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Oct 27, 2013 04:30PM
Shetan smiled. "It's very difficult for a human. I can speak it as fluently as I speak English."
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Irene rose an eye brow "Really? Can you say a few words for me now if you don't mind?" she asked excitedly. She closed the large book that read Egyptian. "Too bad though I probably couldn't learn it. I was never good in language class." she shrugged with a smile.
Shetan crossed his arms comfortably over his chest. "Enter if you dare," he said in Egyptian. "It means 'Enter if you dare,'" he interpreted.
Irene smiled and shook her head "Well, I guess that's an example.. an odd one though." she joked. "That's really neat. So what were you doing all that time..? just wondering around?" she rose an eye brow.
Shetan moved back so that he was lying down on the bed. He peered down at her. "Sort of," he said. "Just looking for something I needed to find."
Irene laid down beside him after she sat the book aside, realizing how heavy it was. She sighed softly and rested her hands on her stomach, fiddling with her thumbs. she had a few questions but she wasn't sure if she should ask them so she didn't. Irene turned her head and looked over at him "Where do you think Aemon went to? He said he wouldn't stay in Hell forever.."
Shetan scoffed. "I don't even care, as long as it's not here. He should be still in Hell somewhere." He looked at her. "Do you have any more questions? I'm clean out of mine."
Irene sighed through her nose softly "Well I do, for my sake and my families anyways." she said before sitting up and stretching. "Not really, I guess I should be heading back to my room. Mind if I take a candle with me? The hallways tend to be dark along with my room around this time of night." she asked as she stood up.
Shetan nodded. "Sure. Go ahead." He yawned, covering his mouth.
Irene gave a nod and picked up a lit candle that was sitting on the table near the door. "Thanks Shetan, night." she said with a smile before closing the door behind her and headed down the hall way, the candle illuminating it greatly so she could see better. After a short bit she found her way back to her room and got ready for bed.
Smirking, Shetan pulled her ring out of his pocket after she left. "Should I slip it on her finger while she's asleep or not?" he asked himself.
Irene slipped out of her casual clothes and pulled on a pair of shorts and a tank top that was provided for her for sleeping in. She kicked off her shoes before slipping into the bed, the candle sitting on the dresser beside her. It didn't take her long to fall asleep, working all day making her tired.
An hour later, Shetan crept into her room, smirking and laughing silently. He carefully slipped her ring on her finger before leaving quickly. He started chuckling quietly and maniacally as he lay back in bed, loving how sneaky he was.
(I thought it was funny how he laughs at him being sneaky XD)Irene shifted a little bit whenever she felt something cold on her hand now but she didn't wake up. She turned over on her other side as Shetan left.
Shetan laughed into his hand as he lay there, his huge body shaking with laughter. He laughed until he fell asleep, which didn't take very long. In the morning, he was still snoozing.
(Dear Shetan :'))Hearing the large signal going off for all the slaves to get up and head out to work again awoke Irene. She groaned and got out of bed, running a hand through her hair as she padded over to her work clothes and ran her hand over them whenever she saw the ring on her hand and she froze and her eyes widened. She examined it to see if it was really her old one she use to hold onto from her father"It's my ring.." she gasped in surprise. She quickly got ready, tugging on her clothes and pulling her hair up into a high pony tail. That must have been what Shetan was doing last night whenever he left for that long time. He went searching for my ring for about an hour.. she thought to herself as she walked to the fields. "How can I repay him..?" she asked herself out loud, keeping her wring in her pocket safely.
((Haha.))
Shetan woke up, having to force himself out of bed, due to him still being half asleep. Running a hand through his messy hair and smoothing it, he grabbed his whip and stuffed it in his pocket. As he went out with the slaves, he smirked slightly to himself, wondering what was going through Irene's head. He was sure she had to have found the ring on her finger by now. He wondered how surprised she must have been. He stood at the borderline of the field, watching all the slaves start to work.
Shetan woke up, having to force himself out of bed, due to him still being half asleep. Running a hand through his messy hair and smoothing it, he grabbed his whip and stuffed it in his pocket. As he went out with the slaves, he smirked slightly to himself, wondering what was going through Irene's head. He was sure she had to have found the ring on her finger by now. He wondered how surprised she must have been. He stood at the borderline of the field, watching all the slaves start to work.
Irene wanted to talk to Shetan and thank him, maybe even ask him why or how he had found her ring and given it to her. But she knew that it wouldn't be possible until after the hours of work. She immediately grabbed the scythe from the pile and went to work, smiling a little bit as she thought about the ring. It was the closest thing now that she had back in the human world with her family.
Shetan silently watched Irene among the slaves, keeping a straight face and hiding his smirks he felt inside. Hours passed, and finally, the work was done. The slaves filed back inside, and Shetan went back up to his room.
Quickly, Irene hurried into the bathing rooms, trying to get at the front of the line so she could finish up earlier. She got in, showered, and got freshened up before hurrying and grabbing her clothes and changing into a plaid button up, shorts, and a pair of plain tennis-shoes. She walked down the hallway with her hair back up in a high pony tail, her ring on her hand and she knocked on Shetans door.
That mischievous smirk was back on again. "Come in." Shetan snickered softly to himself, knowing it was Irene.
Irene opened the large doors and shut it behind her, leaning against the door with a large smile on her face. "How did you find? why did you?" she asked, her face beaming with happiness
Shetan stifled a laugh, crossing his arms. A little bit of his hair was covering some of his face, making him look even more mischievous and scheming and even devious. "It wasn't that hard to find, though I highly expected it to be hard. I doubted if it was even in the castle. It was just sitting on some table." He shrugged.
"Ok, well why? why would you find it for me and give it to me if you hate me so much?" Irene asked, walking over and standing in front of him
"If I still hated you, I wouldn't have even bothered to learn what you and I had in common. We wouldn't have had that long chat. I just did it for you."
Irene's features softened a bit, surprised that he basically said he didn't hate her anymore. He really did care about her. "So then what am I to you now..? Still the enemy, still the slave?" she asked curiously, looked up at him.
"Still the slave, but not the enemy," Shetan smirked.
"Oh so I'm just some slave you allow into your room, you tell everything to, spend an hour looking for an valued item for, and let them spend the night with?" Irene asked, crossing her arms over her chest with a grin. "I think the word for it is, friends."
Shetan started chuckling darkly and sadistically, but also in a teasy way. "I think that would be more like it."
Irene felt herself smile greatly whenever he agreed to it and didn't even mind agreeing. "Wow, a demon is friend with a human. This should go down in history." she teased. "Anyways, how was today?"
Shetan smirked wider. "Things were just fine. Nobody misbehaved."
"Well I'm guessing no one ever has misbehaved other then I have whenever I first got here." she said jokingly as she reached up and gently pushed the hair from his face. "You know I haven't gotten any dinner for the past two days?" she commented.
"Well, that should change then. We've been spending too much time together in that case," Shetan teased. "You should eat then."
Irene laughed to herself softly and shook her head, letting her hand fall back down to her side. "Well, someone really hasn't shown me where to get my food from. Or was I suppose to expect it to come flying at my door?" she joked, looking up at him. "You've been in a really good mood lately, really... happy?"
Shetan started snickering madly, unable to help his insanity. "I thought it was funny how I sneaked in your room while you were asleep and slipped that ring on your finger and sneaked back out again. I was laughing as I contemplated your reaction to finding it."
Irene rolled her eye's and scoffed. "Of course, the demon would be laughing about something so mischievous." she said with a smile and gently punched him in the shoulder. "I don't find it funny, rather nice and really sweet." she shrugged, giving her opinion.
Shetan's smirk was replaced by a more genuine smile, pleased. "Well, that's a first, obviously, but thanks." He started going downstairs and into the kitchen.
Irene went ahead and followed downstairs to the kitchen beside him. "I told you, you can't be purely evil. There is some kindness and angel like in you. Even you are a demon." she said, slipping her hands into her front pockets as they walked.
"Fine, but you're a lucky human to see it, probably the first. THAT should go down in history." Shetan opened the fridge. "What do you want?"
Irene smiled even more, Shetan has changed a lot in the past few days. He went from yelling at her and beating her to treating her like a close friend and helping her when needed. "Yeah, I agree. Now you know I'm right, you should listen to me more often." she teased. "Umm.. anything human food." she smirked.
Shetan gave her a "Oh, I know that" look at her talking of human food. He got out pizza for her.
"Huh, pizza." Irene said whenever he pulled it out. "I guess this castle isn't too old time-y then." she said and walked over and found a plate and some napkins. "You going to want any, Shetan?" she asked as she picked up two plates and thought of something. "If we're not in hell, where are we?"
"Yeah," Shetan said. "We're in the Underworld, but not the actual Hell."
I've joined Goodreads again and found this ;D I actually really like the idea and was wondering if we can reboot it again? ^-^
