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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 0:15:01 GMT -5
Well that explained a lot. "Subeems thubat yubou'll bube stubuck hubere thuben. Ubi'm suborruby." Dying in unfamiliar place wasn't something many picked. Standing, she grabbed him more water, mulling over the time he had left. Probably an hour at most, but it'd be a slow death. Sitting back down, she watched him as he breathed in stuttered breath, grimacing in pain. Lifting his head once again, she put the cup to his mouth for him to drink.
"Yubou hubave ubabubout uban hubour lubeft ubof lubife," she said
carefully as to not startle him. "Wubould yubou lubike tubo wubait ubuntubil thube ubend ubor ubare yubou rubeaduby dubie nubow? Ubi'm uboffuberubing tubo tubake yubour suboul ubahubead ubof schubedubule ubif yubou prubefuber, bubut thube chuboice ubis yubours. Ubeithuber wubay, Ubi wubill stubay ubuntubil yubou mubove ubon." She grasped his hand as she spoke, caressing the scarred flesh on his knuckles. Burn marks, she noted at the feel of the skin.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 0:26:11 GMT -5
He was going to attribute everything she was saying to delusion. He had no proof of her words asides from the way he could feel his body shutting down, and even that only confirmed that he maybe only had an hour left. Dismas clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, mulling over her words as he eyed the water she gave him. If this wasn't a delusion, then he would really prefer to just get everything done and over with. It was tiring, being like this. He was no good to himself or anyone else now and no one but this woman would know of his cowardice in asking that she shorten his pain.
Tilting his face up and away from the glass Dismas looked back at the womans mask, mind already made up. "Mubask uboff, thuben yuboubu cuban tubakube ubit." Either he would luck out, and she would do just that, or he'd be waking up from this "dream" soon and be left wishing for the very thing she was promising.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 0:37:33 GMT -5
She laughed. Hard enough for her shoulders to shake. She liked this boy. "Dubeal," she hummed, patting his cheek.
Dropping her hood, Chronic grasped at her mask and pull the porcelain cover away. The smell of the room became stronger, but easily ignored. She leaned over him, grasping the sides of his face as she tilted his head back. She brushed her lips against his, smirking as he involuntarily tensed. "Rubelubax uband lubet mube tubake yubou," she whispered, pressing her lips to his and urging his soul to come to her. A kiss was always a more pleasant way to die, in her opinion.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 0:46:21 GMT -5
Briefly, he thought the kiss must really suck considering all he tasted like was acid and water. That thought was quickly brushed aside by the feel of something being tugged from his chest, like she was breathing in his heart. It made Dismas gasp against her lips, his eyes flying wide open an a tiny whine catching in his throat. Withing seconds however his body was going limp, eyes fluttering shut and panicked breathing ebbing away. A cool sense washed over him, not unlike the one that did when she'd first pressed her hands to his face. The little strength he had left was used to kiss her back, gently, thanking, before a kind of static filled his head and then-
Nothing.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 0:57:33 GMT -5
Pulling back as his body stilled, Chronic watched with a small smile as an opalescent orb shined brightly between them. The soul was about the size of an apple with wisps of energy fraying from it. A powerful little soul, she thought as she cupped the orb, and beautiful. The warmth seeped into her hands. "You are a strange one," she whispered, brushing her thumbs over it. "I think I'll keep you." To be able to reach out to her as it did really was extraordinary.
Gazing down at the body of the young man, she frowned. She should get rid of it. It wouldn't be much use to her and leaving it would probably anger the leader...She was going to leave it.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 1:14:05 GMT -5
Was't death supposed to be this end-all, no-more thing? Dismas could see, he could hear, but there really wasn't much a way for him to feel. It was like his entire body was asleep and all he could move was his head. There was a certain desire to stretch that wouldn't leave him, feeling as though he was suddenly placed in a very tight space. He sighed, then realized a bit belatedly that there was no more acid in his stomach, and, that he had no stomach.
A ripple went through him, making Dismas moan and try to arch into the source of that suddenly pleasant sensation. Vaguely, he could hear talking. Muffled, quiet, a whisper that he almost felt more then heard. It was odd but not bad. He opened his mouth, trying to speak but there was no mouth to do so with. Confused. That's what he was. "Whubat..." he murmered, not even understanding this ability to speaking without the body to do so.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 1:19:05 GMT -5
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...Chronic gaped at the soul before smiling widely. "Wubell ubaruben't yubou fubull ubof suburprubisubes!" She twisted the soul in her hand. "Yubou're stubill cubonscubiubous ubin thubere, ubaruben't yubou? Hubow yubou fubeelubing, buboy?"
Today just kept getting better.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 1:29:57 GMT -5
Upside down, he was upside down and the motion should have made him sick but all he got out of it was a vague feeling of discomfort and then- oh, oh great. He'd actually died. He'd died and that woman had taken his soul and was now talking to him and he couldn't, quite move away or in general. Suddenly her words made sense, him realizing she was using his language again. Well, glad to know death wasn't able to overcome language barriers he scoffed to himself.
"Lubikube subombuebuonbue squbuubishubed mube ubintubo uba cubup."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 1:34:25 GMT -5
She snorted. Letting go of him, he floated into the air before her. "Whuby ubare yubou stubill hubere? Ubunfubinubished bubusubinubess? Wubere yubou lubyubing ubabubout wubantubing tubo dubie?" she asked, teasingly, though she did want an answer. This wasn't normal, to say the least.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 1:42:56 GMT -5
If he thought going upside down was disorientating, being let go of was all the worse. Like being left to tread water without having to actually move. He choked on a scream and promptly swallowed it down, wishing he had arms to fling out and balance himself with. "Hubahuba subo fubunny" he mocked in a somewhat shaken voice. "UbI dubon't knubow, suborry."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 1:51:02 GMT -5
Strange. "Wubell thuben, wubould yubou lubike tubo stubick ubarubound?" she offered, pushing his soul around with her finger. She could feel the distress coming from him. It must feel strange being a soul. "Ubor, ubif yubou'd lubike, Ubi cuban pubush yubou ubon yubour muberruby wubay ubintubo thube ubaftuberlubife ubof yubour chuboice."
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 1:57:33 GMT -5
That didn't sound right. He didn't like the idea of just going ahead, something nagging at the back of his mind that said he should stay. Dismas also didn't like the way she was pushing him around, annoyance making things brighter and fuzzier. He couldn't see the way his soul seemed to flicker at her prodding, reacting like a bristling cat to the touch. "Ubi'll stubay" he answered back, decisively, before a thought entered his mind. "Wubaubit- whubo ubarube yuboubu? Nubot jubust ubanyubonube, ubor crubeubatuburube, cuban tubakube uba suboub
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 2:03:26 GMT -5
Her hand paused mid-motion at the question. "Dubeath," she answered easily, shrugging. "Thubat ubis whubat Ubi ubam, thubough Ubi mubuch rubathuber bube cuballubed Chrubonubic nubowubadubays. Whubat ubis yubour nubame? Subince yubou ubare stubayubing, wube mubight ubas wubell knubow ubeach ubothuber's nubames." If he is to stay, she will have to bind him to something.
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Post by Dismality on Feb 22, 2016 2:11:31 GMT -5
Right, Death, and he was a wizard. Still, she had just kissed his soul right out of him, and now he, was just that? Maybe, probably. It seemed like a reasonable enough explanation though he doubted he'd be able to fully believe it till he confirmed the fact himself. The woman, Chronic, had a slight air of mischief about her Dismas hadn't picked up, nor had he felt the same urge to go to her and give himself over entirely. Maybe a result of being a weak soul, he assumed he was weak as there was nothing a soul could do but exist, in front of an existence that took care of beings like he was now...interesting. "Dubismubas. Ubayubers." He tacked on his last name as an after thought, an urge to be more proper filling him. Another thing he might want to investigate, these overwhelming and muted emotions that ebbed and flowed like the waves on a beach.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 19:05:34 GMT -5
She hummed in thought, eyeing him contemplatively. With a smirk, she slipped her mask back on. "Wubell, Dubismubas, Ubi hubope yubou ubenjuboy bubeubing uba suboul. Ubi subuggubest bubindubing yuboursubelf tubo subomubethubing ubas uban ubanchubor ubof suborts. Ubit'll hubelp kubeep yubou frubom blubowubing ubawubay ubintubo uboblubivubiubon," she said this as she stood from the couch and made her way to the door. "Uband truby tubo kubeep ubout ubof subight. Thubere ubare tuboo mubanuby hubere thubat wubould lubove tubo dubevubour uba suboul wubithubout prubotubectiubon."
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