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Baetool and Scout part 2
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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Dec 08, 2017 06:46AM
“Do it.” She said. “I’ll show you that you can’t kill me.”
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“I’m not afraid of you,” he said simply and that much was obvious. He still aimed his gun, “are you doing this to me?” He asked coldly, talking about the fact that he couldn’t and wouldn’t shoot her.
“I’m not doing anything to you.” She said honestly. “I’m not even looking at you.”
He lowered the gun and paced, “I’ve killed at least two of you and this has never happened before,” he said, “is it because we slept together?” He asked. “Hell, it probably is. Am I like your permanent slave now?”((Maybe a policeman sees him with a gun and arrests him and then she gets him out?))
She laughed loudly, shaking her head. “I doubt you’ve killed any like me. There’s only like 5 of us and we’re spread out across the world.” She said. She looked over at him. “Sounds like you’re just catching feelings.” She grinned.((Hmm possibly))
“Oh trust me, I have,” he said and the growled at her suggestion. “I don’t catch feelings,” he said simply.
“then why are you here?” She glared at him.
He was silenced. “I don’t know,” he snapped back. “You tell me,” he said. “Have you done some kind of magic on me? Why can’t I get you out of my head?”
“I haven’t done shit!” She shouted. She stood and faced him. “But you wish I did, didn’t you? So you could have a reason to hate me more and to ease your mind.”
He glared at her but he didn’t deny it. “I don’t believe you. You’re a demon, all you things ever do is lie,” he said simply, aiming his gun at her again.
She didn’t even flinch. “That’s not true. I don’t need to lie to get what I want.” She hissed. Her eyes turned red.
“Oh yes, because all you have to do is use your sexual powers to get everything you want,” he snapped.((Are all my characters this dramatic?))
She rolled her eyes. “Nothing I do is permanent.” She said.((Maybe a tad lol)
He glared at her, his gun still up and aimed at her. He closed his eyes, hoping that would at least make it easier to shoot her but he just lowered the gun again.
Her eyes went back to normal. “Do it. It’ll make you feel better. Very therapeutic.” She said. “It won’t hurt me I promise.”
“It has demon killing bullets, it might not kill you, but it’ll definitely cause some damage,” he said.
“I can assure you, I’m already damaged:” She said.
He lowered the gun and put the safety back on, hating himself as he did. He looked away from her.
“Are we done here?” She adjusted her boot before walking past him away from the pier.
“Just stay away from me,” he said and turned to walk awayz
“Says the person who found me.” She rolled her eyes. “God you’re pathetic.”
“I wasn’t looking for you,” he snapped. “You’re the one who’s spending her entire life sleeping around with all different kinds of men and women, never settling for anyone, never gaining any kind of love or affection, waiting around entire lifetimes to finally be put down. I don’t know about you, but that’s even more pathetic than me. At least I’m mortal, I can die easily, my pain and suffering is easy to end.” He said before he walked away.((Why have I never realized how dramatic I was?))
“I CANT!” She screamed. The ground shook. “I can’t love! That emotion means nothing to me!” Blood dripped from her eyes. “Do you think I like doing what I do, with no actual gain?! Do you think I don’t want a normal fucking life?!” She used her powers to lock him into place as she approached him, veins growing around her eyes. “I’m accepted what I am though.” Her voice was a few different pitches. “You’re pathetic for denying yourself.”
Archer didn’t really think he’d really get a rise out of her, though he certainly hoped he would. However, being frozen into place wasn’t exactly part of his plan. He wasn’t scared, after-all he really had killed one of her sisters. The other while she wasn’t exactly dead, he’d gotten rid of her.((Can he like... talk? Or like... he can’t move at all?))
She briefly flashed her teeth before releasing him. Her face went back to normal as she walked away.((He could talk but it’d be hard))
“You’re even gorgeous with your face like that,” he scowled but then he stalked over to kiss her.
She scoffed and lightly pushed him. “I’m not putting a spell on you. Stop making fun of me.”
“I hate you,” he mumbled but he really didn’t. He grabbed her and then leaned down to kiss her.
She growled and pushed him away again. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Kissing you, what do you think?” He asked, annoyed. He turned around to leave, “get out of my head,” he snapped. “Oh my god, I’m going insane. I’m really going insane this time. Bloody hell, I knew it was bound to happen,” he said, tugging at his hair a little.
“I’m not in your head! I swear!” She said quickly. “I’ll just leave.” She jogged away, cursing.
Archer turned around watched her leave. He glared at her because that was pretty much all he could do. He stressfully raked his hand through his hair and went home. The sun was already coming up.
She was asleep by sunrise. She mainly slept during the day, but only for a few hours at a time.
Unlike her, Archer couldn’t sleep, though he usually did sleep during the day, considering he worked or hunted during the night. He got up at some point to call in to work that he was sick again.
She slept deeper than she normally did because of the amount she drank yesterday.
Archer hunted for most of that night, too, then he went straight home.
She spent most of her day in bed and being lazy in bed. She felt...odd.
The night after that, forced himself to go to work and actually do his job, hard as it was.
((I think she should like binge feed and it makes her gravely sick?))
((Maybe they should fuck again which gets them both angry first? So she has a reason))
((Yeah, okay. She shows up at the bar just to piss him off?))
Archer carried a rubbish bag out to the street and then came back to lock up the bar.
“Closing already?” She sauntered up from behind.
“Same time as every day,” he said without turning around. He locked and turned to her, “I thought you hated me,” he said. “Not that I care,” he added.
She grinned. “You wouldn’t say that if you didn’t care.” She said. “But I’m not here for you.”
