G H O S T.

I’m giving up again, And this time

and lewis charges after him, hands outstretched and ready to grab onto the man as he runs away. fire practically leaps from his eyesockets, and his hair flares up around his skull.

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              ❝ w-wow… such a quick change of heart… ❞

it threw her off. she didn’t know what exactly how to feel about the figure before her at this point. she, however, left out a sigh of relief. at least he wasn’t going to hurt her friends now. but the question kept bothering her…. why did he change his mind? 

it's a lie. of course, he's still planning on revenge towards arthur. but he won't tell her that, he needs to gain her trust, needs to have her stay with him long enough to explain everything. to have her memories come back. so she'll remember him.

' because... hurting people doesn't really suit me. '

( he hesitates — is the ghost  being serious? this is his job,  of course, but he’s so used to  targets declining, or at least resisting,  that such a quick agreement  takes him by surprise. but, a smile  comes into his eye not a second  later, & a corona of blue flame  encircles his hand. this was easier  than he could have imagined. )

"Good choice! I won’t waste your time with any boring paperwork, let’s make a deal!”

lewis gazes down at the flaming hand almost hesitantly, before he reaches out his much larger hand to take it. the flames envelop both of their hands quickly. when he firmly shakes bill cipher's hand, it's not without causing the triangle to shake and flop around uselessly due to the strength of the spirit.

' what do you want in return? '

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' because i... '

i love you.

lewis' hand curls around the cracked, throbbing heart at his chest, nearly thrusting it her way before he thinks better of it. perhaps showing her would be too much or her to take in at once, and he didn't want to frighten her further.

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' wait-- '

and he reaches a large hand out, as if ready to latch onto her shoulder if she did, indeed, try to run from him. please, he just wants a moment to talk to her.

"That’s right! Anything." ( this last word is emphasized by a brief flash of blue fire from his eye & hand. showoff. ) “Y’know, love, revenge, a quarter ton of chocolate mousse, basic stuff like that!”

( the demon realizes instantly just how sensitive  that locket is; not that he cares, but offending  this spirit could ruin his chances of making a deal.  noting this detail, he continues playing on the  other’s melancholy, circling his pompadoured skull  once & coming to rest before him. )

' -- all right. '

and it certainly isn't the smartest choice he's made, but he doesn't know that. eyes glint and glow, and his voice turns into a low growl. one so uncharacteristic for him, yet entirely fitting for his overall image.

vivian has nearly reached the beginning of the staircase, but then she hears it: her name. her nickname. in a tone indicating a sorrow that would make your heart split in two. she was frozen now, hardly able to move her legs, but it was just her mind. her eyes were wide, but not with fear— actually, no. it was fear. a fear she’s never felt before. there was a lump in her own throat as she took a loud and deep breath before turning her head just over her right shoulder. but she didn’t stop there, she twirled around on her heel, only to find herself nearly face-to-face with the ghost she had met earlier that week. her mouth was frozen with her lips parted. she fought to force something out from the confines over her throat.

at first, he doesn't answer. the words are caught in his nonexistant throat, stuck against that nonexistant lump that continues to persist even when he attempts to will it away. lewis stares at her with wide, sad eyes. she is afraid, that much is to be for sure. and he hadn't wanted her to be afraid of him, yet it was only to be expected, he supposes.

' i heard that boy--he called you that. '

it's the best lie he can think of, and lewis has always been good at lying. twiddling his thumbs, he looks away shyly, feeling a bit like a crushing schoolgirl when really he's just as scared as vivi is. despite his frightening outward appearance, he's turned into a bit of a coward with a bad case of paranoia since he died. yet that isn't to exclude his terribly short temper and thirst for revenge. no, not at all.