
@ElderGod-Icefire
He nodded, looking around. "Nice place." He said. His hands were in his pockets as he looked around. He didn't love from the entryway.
He nodded, looking around. "Nice place." He said. His hands were in his pockets as he looked around. He didn't love from the entryway.
"Haha good sarcasm"
She says, sitting on a wooden chair.
"Anyway… It's like…3 in the morning. You don't sleep do you?"
She asks him, taking a bottle of kind of cold alcohol from the fridge. She didn't know what type it was, but she liked it.
He shook his head. "Not unless I want to. I haven't needed sleep in…years." he said slowly. He shrugged slightly, and sat down, stretching.
"Well, you should try it again! It's like time traveling."
She says as she drinks a whole bottle. Sitting back in her chair, one hand on the back of the chair, the other one grasping the bottle.
He shrugged. "I have other duties to attend to." Another spirit appeared, and again he touched their forehead, murmuring, "Peace." And they vanished.
(Question. Can she see what he's doing?)
(yeah, if you want her to)
(Okay, what if he chooses to let her see it)
(the way I was thinking of it is that because she can see him, she can see the spirits too?)
(Oh okay!)
"Oh, so…. Do you have to go?"
She said setting the bottle down. She wasn't worried about her alcohol, she could handle it like a boss.
*can he get drunk? Nah-"
He glanced at her. "I don't have to. I can, though." He shrugged slightly, raking a hand through his dark hair and stretching.
She starts laughing a little bit.
"wait so you're telling me…. you could get drunk!!??"
She says through a smile, sitting forward in her chair holding in a laugh.
"What? No, I was saying I didn't have to go…" He trailed off, raising an eyebrow. "That's not…I didn't say anything about drinking."
"Aw come on… well, can you?"
She sits back in her chair, a little bummed. Standing up, she gets some food out of the broken fridge, putting it above a little fire.
He hesitated for a long moment. "Maybe. I haven't tried." He replied slowly, watching her warily. He didn't want to try, either. It could mess up his job, or his abilities.
"you should try"
She says taking what looked like rice from the fire, stirring it, then sitting down, taking a bite.
"have you ever gotten drunk when you were human?"
He shook his head. "No." He replied simply. "I was too young, and uninterested." He explained. Another spirit appeared, and he touched their forehead, murmuring under his breath. The spirit vanished.
"Well thats to sad"
She looked at the spirit, already used to it. The first time he did it, she didnt say anything, but she sure was shocked.
"Well here, give it a try"
She says handing the bottle to him.
He stared at the bottle for a long moment, then set it down. "No, thank you. I would rather keep my wits about me." He gave a tiny smile, settling back in his seat with a sigh.
"oh well, I guess I can go and kill more people…."
She says with a grin, as she shoves the bottle towards him once more.
He pressed his lips into a thin line. "Why do you want to try to get me drunk?" He asked slowly, taking the bottle in one hand, but not opening it.
"Well… it would be interesting!"
She said, surprised he took the bottle.
"Please?"
She said to him. She was very tired, but not drunk, which was annoying to her, she couldn't get drunk easily.
He raised his eyebrows. "I wasn't aware the word please was in your vocabulary." He said dryly.
"oh, whatever… just drink it!"
She says to him, looking away embarrassed.
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