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"I'm personal friends with Lucifer. He's really quite the kind fellow. I help him with his organizing sometimes." She said this very casually as she headed upstairs.
"I'm personal friends with Lucifer. He's really quite the kind fellow. I help him with his organizing sometimes." She said this very casually as she headed upstairs.
“For some reason, I’m not inclined to believe that.” Claude snipped back, lacing his fingers together behind his head. “Also, wow, way out of left field.”
"You can not believe what you want but your room mates a selkie and your a wanna be hipster so." She shrugged and began to clean up the apartment a bit.
“You’re a selkie? Also, fuck you, I’m not a wannabe hipster, I just know how to dress myself.” Claude rolled his eyes, petting his dog.
"What I'm saying is that we are both two things that shouldn't exist but do. The world is full of strange things like that. And yes of course. The lady outside? Her husband's a shapeshifter. She doesn't know it yet though."
“I don’t like how you’re implying I shouldn’t exist.” Claude sniffed, as if that was the only thing he gleaned from Crystal’s statement.
"I'm implying I shouldn't either, you dim lightbulb. If you'd listen a little harder then that and use that big gorgeous brain of yours instead of destroying it with drinking, gambling, and women, you may just happen to be a little smarter than usual." Crystal didn't take shit from no one and she wasn't about to start now. And with the heartbreak, of course she was emotionally unstable.
“Oh, you think I’m gorgeous?” Claude crooned teasingly, batting his eyelashes. “And I don’t gamble often, thank you very much. I can’t say that about the other things, but.. eh.”
"You outta fix yourself." She said smartly, tapping him on the nose. "A fine young man like yourself? You're better then that." She said with a shrug as a vine hands her her cup of tea.
Claude recoiled from the tap. “Why fix it if it isn’t broken? Let’s be honest here, I’m only living a life different from yours, but I wouldn’t be happy with your life.” He retorted. “And I’m not better than much, thank you.”
"I live a cleaner life. And my how wrong you are." She said shaking her head. "You could be darling." She sighed. "But you've made the bed you can lie in, but wouldn't you rather have a bed with soft sheets and comfort then a stone slab?" She asked.
“Excuse me, I am darling, thank you very much. I’d fuck me.” Claude laughed, picking at his cuticles. “And as for the bed- I’m perfectly comfortable on my stone bed, thank you, if it means I don’t have to give up the things that make life fun.”
"My do we have very different opinions on fun then. Your fun, is killing you. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But. My fun is making me wise, and giving back to the community. I work…a lot yes but it's all for the good of the world." (Now then we've established that these two are compatible in the strangest of ways how to spark romance? I want to spark it, add dragons, and let the dragons mistakenly make that flame grow)
“My fun is making me wise!” Claude mimicked Crystal, though it was clear that he was only teasing. “I’ll be fine. Life goal’s to make it to 35, and I think my lifestyle’ll let me go that far.”
(i’m not sure exactly how to spark it.. i do agree that i’d like to add the dragons soon, though. maybe because crystal’s kind of.. rescuing these dragons in a way (in my mind, at least), maybe claude can do something to help out a stray animal? or something along those lines, at least)
(maybe yeah) "Oh hush!" She said with an eyeroll. "You could live much longer dear." She said with a sigh.
“I could, sure, but I think I’m rather die than get old. Let’s face it, Crystal, I’d suck at being an old man.” Claude joked with a shrug. “Wrinkly ‘n all that shit.. nah.”
"Then die at 60. Right before age settles into your bones and the lines of wisdom crease upon you." She said with a smile. "I hope to die at the latest time possible. I'll be working and helping people right up to till the day I relax." She then sat down on the couch, and her cat leaped up into her lap, purring, as she pet him.
“‘Lines of wisdom’ my ass, man. Be an old prune by 60. Live hard, die in a ditch somewhere. That’s my motto, at least.” Claude plopped down onto the couch, his dog resting its head in his lap. “Helping people doesn’t quite get me off like it does you, but.. eh. To each their own, I guess.” He laughed, ruffling up the dog’s fur and smoothing it back down.
She shrugged. "The only way to heal is to help." She said simply, as her cat stretched out in her lap, letting Crystal rub up on her belly. She wore a large smile as she loved up on the cat.
“Healing is f- I’m not gonna finish that, actually. Look at me, practicing self control! Aren’t you proud, Crystal?” Claude teased, pulling his hands away from the dog as it began to try to lick him. “Agh, gross, Orpheus…”
She reaches over and slaps him in the shoulder. "Yes you're quite the smartass aren't you dear?" She shook her head as the cat gave a low yowl at the dog. "Oh hush Taffy."
“Quite.” Claude agreed, trying to unsuccessfully stifle a grin. “But at least I’m smart, eh? Not drowning in student loan debt for nothin’.” He laughed, but recoiled a bit at Taffy’s hiss.
"Hm. You barely just surpass as smart. Most people are deep in student debt. I'm not of course but of you're nice enough life always seems to treat one better." She said with a shrug,as the cat ran off.
“I feel like you’re insinuating that I’m not nice, Crystal.” Claude sniffed, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye. “Frankly, I’m hurt.” He pouted, leaning back as Orpheus hopped up onto the couch and wedged himself between Crystal and Claude.
"Ha you, hurt?" She shook her head, as suddenly there was a loud crackle POP! Right from above her, and her book feel into her lap. "Ah the Book of Knowledge. Tell me what I must know." She held her hands out over it as it opened all by itself and came to a list of spells to stop people from gambling and drinking. She then began to laugh. "Always so pointed hm?" She looked up at you. "Looks like even the forces of the beyond want you to clean up your act."
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