𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐞 ‼҉
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❝ Sound the trumpet, and bang the drum,
while you wait for your judgment to come. ❞
𝘚𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘊 | 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 | (𝘕)𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 & 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴. | ✟ ASTEL
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I think I’ve heard of that, yeah. And that common name would be…?
Of course! 'Parapraxis', I'm very familiar. Though I know it better by it's more common name.
No—I meant—verbal typo. You know how it is.
Oh, my~ Are you in need of a stroking, dear?
That’s…kinda ominous. But also stroking.
He could have. At any point she was talking he could have just ended her, sent whatever spirit she was back to the depths. That, however, wasn't his job right now. Not his problem.
The politics of his profession were complicated, and sometimes he hated it.
"Wouldn't be fun," he said with a shrug.+
The politics of his profession were complicated, and sometimes he hated it.
"Wouldn't be fun," he said with a shrug.+
"Of course. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘔𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯."
That is certainly a promise, though, and an enthusiastic one at that.
"If you're so keen... you could always strike now?" Finger crooks & pulls her collar, topmost button threatens to pop right off. "Who'd know the difference?"
That is certainly a promise, though, and an enthusiastic one at that.
"If you're so keen... you could always strike now?" Finger crooks & pulls her collar, topmost button threatens to pop right off. "Who'd know the difference?"
"I've met more than whoever you're referring to. It's part of my job." He'd been doing this for...well, almost fifteen years. He's seen a lot. Fought a lot. Killed a lot.
"Fine, tell yourself that. Just know I'll be there to put you back in the box you popped out of when you fuck up. Count on it."
"Fine, tell yourself that. Just know I'll be there to put you back in the box you popped out of when you fuck up. Count on it."
"You've only ever met one being in your entire life like me, and she was not 'of my kind'."
The smile is gone now. Now, she's wearing a pout.
"The World itself is not enough. It never will be. I'm doing the kind thing by playing soccer mom. Keeping the worst of myself at bay. You're welcome."
The smile is gone now. Now, she's wearing a pout.
"The World itself is not enough. It never will be. I'm doing the kind thing by playing soccer mom. Keeping the worst of myself at bay. You're welcome."
"I deal with your kind a lot. Daily, almost. Every single one of you has an agenda, and there are very, *very* few of you that wants to make amends for what they did in their past lives."
He scoffed, reaching into his jacket for a silver flask.
"You just can't get enough, can you?"
He scoffed, reaching into his jacket for a silver flask.
"You just can't get enough, can you?"
"Stole? I was given this body for the low price of asking, sir. Honey adores being outside the pit, being a mother, living a life... it's far more fun than the alternative."
Her smile had soured some. 'Fake' was hurtful, she loved her family very much!
"Why don't you believe me?"
Her smile had soured some. 'Fake' was hurtful, she loved her family very much!
"Why don't you believe me?"
"Interesting." There's a lot of possibilities, and they make his head hurt. Victor rubbed his temple and blew out a heavy sigh.
"So you're just here, on earth, with a fake family in a body you probably stole, just to have fun? Really?" He leaned forward a bit, glaring daggers.
"I call bull."
"So you're just here, on earth, with a fake family in a body you probably stole, just to have fun? Really?" He leaned forward a bit, glaring daggers.
"I call bull."
Ooh, she shivered there. Always lovely to hear your name after wearing another.
"Do I seem wrathful to you, darling? Have you ever seen me anything but delighted?" A giggle then, stolen from another.
"They didn't call me anything. They only ever wanted the fruits I bore. The knowledge I offered."
"Do I seem wrathful to you, darling? Have you ever seen me anything but delighted?" A giggle then, stolen from another.
"They didn't call me anything. They only ever wanted the fruits I bore. The knowledge I offered."
"Lust, most likely. Coupled with Wrath, they go hand in hand." He had met a literal god, a personification of love and war that was beyond words. This thing?
This thing was a biblical nightmare that strolled into his waking dream.
"So, what'd they call you back then? Eve? Lilith?" Joking, right?
This thing was a biblical nightmare that strolled into his waking dream.
"So, what'd they call you back then? Eve? Lilith?" Joking, right?
"Give or take. I do remember being on the Yangtze when rice was first cultivated..."
Tapping her chin thoughtfully, humming sweetly at the memory.
"I'm love. Purest, animalistic love. But they have another word for me in the books and songs. One they decry as a sin..."
Tapping her chin thoughtfully, humming sweetly at the memory.
"I'm love. Purest, animalistic love. But they have another word for me in the books and songs. One they decry as a sin..."
He doesn't like that. He doesn't like the implications for that in any way at all.
"Okay, I'm gonna have to pause. Seven millenia? Who, and what, exactly are you?"
The answer is gonna be one he doesn't like, right?
"Okay, I'm gonna have to pause. Seven millenia? Who, and what, exactly are you?"
The answer is gonna be one he doesn't like, right?
Well played, sir. I can see why you're so vaunted in your place of work.
Okay... Well.
I'm called Mella lately, that's M-E-Double L-A. I've been making trips to the human world for... well over seven millennia now.
And my endgame for being on this plane is to have a good time!
Okay... Well.
I'm called Mella lately, that's M-E-Double L-A. I've been making trips to the human world for... well over seven millennia now.
And my endgame for being on this plane is to have a good time!