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"I could probably kick his ass myself but he'd end up crying for the next eon and a half and I am not in the mood to listen to that." she giggles.
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Kreo grins. “I hear you on that one.” He sighs.
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Chrisy gets a possibly dumb idea.
"Hey, quick question. If given the chance, without any consequences, ignoring any moral boundaries, woul you kill God?' she asks.
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He barks a laugh. “I cant unfortunately. It would destroy the balance. I respect all religions. Just not that guy-“
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"I did ask, 'without any consequences.'" she chuckles.
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He pauses, “Oh- well-“ he sighs, going quiet.
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"Well?" she asks, looking Kreo in the eyes. She knew what his answer would be. She just wanted to hear him say it.
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He sighs, rubbing his forehead. “Honestly…maybe…”
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Chrisy grins.
"Make some food. I'll be down in a bit." she says.
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He hums, walking away.
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Chrisy looks up at the ceiling.
"You're next, you prissy son of a bitch." she smirks up at God, flipping him off, before strolling into what she assumed was Kreo's room and raiding his shirt drawer.
She then walks downstairs.
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Kreo was clearing off a clutter-filled table, humming a soft melody to himsefl as he worked. “Supper is almost done.” He says softly.
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"Alright." Chrisy chuckles.
She pulls out one of the chairs and sits in it, her legs crossed at the ankles.
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Kreo walks out to the kitchen, then comes back and sets a plate down in front of her. “I hope this is alright. I have no idea what you prefer to eat so I made pasta.” He smiles, sitting down in a chair by a corner. He didn’t even get a plate for himself.
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Chrisy snorts.
"I'm not picky." she says, grabbing a fork and tearing into the spaghetti in a very un-ladylike way. Not that she cared what was ladylike and what wasn't.
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Kreo hums, nodding. He gets out a sketch book and begins drawing, averting his attention away from her.
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Chrisy looks over and tilts her head curiously.
"Eat something." she says.
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He huffs a laugh. “I eat for entertainment. I don’t need to eat. I just do whenever I’m bored-“ he keeps drawing.
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Chrisy hums.
"Huh. I do too, but since I came from a human family it's mainly a habit. I may have been born a demon, but I'll always be fond of human food. Not so much humans themselves. But you get the point."
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He chuckles. “Hm…” he grabs a few oil pastels and a blending brush.
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She watches Kreo curiously.
"Do you paint your worlds and creations into existance?" she asks.
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He nods. “At times. Sometimes they come by accident. I don’t even have to paint them if my creativity is wild enough.”
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Chrisy takes a moment to think about this.
"Can you paint without causing something to come to life?"
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He nods. “Yeah sure. If i dont want it to come true then it doesnt. But- sometimes it still happens.”
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She smiles a little.
"Paint me then." she says.
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He pauses, then sighs and holds up his sketchbook. A almost lifelike drawing of her. “It’s not finished though…”
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Chrisy tilts her head curiously.
"So you did look earlier." she teases.
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He rolls his eyes, going back to his drawing.
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Chrisy chuckles.
"I'm going to take a nap." she says, finishing the pasta and standing up, stretching. She heads over to the stairs leading up.
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He hums, “sleep well.” He mutters, still focused on his art piece.