we could be like they are;

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

[look whose showing his face after such a long time of hiding out. The peak of violence lately has lured him out]

Oh, do please continue.

Comments

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[innocent face]

Continue what?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Killing, of course.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

How come~?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Because than I take that little soul of yours and I send it straight to hell. Quite amusing, really.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[...frown]

I didn't know there was a hell for sketchbooks.

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

There wouldn't be a hell for you anyway. Too pure, naive, and untainted.

How boring.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

Well, sor-ry.

[for someone who's a year old, she sure can be a brat.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Apology accepted I suppose.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

I beg your pardon?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Continue. The killing that is.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

Why would you ask that of someone?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Because it amuses me. And it is the reason for my existence.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

Your purpose requires murder?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Death of any kind, really, but murder is always the best.

I'm a reaper.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

A reaper?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

The kind that takes your soul and sends you to hell if you've been bad. Yes, a reaper.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

[well now, he's taken a step back to gather his bearings.]

Why does your preference lie with murder?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Because if you are good, you go to heaven. Yay, joy and happiness blah blah blah. But if you are bad-[and he takes a step forward]-I get to see that scared little face of yours as you rot in the fires of hell.

It's a lot more fun to watch you writhe than smile.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

[he definitely doesn't know what to make of this, torn between disbelief and the possibility of something to fear. completely the opposite, he grins unkindly.]

You're mad.

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

No, not really. Just bitter.

[themaskofsanity.livejournal.com]

For what reason?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

That so many have the gift of living a better afterlife, while I'm stuck like this. Immortal and continuously working with the souls of the dead.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[... was heading to the piano room but now slooowwly turns back around. yup, no going that way.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't sun away now~

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

Uhh.

[st-stares.]

sun=/= run lololfail

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Are you going to entertain me like that last Riku who I made kill so many?

/was amused

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

No. I don't kill. I play soccer and play music. That's all.

[and he's quick to try and escape down that hall.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Than why can I smell sin on you.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[more running, less talking. escapes to that piano room. ... did he lose Roxas or not is the question.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

[hello, he's floating above you now]

Why so quick to run away?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[fjkls;.]

Because I don't like you. That good enough?

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Oh, that hurts. Why not?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

Because you act like a stalker.

[just goes over to the piano bench. if you ignore him, he goes away.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

I'm not a stalker though~ And I'm not the only one of my kind that watches you either.

[destinydusk.livejournal.com]

A Twisted type of Roxas, aren't you?

[Leans against the wall calmly]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Hardly.

[destinydusk.livejournal.com]

"Oh? Or just one that truly is in tune with his inner darkness..."

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Neither.

I'm a business man at best.

[destinydusk.livejournal.com]

"Ah, a true Angel of Death of sorts?"

[Slight headtilt.]

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

I am a reaper. Death itself. But I'm hardly an angel.

[destinydusk.livejournal.com]

"Reaper, Angel of Death--depending on who ya go by. I say an Angel. Got the eyes and looks for it."

[Grin and chuckle.]

"Sorry couldn't resist, but it is th truth. Not all reapers need to be scary and dark looking.."

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

Oh, how flattering~

You'd be surprised, though, how relatively normal we reapers look.

[destinydusk.livejournal.com]

"Really? There is more of you? Have certain type of sections ya look over or just draw straws?"

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter in the least. We are not territorial.