He snorted softly. "I have many responsibilities. None of which can I abandon to go off…doing whatever." He shook his head.
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"oh okay… you do you boo"
She says dozing off, falling into a deep sleep. She hadnt been able to sleep for a while now, so she was glad she could this time.
"Boo?" He said in surprise, staring at her for a moment. She was asleep already, he saw, and knew she wouldn't answer. He settled back in his seat, looking at the ceiling to wait.
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Standing up looking around. Looking at the reaper, a little shocked.
"woah okay! I-honestly dont know what i was expecting."
She said to herself, rubbing her temples.
He looked up. "Oh. Good morning." He greeted. He was still sitting in exactly the same position as he had been when she went to sleep.
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"So… Where do you wanna go now?"
She said with a sudden jolt of excitement.
"I don't really feel like killing people right now"
He looked at her. "And I thank God for that." He said dryly. "And I don't care what we do."
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"Well you choose, let go"
She says, suddenly sounding really fed up with him already. She hated people being indecisive because then she had to choose what to do. Which she hated. Fathering almost all of her weapons, leaving a few daggers and a short sword behind, opening the wooden door and looking at the reaper then stepping out.
He stood, and followed her out. "I agreed to this bargain to cut down on the number of souls I must take care of, not to get drunk and…behave like any normal person." He said firmly. "So stop this. Just do what you wish, and I shall accompany you."
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"Well, that's no fun…"
She said turning to him crossing her arms.
He looked straight back at her, raising his eyebrows slightly. "So?"
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"well let's do a starter… What's your name?"
She says to him rather curious, and she really didn't want to just keep on calling him grim
He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Not important. Just call me Reaper." He replied.
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"No"
She says stubbornly, crossing her arms, her hip put sticking out a little. Her hair was still in a ponytail, but it was falling out.
"Give me your name"
"Why?" He asked, standing and looking at her. "It isn't important."
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"Yes, it is. If you're going to be staying with me, I have to know your name!"
She says to him getting a little angry but not really showing.
He looked at her levelly. "Fine. Try NO." He replied sharply. "I don't want to tell you my name, nor will I."
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"fine…. ill find out a what sooner or later"
She says jumping onto a tree branch, jumping from branch to branch, and every now and then stopping to look at the reaper.
He followed her quietly, still in that black hoodie and pants, his black hair wild and curly on top of his head.
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Arriving at the camp that she killed the girl earlier. Perched high in a tree, she looked over the camp. A slight breeze blowing her hair back, sitting in the tree, she surprisingly looked incredibly peaceful, looking down at the panicked camp. Im guessing they just told the rest of the tribe that she was murdered. Looking back at the reaper, swinging back from the tree hanging upside down, her legs hooked over the branch. Her Green and blue bright eyes looking back at him.
"Wanna come up?"
She whispered to him. Her voice was soft and sweet, looking at her, she looked so sweet and innocent, no one would expect her to be a mass murderer.
He sighed softly, and climbed up the tree. "Are you aware that that poor girls mother is going to commit suicide tonight?" He said in an even voice. "That daughter was the last one left of their family, and you took her."
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Still dangling from the tree, letting her hair down, hanging from her head,
"It's my job honey"
She said to him, then let her arms hang down.
"And anyway, my boss always has a reason for telling me to kill the people I do. She was raiding poor villages having the children starve to death. She was the one leading it, so it's fine. It's her mother's choice to let such a thing bother her so much as to kill herself. What can ya do?"
She says blatantly, acting like she regretting nothing, swinging there like a child.
"Yes, well it is my job to escort people to where they belong. Their underworld, be it heaven, hell, or hades." He shook his head. "Grieving parents, and children, are the worst souls, because they want their family." He sighed softly.
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"Same here, we all don't get what we want buddy. Lifes not perfect"
She swung up looking at him, sending a challenging glare his way followed by a smile.
"Yes, but death should be." He replied candidly. "Because death is final. Mistakes can be made in life and fixed, but mistakes made in death, those stay forevermore."
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"wow…. you sound like god…. are you also god?"
She says jokingly, laughing a bit, swinging down from the tree, she looks back up to him.
"well, I think someone might've found the lard, wanna go check it out?"
She says referring to the guy she killed behind the bar.
He snorted. "No. I'm the Grim Reaper. Not God, nor devil." He replied. He sighed. "If you go, I will."
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"well duh…"
She says turning back around,
"okay then let's go check out more people panicking"
She says as she starts running to the bar, she felt a little guilty for killing the daughter. Ignoring the thought, and the guilt weighing down on her chest, shoving it off, they arrived at the bar. The man's body was still there….. but a girl was walking out of the bar.
He followed her silently. As he ran, a spirit appeared beside him, and he pressed a hand to their forehead. "Peace." He said softly. The spirit vanished.
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"look…."
She points at a young lady walk outside. She sure did look like she belonged in that bar. The lady looking at the man. Her face was blank, walking back inside. She definitely saw the man. Walking back outside, a few men walk out to look. The lady behind them.
"I wonder why people are so stupid…"