ADHD Candy Girl

Sister come halp me

“They want me to try to rest. I just want to… Keep busy.” He replied after thinking up the right words. He watched her move to the bed and turned his body so he wouldn’t strain his neck too bad. “I see most of my future working, Morris. We do have time to retaliate but… I don’t know… Just want to distract myself and not think about Gage every five seconds.”

"Silas, you're gonna be thinking about him for the rest of your life," Taylor told him honestly, "Maybe not as frequently, but you will. That's not the important part though, the important question is; Will you have come to terms with his death in a month? A year? A decade?" Taylor's voice began to crack, "The thing is, I don't think you will. You're one of the people who just cannot accept death. You blame yourself, you won't let go of it, you even bring the dead back from the brink and in one case, from even further. Please Silas, just accept it this time, okay? Throw those plans away and come outside, even if you won't rest, at least do something else."

He nodded, “Alright.” As long as he wasn’t needed right then, he was willing to wait and focus on something else. He leaned his head back to look up at her. “No need to apologize. Aurora insisted that I spent the day  actually in my room resting and not the woods. I’ve been trying to keep myself busy but it isn’t going so well.” He motioned his hands towards his desk which was littered with balled up papers. “As you can see.”

"I'd suggest not making any plans of attack, if you're trying to rest. That's sort of counter intuitive, don't you think?" Taylor asked him with a raised eyebrow. She removed her hand from his shoulder and hopped backwards on to his bed, making sure to bounce a bit, "We have all the time in the world to retaliate SL, but you sir, have been spending too much of that at one time, all on working."

Silas dropped his pencil onto his desk and leaned back in his chair with a sigh. He rubbed his eyes before speaking softly, “I’m not busy. Did he tell you what he needed?” He asked.

Taylor exhaled a little and thought of a good way to word it, "He wanted to discuss some plans for the future." She decided vague would be best for now and then added, "He told me it could wait though, he had business to attend to."

Anything To Get Him Out Of My Head

"Hey," Taylor mumbled almost inaudibly. She shuffled over to her boyfriend and cast her gaze over his plans of attack. Various thoughts ran through her head, none of them all that optimistic. She laid a hand on Silas' shoulder and told him solemnly, "Your father was asking for you, but I told him you were busy."

Abaddon didn’t remove his eyes from the girl, “I’ll tell how it’s going to go down.Your drunk friend and yourself are going to go back home without question because,” He chuckled. “Let’s be honest, you’re going to get nowhere with that dagger and a pathetically drunk necromancer.” 

Taylor took a sudden step back when Valencia sent the demon flying. She was tempted to fling her dagger at him, but she doubted that would have much of an effect or that she'd even get the weapon back after that. So instead opted to repeat her question but to Valencia specifically, "So, anyway that you wanna do this?"

Abaddon’s eyes flicked over to the young girl smiling, “Still rude… and the remark coming from a drunk slave in our king’s possession makes it worse.” 

Taylor eyed the two cautiously, both were deities compared to her. She supposed Abaddon could be considered a deity of sorts, but then she figured that the definition could also be twisted in Valencia's favor. She twirled the dagger in her hard a bit haphazardly and asked no one in particular, "So, how is this all going to go down?"

Nipples and laces

Ellie nodded and scratched some stuff out of her notes. She then added the notes regarding to Taylor’s revival. “So you were fortunate enough to have a wizard preserve your body. Whoever helped you must have been very very powerful.” She then bit the end of her pencil in thought as she thought up more questions. “So how was the process of learning the tricks about killing demons? Did everything just come to you or was it a more of a developing learning process?” She then added afterwards. “Have any pointers to the Hallowville commoner who runs into these evil beings? Is there a way to defend yourself?”

Ellie listened with concentration as she wrote down her notes. She made sure to look up at Taylor and smile every once in awhile for encouragement and to make things more comfortable. When Taylor was done speaking, Ellie took some time to develop her thoughts and next questions. “You have been the topic of some gossip for awhile now, Taylor. Dating a Lockman, and Silas Lockman to be exact, while there have been also whispers of your death, resurrection, and demon killing hobby. You sort of have to expect some talk.” She looked down at her notes as she began asking her questions. “So during your resurrection, you were able to see glimpse of the possible future? Have anything you would want to warn the city about? On or off the record. Your experience can be helpful to scholars on the topic of Limbo or Purgatory.  Shed a little more light on what we should know.” She then looked up and gave her a sympathetic look. “Your situation with this magical artifact sounds painful and saddening. I apologize that you had to go through it. Would it be alright if I also ask you for a quick summary of how exactly you were brought back?”

"There are a few things I have written down to warn the city council about, but nothing coming up in the next few years, and nothing unavoidable. And I don't wish to go that in depth with my experiences for a while, beneficial for scholars or not. And the quick summary would be that my soul was retrieved from limbo and put back in to my body that was put in to a stasis almost immediately after I died." Taylor explained, a bit exasperated. She sucked in some air, finding herself in need of it.

Ellie wrote down some information on her notebook with great speed, taking a split second to scribble some stuff down and also keeping the conversation and questions going. “So you’ve separated your work from the pack. Do you still see yourself as apart of it anymore or do you plan leaving the ranks anytime soon? Or do you plan on balancing both responsibilities?” Her eyebrow perked up sightly in curiosity. “Limbo? Would you care to explain your experience there and remind me how you got there in the first place? A little bird told me it had to do with something like a curse.”

"I still take part in patrols as often as I can, and my hunting skills can actually come in handy on patrols. Since the demon activity in town is rising, we do encounter some demons on our patrols." Taylor explained and then at Ellie's second set of questions she hesitated and then laughed a bit uneasily, "I didn't realize I was popular enough to gossip about. Limbo was... Not an enjoyable experience. You were forced to watch every moment of your life, sometimes even re-experiencing things. You would never lose the feeling of being watched, and sense of dread that increased with every horrible thing you did in your life. And because I was revived, I was also presented with an infinite amount of things that could have happened in my life with my revival. Presented with many different second deaths, watching loved ones be mutilated by hunters, and seeing many other abominable acts take place that made me want to stop existing in general, topped with the complete and utter confusion I felt the entire time."

Ellie shook Taylor’s hand lightly with a smile before dropping her hand and taking out a pencil and a notebook from her messenger bag. “So you do admit to hunting demons. How does a young wolf from the Lockman pack get into the demon hunting business? There has to be a reason why you’ve decided to focus on evil demonic souls and not the pack’s natural, common enemy, hunters.”

Taylor nodded and returned Ellie's smile with a small upturn of her own lips, "Well it doesn't have a whole lot to do with my species or allegiances, I know that much. Otherwise, I'm not quite sure the reason. I began displaying some abilities useful only for demon hunting and exorcism after I returned from limbo, so I assume it might have had something to do with the big guy upstairs."

"Don’t think we’ve ever properly met." Ellie said a little awkwardly at Taylor’s abruptness. She extended out her hand, "Ellie Connor. I’ve been hearing some interesting things about you. Thought I’d ask to see if the things are true from the main source if that’s alright. I’d rather not write about gossip."

Taylor blushed and shook Ellie's hand. She replied with a light, "Taylor Morris, resident demon hunter of Hallowville... Feel free to ask any questions about that I suppose."