#2dayze

♥ ⸻ There was no use in denying it any longer —Lily was completely stumped! As she pulled up in a space in the respectfully busy parking lot, she released something of a world weary sigh. For the past week or so she had been wracking her brains for ideas on what to get Orson, her neighbours soon to be six year old son. He was such a delightful little boy, a little shy, sure, but sweet all the same, and it was because of this that Lily didn't mind when his folks asked her if she could baby sit him.

However, three short days from now, that little boy would be celebrating his sixth birthday —something he was incredibly proud about, because apparently that meant he was a big boy now— and she hadn't been able to find him something worthy of the occasion.

It took her all of three minutes once she'd entered the store to find the person she was praying could help her. His back was turned to her when she approached, so she cleared her throat and gave a quick double-tap to his shoulder. ❝ Excuse me, young man, I was wondering if you could help me? ❞ She was totally using a silly sounding fake voice, too.

i fr thought the callout police had found me when it happened for the first time earlier ;;;;;;;

ルールー ❝ Don't do this, dear heart. You're much too soft, too fragile for him... ❞ It had been a near constant bleating in her ear for the past fourteen months. Since the day she had set out upon her quest to find the items she would need to perform this summoning, Thanatos had been in her ear about it, dismissing her capabilities to find the items at first, and then changing his tactics to sweet-talking and now, finally, he was all but pleading with her to stop.

But she wouldn't stop. She'd come too far, sacrificed too much to get here. —Nothing and no one would stop her now. The items had been placed at each point of the sigil, the sigil itself drawn out in brilliant blue chalk upon the floor of the run down apartment she'd rented in haste. She'd chosen blue simply because she had read that it was potentially his favourite colour.

❝ He's not coming. You've been saying this invocation for over two hours. You're not worthy. ❞ A bloodied hand balls into a fist, hitting the ground briefly as she remained on her knees and forehead all but touching the floor. He had to come, he just had to. She'd done everything right!

❝ Please... please... please... You have to come... ❞

THERE IS A ROUND CARTON OF ramen in his hand, the demon hunter SHOVING the noodles into his face like he's not eaten in days... which, to be fair, he probably HASN'T. he'd been far too focused on the odd security footage now running on the several screens in his home. the five second loop showing a man walking, and then two seconds later being throw five feet into the air onto the opposite wall.

it was unlike anything timothy had ever seen before.

@2dayze inquired: ❛ No, for real, I'm gonna fuckin' cum, Lu... ❜ He turns his phone towards her. It's displaying a picture of Saint Basil's Cathedral. It's his favourite building on earth.

ルールー Had it been anyone else breaking the silence in such a fashion they would have been met with the most impressive side-eye from her. As it stood, it was Isaac, and so she merely settled the book she had been reading on her lap.

❝ That's... a really unique looking building. ❞ She shifts in her seat so as to get a better look, neck craning ever so slightly as she leans in. It's a brightly coloured and patterned building with tear drop spires. She's never seen anything like it. ❝ It's beautiful.~ ❞ She breathes, marvelling at the design of it.

        “I honestly never played a video game.” There really wasn't much time for fun in the January household.