forum You and the Reaper (ROMANCE O/O) CLOSED SORRY BUT PLEASE STALK!

Started July 09, 2019 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

tune

(slowish? Like not too fast, but not too slow? Idk XD)

He raised his eyebrows. "Uhm…what do you mean?" He asked.

(okie dokie)

"like running…. are you fast?"
She says wondering if this emo reaper dude would play along with her shenanigans.

"Sure. Why?" He asked, looking at her quizzically.

"Wanna race? Back to my house?"
She said a as huge grin crept upon her face.

He raised an eyebrow. "Sure?" He stood up. "But why?"

"Well, fine we don't have to"
She sat, slumping down into the tree.

He sighed. "No, it's fine. It would be fun. I just want to know why?"

"I have no idea, I'm bored!"
She said followed by a sigh. Swinging on the trees like a cute little kid. She looked the most innocent of them all.
But that was probably why she was such a good assassin.

He looked at her for a long moment, silent. "Okay." He said simply.

Changing the subject, not really wanting to do anything but talk. But it was slightly aggravating with him not answering her questions.

He looked down at the ground. Everything had been a lot simpler before this deal. Everything. He had been able to forget so much. Like his own name. Which troubled him now, as he was having a difficult time remembering what, exactly, that name had been.

"Do you think you ever did anything interesting before you became the reaper?"
She said trying to start a conversation.

"What do you mean? I was a kid, that's all." He shrugged slightly.

"Well… Did you go to any fun places when you were a kid?"
She says now playing with her hair. She had ADD and standing in one place and talking wasn't much fun for her.

He shrugged again. "I don't remember." He replied truthfully. Because, well…he had blocked most of the memories of his childhood. Buried them so deep that they were hard to find, even harder to remember clearly.

"Sad"
She said hopping down from the tree.
Walking away, deeper into the forest. Not even waiting for the reaper to follow. She had to be doing something.

He sighed, and followed her. He didn't respond to her words. There was nothing to say, really. He had his reasons, he was sure. He just…didn't know what those reasons were.

Suddenly stopping, she looks back at the reaper.
"You can go home, or whatever you call it."
She says as she turns back around, and starts walking away. What type if reaper doesn't remember what they did before.

He raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean my home, or yours? And why? The agreement said I should stay with you, and that is what I intend to do."

"Nah…. I'll kill fewer people… You can leave though…. I have my reasons"
She said as she jumped up to a tree looking down at him. She was dead serious, not being playful anymore.

He tilted his head slightly, looking up at her. "Why?" He asked slowly.

"Because…your no fun, no personality…. Boring."
She says, absolutely bored out of her mind.

"Excuse me?" He said, offended. "I'm not supposed to be fun! I'm supposed to escort the dead to their afterlife! As for personality…you don't even know me."

"Well duh, that's why I'm trying to ask you questions! But apparently, you don't remember anything. And like I'm gonna believe that. What do they do, wipe your braid or something?"
She said to him a bit angry, clenching a dagger she was fidgeting with.

"I don't remember because I made myself forget!" He snapped. "I don't know why! I don't know when, or how! All I know is that all my memories from when I was actually a person are gone!" He crossed his arms, grey eyes flashing.

"oh…. like I'm going to believe that."
She says unfolding her arms, pacing back and forth. Her hands were shaking a little, and a tiny bit of her anxiety was kicking in. which yeah! It is so useful for when you're an assassin. A cold-blooded killer. At times she did feel like she was useless. Nobody actually cared about her, other than trying to kill her. But after such a long time, shes used to it.

"Then don't. It's not my problem if you don't believe the truth." He snarled. His grey eyes were cold, and the silver necklace that was his scythe flashed in the sunlight.

"okay, well go away then. Do you job that you seem to love oh so much!"
She said turning around and walking off into the brush.

Reaper sighed. "Fine." He replied, and left, clothing turning into the long black cloak and larger scythe again.