forum Be Not Afraid// OxO// Open// NBLNB Romance

Started October 27, 2021 by @The-Dyonisia group

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Sayel took back his phone, letting out a slight laugh at the way Adalia put their name into his phone. Well, that was a good sign. He slipped his phone back into his pocket and nodded. "Ah, okay. I guess I would say I'm the same. Uh, except for the pronouns. He/him for me." Sayel was definitely tripping over his words a little. He wasn't all that used to putting labels on himself. He usually just existed as he was. It helped that he didn't ever talk to anyone. "Oh, alright then. I… I will." Sayel was technically never free since he was supposed to be writing down everything that was happening, but he really doubted anyone really cared anymore. He'd been slacking off for a while now. It wouldn't matter if he slacked off some more.

(Sorry I was gone so long, I had a ton of schoolwork)
They seemed to lose themself in his eyes, but they also saw something else in their peripheral vision. Her friends were starting to trickle out of the club. "I uh, I think those are my friends. I gotta go" she sighed a bit "But don't forget to text me" she smiled up at him, gazing into his eyes, heart melting. She'd definitely never fallen this hard for anybody before "Well, I'll be off" she turned to leave, turning back to him one last time before exiting the door, and waved at him.

(You're totally fine, school comes first! :)
Sayel tried to ignore the disappointment that rushed through him when Adalia said they had to go. He couldn't keep her here forever. She had a life, after all, and friends to spend time with. "Okay. I won't." He gave her what he considered to be a rather stupid smile, waving back at them as they left. Well, it was back to his job. Sayel sighed and navigated the crowd back to his spot on the wall. No seats had opened up yet, because of course they hadn't. He'd just have to lean against the wall and make the best of it. He hoped he'd be able to see Adalia again soon. There was something about her that made him feel right. Sayel had been happy, if a bit flustered, when he was with them. And even now, just thinking about them, he was feeling the same way.

(Gahhh, I forgot this one too and it's one of my own. I'm so sorry. It started off with schoolwork, but it carried on through winter break, so I apologize deeply and intensely)
"Hey Adalia, how'd it go? I mean, you practically flirted with that guy in the corner all night." One of Adalia's friends teased "You gonna hook up?" Adalia rolled her eyes and chuckled "No this one… this one is different. The weird thing is, I can't really pinpoint why he's different, but he is." Her friend just laughed "Alright girl. Whatever you say" Adalia smiled and looked back, sensing his energy one last time before leaving. Even in bed, all she could do was think of him. She didn't need sleep of course, but that wasn't the point. She smiled softly as she curled up under her blanket. She couldn't wait to text him.

(Totally fine, my friend! Life comes first, and I can understand life getting away from you a little. :)
Eventually, Sayel had to turn his attention back to his task. He stayed there on that wall until the club closed, until the very last person had left. He took his usual path back to the small apartment he'd owned since forever ago. Even though he could get a bigger, nicer one, he liked this one. There was a tiny bedroom and decently-sized kitchen, enough room for a TV and a desk, and that was all he needed. It wasn't like he ever had guests over. Sayel flopped onto the couch, carefully setting his notebook onto the nearby table/stool he never used. He should probably do something productive, like continue to record human actions. But, like so many other late nights, Sayel found himself turning the TV on instead. It was his routine. He'd think about doing work, and then watch some animated TV show or movie until he fell asleep. Maybe when he woke up again, he'd have a text from Adalia. Probably not–there was no way they would really text him–but it couldn't hurt to hope.

Adalia woke up early of course. She had work to do. And it was not college work. It was demon work. She got up from her curled up position in bed and sniffed the air. She smiled and giggled a bit as she did. She adored college, it was full of sinners. Most people commited minor sins of course, cheating on tests or smoking, others, committed irreparably awful sins. Those were here victims. Those unworthy of forgiveness. She had to take them before they turned to a path of good. That morning she smelled her first victim. A man, a teacher possibly. He was definitely on the older side, white man too. They seemed to be her most common victims. He had done something vile. Unspeakable. But his energies feel soft. He will crumble and repent soon, which means she had to get to him before he could. She shifted into her beastial form and travelled through the shadows to get to him. As she followed his scent, she learned more about who he was. His name is Gerald Walls. He was indeed a white man, he wasn't a teacher though, he was a dean. British descent. History of smoking cigs, though he tried to quit recently. It wouldn't last. Gay, but definitely misogynistic. He had blood on his hands. As she neared, she felt exactly what he'd done. He'd stabbed another teacher with a shard of broken glass. She had found him making out with a student. He didn't want to get caught. He's dragging her body behind an alley. And she was there, materializing right before him. "Wh-who are you?" he asked. She was in her human form of course, which was comprehensible to the human mind.
She responded "Judgement" and as she transformed into her true form, he was engulfed in flames and crumbled to ashes, and as she sucked his soul into her lion's maw, his sharp shrieks pierced the air. Immediately then, she remembered Sayel, and she transformed back to human to look at the time. 8 am. She thought for a moment before deciding that yes, this is a good moment to text him. Still standing in the alley, ash staining her fingertips, she typed into her phone
Gm, this is Adalia, how r u Sayel?
and sent it.

Sayel woke up to the sun in his eyes and the TV still playing. He fumbled around for the TV remote, flailing for an embarrassing amount of time before finally finding it and flicking the TV off. After laying on the couch for another five minutes, Sayel decided it was probably time to get up. He had work to do, like it or not. Maybe he could go to a cafe and spend the morning there. That sounded nice, actually. He pulled himself to his feet in one quick motion, snatching his phone from the couch before it could leap onto the ground. There was no way anyone had texted him, but he still turned it on to check his notifications. And there it was. A message from Adalia.
"Good morning, this is Adalia," Sayel read, trying to stop his lips from curving into a dorky smile. "How are you Sayel. Ha!" The dorky smile finally won. She'd texted him! His hope had paid off, it seemed. Sayel slowly tapped his response, "gm adalia, im good. going to coffee shop." He paused, finger hovering over the keyboard. Did he want to invite her? Would she even say yes? Inviting her would mean doing a lot less work, but he didn't really mind that. "want to join?" he added, pressing send before he could overthink it. "Gah!" Sayel tossed his phone onto his couch and marched away from it. He should get his supplies together and stop freaking out over one simple text.