and her chin propped up in her hands. "It's lovely now to though... The rain is wonderful." She told him, looking at him from the corner of her vision and then directly out of the window. "He was rather nice actually, he reminded me of you, not only personality wise though." Nekane answered his question off handedly.
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 20:44:47 GMT -5
Emily nodded, smiling slightly at his explanation. That was sweet of him. She watched as her meal came and was set down. The waitress looked at Death and smiled at him. "Can I get you anything?" Her words had a double meaning. She was flirting with Death despite the obvious other girl at the table.
Drake looked confused. "Oh? How else did he remind you of me?" he asked, nodding in agreement with her about the rain. "It is lovely. I do love the rain...It usually gives peace to many..."
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 20:51:47 GMT -5
"No thank you, i've got all I want right here." Death answered in a friendly tone of voice, his eyes rather blank though. He looked at Emily, giving her a gentle smile and then having another drink of his booze.
Nekane looked at Drake slowly, a small smile on her lips. "You're hair is the same, your voices are the same your auras are practically the same. I couldn't see his eyes because of his hair... It wasn't brushed, like yours." She answered, sending him a look. "The rain is my favourite weather."
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 20:54:08 GMT -5
The waitress left, looking disappointed. Emily smiled at him. "So...You've been busy with work? A lot of folks to interogate?" she asked. Her gut suddenly picked up on the bad vibe she was getting from him, and was suprised by its strength.
Drake laughed. "Now that is interesting...It's mine too." he commented to both things at once. Drake reached over and brushed some stray hairs out of Nekane's face. "You're very beautiful...You know?" he asked.
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 20:58:16 GMT -5
"Not really, lot's of paperwork for me to sign for interrogations and such. I only did two though... Took a while to get information out of them." Death answered, wathing her, his eyes light again but darker then they had been the night at the beach.
She shook her head at Drake's last comment, not believing him. "I really don't think so actually, you saw those scars on my stomach, I don't think that's very attractive..." Nekane trailed off as she saw a teenage girl run past the window, crying, a boy chasing after her, most likely to apologize. Ah, young love...
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Post by Milk on Mar 9, 2008 21:06:07 GMT -5
Emily nodded and began to pick at her ravioli's...Which is what she had ordered. "I guess that stinks, the paperwork part." she commented. Emily looked up at a song she liked being played on the radio, then back down. She had just wanted to see the source...It wasn't the jukebox. Someone's iPod was up too loud.
Drake rolled his eyes. "Those scars are not ugly..." he paused and pointed at some girl facing away from them in the cafe. "Now that girl is ugly...She has scars from so much plastic surgery...Blond bimbo." Drake snickered and looked away. The girl turned and he was right.
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Post by Koops on Mar 9, 2008 21:11:24 GMT -5
"Both parts are particularly annoying actually. They both leave me to tired to do anything." Death replied and watched her curiously, he hummed softly to himself, eyes closing, he began to listen to other peoples conversations. Hn... That guys wife isn't going to be to happy. He thought to himself as he saw a man talking with his lover.
"Drake, pointing is not polite in any circumstance." Nekane muttered but looked at the girl anyways curiously, she quickly looked away, shaking her head. "What an unnatural thing to do with the body... Ugh. I can't stand it when people do things like that just for their appearance. Everyone's fine the way they were born..." She stated and downed the rest of her coffee.
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