she came to take me away

          ❝ Yes, I do suppose it is of the time where the impending heat of summer can become rather unpleasant. ‘Tis a matter of where one is to partake. I have heard tales of a place hailed Water of Styx, to start… though I have yet to hear talk of the marina. ❞

     ❦ ❝ … So it seems... The cold I am used to but the heat, not so much... ❞ not that it truly bothers her much but even so,, it’s very different to the frost she is so familiar with.

In contrast to Thanyx’s slow movements, Pramanix was quick to turn and spot the bench in question, and was already closing the box again (don’t want to spill, of course) and beginning to move. “It will… !”

She just sort of… assumed Thanyx would follow, too caught up in being proud of herself for being more outgoing to wait. She stopped when she got to the bench, ears twitching, and inspected it for a moment… then quickly brushed it off with one of the napkins that came with her food, just in case there was any dirt or something on the seat Thanyx would take.

She couldn’t see any, but just in case. People always did that for her, back home.

Taking care not to sit on her tail, she curled it around so that after sitting down it would end up on her lap, wrapped around her and her bento boxes. She moved one to the seat next to her, for Thanyx, who she smiled back up at as she approached.

“Ah, I know I offered whatever you might fancy from mine, but… if you wouldn’t mind, I would prefer to keep my serving of the eggs…”

     ❦ The girl seems to be... Well, rather excited about this entire ordeal. Perhaps she had been feeling lonely and wanted company more than she thought? If that is the reason, then Thanyx can relate to some capacity. The only different being that she, due to her role, often scares others away... Which is understandable.

     She is sure if the stranger knew just who she was eating with, then she might feel a little (or a lot) differently about the situation.

     ❝ ... I do not mind... If you like, you may have my eggs as well if there are any inside the box, ❞ she begins her reply, slowly making her way over to the bench and quietly taking her seat next to the other after picking up the bento within her frail looking hands. She has seen modern food before, of course, however... Very rarely does Thanyx partake in any sort of ‘pleasure’, even in cuisine.

To have someone react so little to being spoken to… it was as impressive as it was intimidating. She’s met people who showed little emotion in the past, like Ptilopsis back at Rhodes Island (though her condition was a different beast altogether), but most people here, in this city, were a lot more outwardly friendly.

Or if not friendly, at least they made it clear very quickly that they weren’t.

However, she did allow herself an inward sigh of relief at the positive(?) response she did eventually get, even if it was preceded by something so cryptic.

“Oh, wonderful! Ah, hopefully it is something to your liking, then…”

Being careful not to drop the boxes, she popped the lid open on the top styrofoam container, revealing an assortment of appetizers you might find in a typical bento box.

“I think both boxes have the same foods, so if there is one in particular you like, I would be happy to offer it to you from mine… if you would like to find a seat, first?”

Her tail was, subconsciously, swaying quicker.

     ❦ Aware of her stand-offish nature (which, to be certain, is a severe understatement), the goddess is, internally, surprised at how well the stranger receives her attitude. It’s not often others are able to speak so casually with the one who represents ‘death’, even more so to be able to offer her a gift of sorts. It’s something new but by no means unwelcome, or so Thanyx thinks for now.

     As the lid is opened, cool blue hues look down and inside the box being shown. Some are things she is familiar with and some are not and thus, the goddess’s curiosity is further peaked. Slowly but surely does Thanyx now outstretch her hands, her long, bony fingers almost touching one of the boxes.

     ❝ … Oh, certainly, ❞ she now coolly replies, sapphire gaze dully looking around for a brief moment. Shortly after, the woman slowly points to a bench nearby, soon looking back at her new companion.

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“Ehm.. excuse me, friend…” Pramanix said, walking up to Thanyx’s side and looking up at her, tail swishing side to side slowly.

She was.. hesitant at first to even approach this person; they looked intimidating, with the all black outfit and the look of a person who has enough dark power within them to cast a terrible curse on her, but there was no one else around… and even if this person did look like they would fit in with Reunion, Pramanix did not want to judge them so quickly and without just cause.

She held up two to-go boxes of food, one stacked on top of the other, at about her chest height.

“I ordered food from a nearby deli, but they mistakenly gave me two of the same order…”

“I could not possibly eat both servings on my own, so would you perhaps like to share a meal with me…?”

     ❦ Head lazily looking towards the source of the voice, the goddess’s piercing blue gaze looks down at the stranger. Thanyx does not move nor make any acknowledgement of the stranger’s words just yet other than staring at her, continuing to remain motionless as the other speaks. It is only when the girl stops speaking that the divine being finally lets out a very soft hum of thought, her gaze now slowly looking at the boxes being held out.

     ❝ … I am not typically hungry... ❞ she starts, her voice monotone as always.

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“Thanyx! Hey Thanyx! Check this out!”

Rapid waving and shouting preceded the sellum bouncing her way over to the extremely tall goddess, stopping just short  with a wide smile on her face. Emere stood with her hands on her hips and… Nothing happened for a few moments. But- and it was subtle at first- most of her torso and arms began to darken in shade, save for a few striped sections which stayed the same bright pink.

“Haha! Pretty cool, right?! Matchies! I can’t really move a whole lot though or it won’t look as distinct. So…” She stood there for a moment, grinning at her own display.

“Oh! That’s right! Are you busy today? Do you want to hang out?! I’ve got a couple of different errands I could get to in the city, but any time spent is always better with friends! I’ve got things I need to do at the Lake of Koi, Mistwood and the Boardwalk, if any of those sound good to you!”

     ❦ It is with a slow turn of her head that the woman regards the familiar voice, icy blue hues settling on her frame. Offering a soft hum of acknowledgement, Thanyx waits quietly as she watches the pink being for a few moments, wondering what exactly she wishes to show the goddess... However, it soon becomes apparent what exactly Emere had wanted to show Thanyx as her body seems to begin to adorn an outfit much like the tall woman’s own.

     ❝ ... Ohhh... How about that... ❞

     ❝ …I am flattered you like my outfit so much... It looks nice on you, ❞ Thanyx coolly replies with a small smile, touched by Emere’s gesture despite not showing it very effectively.

          ❝ … INDEED. ❞ Semantics, ❝ However, I feel I am unqualified to discuss the matter further, as I fear it would become little more than pure conjecture. ❞ 

                                         … Relationships never really were my area of expertise.

       “It can be boring, especially if normal jobs ain’t really your thing.” He pauses, curiously sizing her up and pointedly eyeing the deer skull. “Your profession? You look like an arrancar, but I know that’s not true.”

      ❦ ❝ … Perhaps... However, there is always something that someone can do, ❞ as she responds, the woman now lazily looks at the skull within her hands. It’s merely one she had found within the Mistwood that resembled her original mask... But of course, it still pales in comparison. 

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defensiveness.

arms crossed on chest  /   crossing legs  /   fist-like gestures   /   pointing index finger /  karate chops   /   stiffening of shoulders   /  tense posture   /   curling of lip  /   baring of teeth

reflective.

hand-to-face gestures  /   head tilted  /   stroking chin  /   peering over glasses   /   taking glasses off — cleaning   /   putting earpiece of glasses in mouth   /   pipe smoker gestures   /   putting hand to bridge of nose   /   pursed lips   / knitted brows

suspicion.

arms crossed   /   sideways glance   /   touching or rubbing nose   /   rubbing eyes   /  hands resting on weapon   /  brows raising  /   lips pressing into a thin line  /   strict, unwavering eye contact  /   wrinkling of nose

confidence.

hands behind back   /   hands on lapels of coat   /   steepled hands   /   baring teeth in a grin   /   rolling shoulders   /   tipping head back but maintaining eye contact   /   chest puffed up   /   shoulders back   /   arms folded just above navel   /   wide eyes   /   standing akimbo

insecurity & anxiety.

chewing pen or pencil   /   rubbing thumb over opposite thumb   /   biting fingernails   /   hands in pockets   /   elbow bent  /  closed gestures   /   clearing throat   /   “whew” sound   /   picking or pinching flesh  /   fidgeting in chair /   hand covering mouth whilst speaking   /   poor eye contact   /   tugging at pants whilst seated   /   jingling money in pockets   /   tugging at ear   /  perspiring hands   /   playing with hair  /   swaying  /   playing with pointer  / marker / cane   / smacking lips   /   sighing   /   rocking on balls of feet /   flexing or cracking fingers sporadically

frustration.

short breaths   /   “tsk” sounds  /   tightly-clenched hands /   fist-like gestures   /   pointing index finger   /   running hand through hair   /  rubbing back of neck (shoulder) /  snarling   /  revealing teeth / grimacing   /  sharp-eyed glowers w/ notable tension in brow /  shoulders back, head up — defensive posturing   /  clenching of jaw / grinding teeth   /   nostrils flaring  /   heavy exhales

     FOR A MOMENT, there was something reflecting in her cold and empty gaze, something he recognised… something alive. and yet, he thought of only himself, far too absorbed in his own torments to pay the inkling any mind.

          “ then do yourself a favour— and mind your own damn business. ” with that, he sinks into the darkness once more— and further away from the light, all the while keeping a watchful eye on his unusual company.

     ❦ He’s certainly a prickly one, that’s for sure. Though instead of being turned away by it, somehow Thanyx is reminded of someone very near and dear to her... And how this is akin to how they interact with the woman now.

     It’s sad, perhaps, but she supposes she has no one to blame but herself.

     ❝ ... It is a little difficult to do that when you often muse aloud, ❞ she now responds, perhaps the slightest hint of a jest within her tone.

     IN THAT INSTANT, like a thread pulled taut, something snapped. a hiss whispering through his words, he spat at the stranger defensively.

          “ BACK OFF. if i needed a goddamn shrink, i’d ask. ” he built his walls high, forged of grief and hellfire, biting the hand that dare its flames.

          “ who the hell do you think you are? ” 

     ❦ At his sudden warning, Thanyx remains still as ever. However, her pal blue hues widen ever so slightly at the suddenness of the action, soon giving a mild hum of thought in response.

     ❝ … I am not here to comfort you nor call you out on your misgivings, ❞