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Sep 23, 2015 07:16PM
"I think I can arrange for that to happen." Emerson watched Bones' eyes scan over her with a small smirk. "And how often is 'more often'? Because we could just get you more shirts for me to wear. Besides, I thought you didn't want us wearing clothes at all." She bent over to reach for glasses, passing one to Bones.
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Bones watched her as she bent over "Hey if you gotta wear something I'd rather it be this" he said jokingly and took the glass from her. "Though yeah nudity is alway the best. Really think we should become nudist" he said.
"I'm sure we would both enjoy that." Emerson laughed through her nose as she hovered her hand in the air over the bottles Bones had selected. "What do you want to start out with?" she questioned, glancing back at him with a slightly arched eyebrow.
"hmmmm that one should be fine" Bones said and pointed at the one closest to her. He really didn't care as long as it did what it was suppose to. "And hey I think we would have fun with that too. What do you say we start right now"
"I think I'm going to need a few drinks before that," Emerson replied, grabbing the bottle and studying it. Rum of some sort. She removed the lid and poured his drink, then hers, nestling the bottle in between them, bringing her legs up to fold beneath her.
Bones watched her movement smirking slightly before down the contents of his glass. "That's understandable I guess" he said jokingly before pouring more into his glass, drinking this one slower. "So tell me something about yo self that I don't know" he said after a few moments.
"Hmm..." Emerson thought about it, downing her first drink in two gulps before refreshing her glass. "You mean like a little fact, or something deeper than that?" she questioned, spinning her glass so the drink swirled inside, watching that before looking up at Bones.
Bones shrugged slightly, "I don't know, whatever you want to tell me I guess" he said and smiled. "I'll tell you something you don't know as well" he said with a smile. "Can be a night of getting to know each other. That's normal isn't it" he said with a smile and took a sip from his glass.
"Ahh, okay, I'll start with something easy so you don't have a hard time beating it," Emerson teased, downing her drink and pausing. "Um... If I catch someone I don't know staring at me, I'll stare at them until they look away, and then make a face when they're not paying attention." She refilled her drink and nodded for him to take his turn.
Bones laughed softly, "Wow, Emerson how will I possible beat that" he said sarcastically. "Ummmm ah I know" he said and held up the ring and pointer finger of his right hand. "This aren't my real fingers" he said with a smirk. "Lost em a few hundred years ago, recently finished growing back"
Emerson blanched, staring at his fingers with narrowed eyes. "That's... gross," she murmured after a moment. "But then they're your real fingers, just not your original fingers," she corrected, downing her drink again. "Okay, my turn. Since we're getting to the bodily things..." She hadn't ever really planned on telling Bones, but just decided to right then. "I was pregnant a while ago, but I lost my baby." She peeked out from beneath her curtain of hair, judging Bones' reaction.
Bones nodded slightly, "That sucks" he said really meaning it, he didn't really know what else to say though, he wasn't go with the empathy thing. "I got a girl pregnant once...... that I know about" he said and sighed softly. "Don't know what happened to her though. She told me, and well then kind of disappeared, and I mean literally I didn't do nothing to her. I think it was Marcus to be honest" he said and shrugged slightly.
That made Emerson's breathing hitch a little, and she scooted back to pull her legs out from under her, bringing her knees to her chest again. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, fingering her damp hair. She remembered something he had told her a while ago, though, needing to not think about Marcus. "What about your twins?" She knew he had killed their mother and handed them to Jacqueline... maybe he just didn't count them.
Bones chuckled softly, "Yeah them too. Their mother was human so I really didn't care for em much" he said and sighed softly. "Well I mean I did, I visited every holiday and what not but I wasn't really invested in it because I didn't give to shits about the mother" he said and shrugged slightly. "I don't know what happened to them either to be honest. Jacqueline called one day in tears saying the were gone" he said.
"That's..." Emerson trailed off, downing another drink instead of finishing her sentence. She sighed and set her forehead on her knee, speaking into her leg when she asked, "Do you think your father did that, too?" Her voice was low, but she couldn't help asking, as the entire thing with him was making her feel a panic attack come on.
"Yeah probably, but hey I don't want to talk about that" Bones said and nudged her slightly. "This is suppose to be fun remember" he said and gently grabbed her arm and pulled him onto his lap. "Ummmmm here I'll tall you a funny story" he said with a smile. "When I was about nine, Copper and I were in hell wondering around looking for food when we met this ummm not even sure what it was to be honest" he said with a laugh. "It kind of a frog like looking thing, but hair and it had a twirlly horn on it's forehead" he said with a smile as he thought to it. "Anyway, we were both starving so I had Copper kill it. We took it back to our little box and eat it. The next day we both woke up purple" he said and laughed softly. "Lasted two years"
"What," Emerson said dubiously, stretching the word out. "I don't believe you, somehow." She unfolded herself and relaxed in his lap, though, pulling the throw blanket off of the back of the couch and wrapping it around their shoulders. She refilled their drinks and tossed hers back, balancing the glass on her knee and resting her head on his shoulder. "Hmm..." She glanced over at Copper, trying to imagine the cat with purple stripes.
Bones chuckles slightly, "I wouldn't lie to you sweetheart, it actually happened" he said and laughed softly. "It was really cute on Copper, cause she was still just a cub. Barely bigger then a house cat at the time."
"Aww," Emerson murmured, closing her eyes for a best before pouring another drink. "Okay, I'll take your word for it." She wrapped her arm behind his shoulders, leaning in to kiss him, pulling back only to down her drink. "Okay, so, before my brothers left me, I would take care of their kids, right? And one time... okay, it was a really bad idea, but I thought I would teach them a little about alchemy, and my nephew messed up the potion and it ended up turning him into my niece."
Bones laughed softly "How'd your brother take that?" he asked with another laugh before downing his drink and filling his glass back up. "How, that's just..... that's awesome" he said and laughed some more. "Did he ever get turned back?"
Emerson sucked in a deep breath and gave him a sheepish look. "Well... I knew my brother would kill me, so... we made something to make everyone forget she was ever a he?" She shrugged and took another drink. "So it's between me and the kid. Well, I guess you as well, now, so." She toyed with the amulet beneath Bones' shirt she was wearing.
"Wow, you're the worst aunt ever" Bones said with a laugh and shook his head slightly. He downed the contents of his glass again before refilling it. "Okay, once when I was around two hundred, I met this guy, Kilo" he said with a smile. "Funniest guy you'll ever meet by the way" he said with a small nod. "Anyway, the two of us get high and shit faced and he some how convinces me to buy two hundred pounds of shrimp" he said with a small laugh. "I don't even remember buying the crap. I just remember waking up in a big ass pile of fucking shrimp the next morning"
"That's even harder to believe than the purple thing," Emerson claimed, although she could see it happening to Bones. "What makes you think he was the one that convinced you to do it?" she asked, refilling her drink and downing it, setting the glass aside to take a break for a few minutes.
"Because he was fucking laughing his ass of in the corner" Bones said with a smile. "Fucker remembered the entire thing" he said and laughed softly. "Bah nah, he's a good guy, well by my standards anyway. I'll introduce you to him some day. We're still really good friends" he said honestly.
Emerson smiled. "Good. I think I'd like to," she said honestly, running her finger along the rim of her glass. "Mm, okay... When I was little and my brothers were doing everything for me, I was a tyrant. I mean, even with my angelic smile and the cutesy shit I pulled for looks for the legion and human strangers, I was terrible for my brothers when it wouldn't go down on record. Imagine two grown ass he-angels trying to find six year old me in a storm that I had caused because they wouldn't let me keep a lamb I had stolen from a farmer that lived near us. I hid with it in a small cave, snuggled up with a blanket like this." She fingered the stitching in the one wrapped around their shoulders.
"Wow, you were just a little brat weren't you" Bones said and chuckled softly. "Must have been nice having brother's thought. Had no one myself until I was over three hundred years old." he said with a smile. He really didn't care about that, he was actually glad it happened that way. He is who he is today because of that.
"No. I mean, it was, but..." Emerson shook her head, kind of wishing she hadn't brought them up at all. She grabbed her glass again and filled it, realizing they had almost finished this bottle. She downed the drink and filled his before setting the empty bottle aside. "I miss them, though." She didn't even know if they were okay.
Bones smiled and nodded slightly, "and I bet they miss you too, even if they'd never admit it" he said and nuzzled her neck softly and kissed her cheek. "Okay, so one time about fifty years ago I was in this little boutique with Kilo about to buy this painting, when he decided that the place was just too dark. So he tried casting this spell, as a joke type thing, that would summon a sphere of light. Only it went wrong and instead we both ending up glowing ourselves the next four weeks."
"Serves you two right. What did the humans in the boutique do?" Emerson tried to imagine Bones and another demon in a boutique, and it did not go well over in her head, as she just had a picture of him and a buddy in a frilly, pink room. She shuddered and reached for a new bottle; vodka this time.
Bones chuckled, "A lot of them freaked out and ran" he said and laughed softly. "though one girl said she digged it" he said with a small laugh. "Dated Kilo for a while" he said with a smile. "She was just a human though so it didn't last two long. Just a year"
Emerson rolled her eyes, filling her glass and holding it to offer the bottle to Bones. "Okay, so... for a while, Kylist wanted to have a band, and for some reason, he got it in his sick head to literally kill off all of the competition, and he would have me lure them to their deaths, but one guy from an old band... I don't even remember the name, ended up being a demon. Anyway, after this stupid bloody fight, that resulted in the rest of the demon's band dying, Kylist and him started a new band. It was terrible and only lasted a couple years." She tossed back her drink, her eyes watering a little at the sting.
Bones shook his head slightly, "God Kylist was a piece of work" he said with a chuckled before downing the contents of his own glass. He filled it back up and smiled, "Ummm well the only one I can seem to think of how is when I was in Hayfeild, a place in hell, and this guy exploded right next to me" he said and chuckled softly. "He was that type of demon. Dykler, or something. When they reach the end of their life cycle they just bomb up, no warning or anything"
"That's brutal," Emerson muttered, staring blankly for a moment. "Were you hurt badly?" she asked after a moment, refilling her glass and sipping on the drink, rather than just tossing it back.
"Didn't hurt at all, almost had a heart attack from the shock of it all but it didn't hurt." Bones said with a smile and downed his the contents of his glass. "Was definitely in need of a shower though, that was for god damn sure" he said and chuckled softly as he though about a family reunion of those people. Just think if there was a bunch of them the same age and then just bomb. The thought just made him laugh.
She liked the noise of Bones' laughter, and smiled. "Gross," Emerson muttered, finishing another drink before nestling her face into Bones' neck. "Mm... When I was first in the legion, there was this guy who would come into the hospital I was temporarily stationed in at least once a week with a new injury, and my brother had it in his mind that they were self-inflicted, just so he could come. Anyway, everyone was pretty sure my brother killed him because he was afraid of the angel getting too much face time in with me." The woman chuckled softly. "It was actually me."
"Naughty little angel" Bones said and chuckled softly, and kissed her forehead. "Why'd you do it, was he getting to annoying" he asked jokingly, because he really didn't care about the reason he just thought it was funny. "Hmmmmm uhhhh... One time I met this girl, she was a demon, a different species though, don't remember what kind" he said. "Anyway, she was really not that bright, but ti was the funny kind of stupid" he said and laughed softly. "Anyway, the stupid bitch actually tried attacking me and Kilo." he said and laughed again, "But she end up tripping and few flat on her face, guess she landed at just the right angel cause she didn't get back up"
Emerson slowly rose from her face nestled in Bones' neck, her eyes narrowing at him as she did so. "That is total bullshit," she said. "I cannot believe you think I would fall for that." As if annoyed about that, she stood and took another drink, glancing back down at him with the look still on her face, almost calculating.
"Fall for what?" Bones asked, confused now. "That's exactly what happened, it smashed her nose up into her brain or something" he said, really not sure what crawled up her ass. "But hey if you don't want to believe me that fine" he said and stood up as well. "I don't give a shit" he said and grabbed the bottle before walking out of the living room. "Going downstairs" he said and did just that. He had a lot of work to do down there anyway.
Emerson watched Bones' back, feeling a little stupid over his reaction. She rolled her eyes and grabbed her own bottle, heading upstairs to grab her angelblade from her bag before back down to the main floor, not wanting to tell Bones where she was going but also not wanting him to kill her over giving him a heart attack. "I'm going to the lighthouse," she called down, palming the blade and bottle carefully. "I have my sword, so I'll be fine," she grumbled, grabbing the blanket off the back of the couch and walking barefoot to the backdoor and out.
Bones let her go, without a word, because honestly he didn't care what she did at the moment. He was still so confused about what just happened a few moments ago, and had no idea what set her off, or what exactly she was suppose to fall for. He sighed softly before just pushing those thoughts away and started cleaning up the basement.
Emerson walked briskly to the lighthouse, taking the pathway to avoid stepping on anything sharp. She threw the blanket over her shoulder, holding the pommel of the blade so the metal cut into her arm, as she didn't want it visible around her. With the bottle tucked into her arm, she opened the lighthouse and climbed the dusty stairs, finally making it to the control room before stepping up the ladder to sit up on the roof. The sun was going down, so she watched that, wrapping herself up in the blanket and taking sips from the bottle.
Bones sighed softly and chugged down half the bottle before setting it aside and just settling into the work of cleaning the basement. He had a lot of work to do if he was ever going to get it functional for what he wanted. He actually hadn't killed anyone in a while and he was kind of itching to at the moment. He was actually kind of thinking or going out to get his fix. But with what's been going on he knew he couldn't.
Emerson glowered stubbornly atop the small platform, downing most of her bottle fairly quickly until she felt lightheaded. She wrapped the big blanket tighter around herself, sliding down until she laid to stare out past the cliff and towards the ocean, the blanket covering so much area around and above her that she was sort of swallowed up by it. She kept the blade tucked safely against her chest, biting her lip gently before starting to doze off a little.
Bones really got into cleaning out the basement, not really even noticing that Emerson was gone anymore. He also didn't really have any sense of time because hours paced before he even stopped for a short break. Though even then he didn't go looking for her. He hadn't heard her scream so he assumed she was fine.
((I'm a little confused by that post... Do you want something to happen to one of them?))
((Sorry I mean hadn't heard her scream. Sorry.))
((Don't worry about that! I just wanted to check before I posted.))
Emerson bristled despite the gradually dropping temperature, an argument warring in her head with whether she should go and apologize to Bones, even though neither of them had honestly done anything wrong. Still, she stayed up on the platform, eventually sitting back up and tossing back more of the drink in her bottle, backing up so her spine aligned with the window that looked down into the control room.
Emerson bristled despite the gradually dropping temperature, an argument warring in her head with whether she should go and apologize to Bones, even though neither of them had honestly done anything wrong. Still, she stayed up on the platform, eventually sitting back up and tossing back more of the drink in her bottle, backing up so her spine aligned with the window that looked down into the control room.
After a while Bones stopped cleaning up in the basement and went upstairs to take a shower, because he was filthy. The basement was full of dust so now he was covered in it and sweat. SO he stripped out of his dirty clothes and tossed them aside before hopping into the shower. He sighed softly as the hot water ran over his body and just stood there for a moment before actually starting to wash himself.
For what felt like hours, even though it was probably only a few minutes, Emerson put off going back to the house. She especially didn't want to run into Bones if he had already finished up with the basement and had taken a victim down there, and that excuse was enough for her to let the 'be stubborn' part of her brain win the argument. She closed her eyes and breathed in as her frustration fueled ice that grew across the platform.
Bones stayed in the shower for almost an hour before finally getting out. He pulled on a clean pair of boxers before walking over to the bed and climbed under the blankets. He stared up at the ceiling as he tried to decipher what exactly she got mad at him for. He was pissed because she accused him of lying, but didn't get why she would do that. He was just confused all the way around, so eventually he just forgot about it, pushing the thoughts out of his head. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, which was impossible with everything that's been going on.
