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Kara x Zephyrine
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Jul 25, 2015 04:43PM
Bones laughed softly and nodded slightly, "Honestly you do" he said with a smile. "You look like the type of girl who would have been the hippie type in the seventies" he said honestly with a smirk. "Crown of flowers, tree hugger piece sign all over the place. That type of thing" he said jokingly.
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Emerson let out a long breath. "Okay, so I was. But that was the sixties and seventies, and it was only to impress. Fit in, more like." She shrugged, munching on her last piece of chicken and swallowed, taking a drink. "I'm sure you have image issues you would rather forget, too, right? What, long dreads?"
Bones laughed and shook his head slightly, "Nope, never" he said. "Not really a fan of the clothes that everyone used to wear a thousand years ago, but I still looked hot" he said jokingly with a smile.
"I'm sure you looked fine," Emerson replied with an eyeroll. "I, for one, am glad I don't have to wear a corset anymore." She leaned back in her seat, sipping her water. "Or a billion petticoats." She cringed at the remembrance of the sweltering summers in tens of pounds of clothing.
"Yeah clothes back then kind of sucked, but wasn't to terrible" Bones said with a shrug. He took a few bits of his burger almost finishing it off. He chewed and swallowed his food before taking a drink of his soda and finishing it.
"Says you, a male," Emerson retorted, still fixated on the horrible memory of stupid corsets. "All you had to wear was a suit, right?" Before Bones could answer, the waitress came by to check on them, leaving the bent receipt on the table and asking if they wanted or needed anything else.
Bones smiled at the waitress, "No thanks sweetheart, we're good" he said and watched her leave before turning back to Emerson. "Yeah that's all men had to wear, but your an angel you could have done whatever you wanted" he said with a smirk.
"Well, I would be lying if I said I didn't pretend to be a man once or twice," Emerson told Crispin, sipping on the last of the water. "And it was extremely more comfortable than ladies' wear, I'll have you know." Ugh. Thinking of that particular time in her life made her slip into a half-Brit accent and she blushed, covering her mouth with her hand. "Whoops."
Bones opened his mouth to say something and then just closed it and shook his head slightly. "I'm even going to touch that" he said and shook his head a little bit more before returning to his food and finishing off his burger. "How many accents can you do?" he asked curiously.
Emerson sighed at her slip-up. "Well, I would like to think anything, just because I'm supposed to be able to speak any human language, but my issue is that thinking about a timeframe in my life -like you just heard- or being around people with different accents makes me pick them up fairly easily, unfortunately."
Bones nodded slightly "I see" he said and ate the rest of his fries before leaning back in the booth and looking over at her. "I've never really changed accents, pretty much sounds like this my whole life. Well maybe a little difference each time languages changed but other then that not really"
"So you've been husky-mysterious you're whole life?" Emerson teased, getting her cup down after she finished the last of her water. She scooped up the receipt and her jacket, remember to ask Bones, "You wanna go?" It was a pay-at-the-counter diner, and the sun was set. Perfect time for a walk.
"Yes I have been" Bones said with a smile and looked out the window. The place had a crappy view but he could still see the sun was going down. He looked over and watched Emerson grab her coat and stand up. "Yeah let's go" he said and stood up as well. He grabbed the receipt out of her hand and smiled, "I'll pay" he said and walked up to the counter before she could protest or really say anything.
Emerson did, in fact, begin to protest but before she grabbed Crispin's arm to stop him, she decided to instead loop her arm through his and say -under her breath but loud enough to know he heard her-, "Thank you." She waited until it had been done before grinning up at him and pulling him out of the diner. "Let's go." The temperature had dropped a bit but she didn't bother putting on her jacket. "To the beach?" she asked once in Bones' truck.
Bones walked out with her and nodded slightly, "Yeah" he said and smiled down at her. "You wanna walk to the beach or drive there and then just walk on the beach?" he asked, since they would have to come back here for his truck if they just walked to the beach.
"I think it would make more sense to drive there," Emerson suggested, not wanting to replay the 'I'll leave my car at your house' scenario from last weekend again. "You know, just because you wouldn't want your truck hijacked by aliens." She chuckled, pausing while she waited for Bones to unlock the car.
"Yeah, wouldn't want that to happen again" Bones said jokingly and unlocked the truck before opening her door for her. He waited for her to be all the way inside before closing the door and then went around and got in the driver's seat. He started the engine and sped out of the parking lot and then down the street towards the beach.
Emerson made the now reasonable decision to buckle up, knowing Bones was a bit of a speedy driver. She leaned back into the seat and glanced at the demon. She kind of wanted to say something about how what they were doing was pretty wrong, but she held back, instead pursing her lips before narrowing her eyes. "Do you get headaches a lot?" It had a deeper reason within it, but she would tell after he answered.
"Not really" Bones said and looked over at her wondering what she was talking about. "I mean I used to, but not anymore" he said and shrugged slightly. "Why?" he asked, since they never really bothered him anyway. He just ignored them as best as he could and went about doing what he usually did.
"Hmm..." Emerson murmured, caught in her thoughts for a moment before she answered. "It's just that, in the past... Ten to fifteen years, I was getting a lot of complaints from demons about headaches and migraines. The occasional angel or morph of course, but the demons would come in several times a week over them. But I haven't had a demon come into the shop over them in about... A year or two?" She faced Bones, a crease appearing in between her eyebrows. "When was the last time you had a migraine?"
Bones shrugged, "I don't know. Never really thought about it, or paid much attention to um. Probably a few years" he said and shrugged again before pulling up into the parking lot of the beach. "Why you asking? What this about?" he asked. He was curious about the fact that a lot of demons were going through the migraines, but then again he didn't care about other demons.
Emerson sighed, unbuckling her seat belt and playing with the fringe on her jacket's sleeve. "I have absolutely no idea- that's why it bothered me so much. Not the possibility of it being a part of the war, but just that I don't understand." She huffed, looking at Bones. "I hate not knowing." She cleared her throat and popped open the passenger side door. "It doesn't matter."
Bones got out and shut and locked the door behind him before walking over to her. "Okay" he said and took her hand in his before walking towards the beach. "It was probably just the war, someone casting a spell on the demon species that backfired and caught a few angels too" he said. He really didn't know if there was a spell like that, but he really didn't care either.
Emerson took the second before Bones was at her side to slip her flats off and tuck them underneath the truck, wanting to walk with the sand beneath her feet rather than in her shoes. "Right..." She murmured, looking down at their entwined hands with a trace of a smirk. "I just wish I didn't want to know the answer to things like that. To not be bothered with not knowing something." She bit her bottom lip, looking outward to the foamy sea. "I just need a distraction."
Bones chuckled, "Yeah distractions are good, but they're only temporary" he said and looked down at her with a grin. "Best to try and figure it out. Least that's what I would do" he said and looked out at the water. "What would your first five explanations be?" he asked and turned his gaze back towards her. "Then I can tell you which one makes the most sense" he said.
Emerson thought it over for a few seconds before she began speaking. "Well, one is that demons just find me irresistible. Two is that my shop was being scoped out. Three and four would be that angels were brainwashing or mind controlling demons, either to scope me out or for some other reason. Five could be that someone... Way, way high up was testing demonic endurance." She bunched her lips to the side thoughtfully. "I don't know."
"I gotta pick five on that one," Bones said and chuckled softly. "I mean the other ones were a little conceded" he said jokingly and laughed a bit before nodding slightly. "Though yeah five does make the most sense." he said with a smile, and thought about it for a moment. "Weeding out the week ones"
"Hey, I'm full of myself in a very good way." Emerson smiled and nodded at Crispin's conclusion. "Yeah, but what for? Not the war, of course. Aren't you expected to volunteer for service?" she asked, stepping over a piece of driftwood. She dropped Bones' hand for a second to put her jacket on, not waiting a beat to hold his hand again.
Bones shrugged, "I don't know, it's probably a higher level demon weeding out a week, because a lot of demons died unexpected about two years ago. He might want the stronger ones for his own purpose, like taking out angels altogether, or just whatever. I don't really know. Could be an angel doing it too. Just trying to kill demons in general but only managed the week ones"
"Ugh. Thanks for planting the idea in my head," Emerson said half-jokingly. "I shouldn't know about something -even a possibility of something- like that without reporting it immediately." She shook her head, gritting her teeth as she paused in walking to roll up her jeans as they were getting closer to the wetter sand. "Let's change subject." She readjusted herself and continued walking with Bones.
Bones nodded slightly and turned slightly so they were walking along the water. "What's the most interesting thing you've ever done?" he asked and looked over at her. He has hundred of adventures stories. He's kind of curious about hers.
"Um... One time I fought off -killed, actually- thirty demons in one of the older wars." Emerson huffed -it wasn't a very good story. "I don't do much. What about you?" She was sure if she thought about it, she would be able to come up with something a bit more interesting, but maybe now wasn't the time.
Bones chuckled, "Okay, so I have three that I can actually think of right now" he said with a smile. "Either one about a Gribbly Griper, A bunyip or about how I stole a Chimera from a dealer" he said with a grin. "Or all of them, doesn't really matter to me" he said.
"Pretty sure you already told me one about a bunyip," Emerson informed him, "but go ahead and tell me all of them anyway." She grinned at Bones, using her free hand to run her hand through her hair as she did so. Bunyips were pretty cool anyway, so she didn't mind.
"Well first let me explain what a Gribbly Griper is" Bones said with a smile and took a sip of wine. "They're fluffy and have a long scaled tail that has a sort of spike at the end of it. It's face is adorable, sort of like a cat's, but it has big elephant like ears, only they were also fluffy. It has small curled horn at the top of it head, which will grow as it gets older. It has sapphire colored eyes and is actually kind of cute, if you count out the fact that it can breathe fire, and burn you to a crisp in five seconds." he said and looked over at Emerson. "Now onto the sorry. This friend of mine, Rattler, thought it would be a good idea to go into the business of selling them. So we climbed up to the top of Mount Jarakaula, where Gribbly Gripers are none to nest. His idea was to take the eggs and incubate them so he could sell them to the highest bidder. All of this in itself was actually illegal, but we were both only eighteen and didn't give a rat's ass" he said and shook his head. "Anyway once we got up there he took off our backpacks planning on putting four of six eggs in each bag. But before we could even grab one the large mama, hopped out of no where. Rattler the bloody sod ran off screaming like a little girl. Even though the thing was no bigger than an average Great Dane. Anyway, it sputtered angrily and I just stared at it, actually quite interested in the creature, wondering if it would attack or not. Turns out it would. Bloody thing jumped me, though I guess it was well deserved" he said and laughed softly. "The mama landed on my chest knocking me to the ground, then it did something really strange. It peed on me, and then curled up on my chest and fell asleep. I had to lay up there for seven hours not moving before the thing got off" Bones laughed "Nothing much to tell for the Chimera one" he said, "Me and my friend Rattler, this was another one of his half cracked ideas," he said Emerson with a smirk, "Guess I didn't learn my lesson with the Gribbly Griper" he said. "Anyway in case you don't know a Chimera is stronger than a lion and deadlier than a leopard, but pretty much looks like a really large tabby cat. Like a lion sized tabby cat really, with a goat head coming out of it's side and it has a serpent for a tail." he said with a small smile. "Anyway, my mate Rattler decided that if we stole this Chimera cub from this dealer, that we could sell it ourselves and make a few bucks. Or maybe use it for ourselves since they make wonderful attack animals. Great way to keep enemies from attacking you. Just have to train them properly" he said. "Anyway while Rattler distracted the dealer I snuck into the of the shop, to where he kept his merchandise. He had dozens of animals back there, Griffins, Formorians, even Azhi Dahaka. It took a while but I found the Chimera cub and I carefully took it out of the cage and then hide it in my coat before running out of the shop and down the street." he said with a smile. "The shop owner immediately realized who we were once I ran out of the shop and the bastard put a spell on us, One that lasted for two decades." he said and laughed. "Made use lose our hair. Everywhere" he said saying everywhere pointedly and laughed softly. "Which is dreadful because Rattler looked bloody awful without any hair" he said with a smile."Anyway the Mngwa ended up imprinting on me, so we couldn't sell it. He would only be loyal to me after that" he said. "So I kept him, named his Lucan. I had for several years, he died just last year actually" he said.
Emerson did, in fact, know the information Bones told her about the two beasts, description and knowing the reason for the original cat-like creature on top of the mountain doing what it had done, but she let him tell the stories anyway, not interrupting as they continued down the beach. When he finished the chimera story, she felt a bit sad. "What did Copper do when it died?" she asked after a minute of thinking the stories over. She could only imagine that the Mngwa mourned her friend, but Emerson hadn't ever experience such a thing around a Mngwa, so she wouldn't personally know.
"She was said for a long time" Bones said and shrugged slightly. "I think she's still sad sometimes. Had him for about five hundred years" he said and smiled small. "They were very good friends." he said and shrugged again. "I have to say that it was a really really cute cub though"
"She seems pretty happy," Emerson told truthfully. "All baby animals are cute, usually. Other than those gross, naked baby birds. Take barn swallows for example." She stuck her tongue out just a bit in blanch. "Their beaks are oversized and they have this weird fuzz that's unattractive."
Bones shook his head slightly "I don't know what you're talking about. I think baby bird are cute" he said with a smile. "You're just nuts if you think baby bird are ugly" he said jokingly and laughed a bit.
"Some baby birds are cute, but absolutely not barn swallows." Emerson shook her head quickly. "No, sir. Have you ever seen a baby barn swallow? They're a lot less cute than, say, a chick." She chuckled. "Baby chickens are fluffy and snuggly."
"Yes I have seen a baby barn swallow, and as much as this hurts my masculinity to say I thought they were cute." Bones said with a chuckled, "And yeah I guess Chickens are cute too" he said and shrugged slightly" and let out a sigh.
Emerson laughed at his 'hurts my masculinity' comment. "If your masculinity is so fragile that it can't handle thinking of something as cute, then I'm not sure what to tell you to help." She notices his sigh and holds a hand over her mouth to get herself to stop laughing. "Okay, another new subject time."
"I was joking and yeah sounds good" Bones said and looked out at the water. "Wanna go for a swim" he asked jokingly fully expecting her to say no. He just didn't know what else to say. He's really not good at dates in general to be honest.
"Well..." Emerson looked out as well, pulling her hands out of her jacket pockets to take it off. "Why not? I mean, it's freezing. Are you serious?" She asked, pausing mid-move and arching a questioning eyebrow.
Bones laughed, "No I'm not serious, was just wondering what you would say" he said with a smile. He shook his head slightly, "Though if you're up for a skinny dip by all means don't let me stop you" he said jokingly with a smile.
Emerson rolled her eyes heavily and pulled her jacket the rest of the way back on, playfully bumping into Bones. "You're a tease. A child, too, considering you're much older than I," she told him, pulling her hair back out from the jacket. "Or maybe you really are an old man."
"Yeah, really old" Bones said with a chuckle, "I'm a very old man" he said jokingly and looked over at her. "But luckily demons stop aging around twenty four. Well at least I did, some stop at older ages" he said still with a kind of joking tone, but he was serious.
"Oh, angels just age slowly. Generally the angel body looks to stop aging around the mid twenties though." It wasn't really important, something Bones probably already knew. "Not that you being older is a problem." Babbling again. Emerson sighed and stuffed her hands in her pockets again, suddenly cold. "Wanna get out of here?" she asked suddenly, turning to Bones. Of course she knew they hadn't been out long.
Bones smiled, and nodded slightly as she spoke. He already knew that about angels, something their species sort of had in common. He chuckled slightly when she said him being older wasn't a problem, "Good to hear" he said and looked down at her with a smirk. "Yeahs sure, where do you wanna go" he said,
"Anywhere; I don't care," Emerson told him, giving an awkward cough into her sleeve as she said, "Large bodies of water give me... Weird vibes." A joke, but hopefully Bones knew that. She turned back towards the parking lot. Jokingly, again, "It's telling me to bed you, but I think it honestly just likes your hair."
