time is running out.

        ( Don’t worry, no one was dead. Yet. It was merely strawberries that         coloured her mouth so. )

        “I have heard of you as well.” She was above firing up at the tone of his         voice. Perhaps if she had been younger, she would have taken insult, but         now she was merely interested in him and if he would be a willing participant         in the game she lived out. “I thought you’d be older. Significantly older. Is         eternal youth among your mighty powers?”

And alas, her true nature was revealed: sharp teeth, painted in crimson. So, this was the other form of Death. . .How enchanting, he thought, yet, terrifying at the same time. Albeit, his features remained insouciant apart from the slight cant of his head.  'Really?' Asked he without a thought. He did not quite expect her domain to be privy of his existence. Now, he wondered how they knew of him. . .Long had he been hiding from everyone, preferring the solace of the Underworld. Arms folded against his chest, was she really a Goddess? If so, she was a foolish one at that. . .Not to mention, lacking in manners.  'And how does that concern you?'

          ' —— so … it's true that all things happen          at the same time？… even in other galaxies？’

         that  all things are under the command of a    greater force ; they  FLOW  in a river hailed by gods.           ' —— i always forget that part.            i’m aerith.  i know ; unusual name! & you are? '  

         blink blink. that man was a weird one,          and he seemed not to like children so          much… even so a soft smile appeared          on pale lips as the man approached.

                 ’ dun like.. to be lost. ‘

     “no, we are not.” There was no reason to lie, after all. Just like the other, they had sensed the man was a being different than humans, although his identity still was unknown to them. If the conversation did not take a turn for the worse, they would find it out soon. What a strange encounter to have in a place so full of mortals; not that they were displeased.

     ”But neither are you.”

And so they were not; his conjecture was correct. Upon laying his eyes at them, he ascertained that something was amiss. They reeked not of the mortal blood but rather of something so forlorn and vast. Apart from this was the mutual affirmation of his immortal state. Amusing how entities not of this world dared to venture themselves with the mortals . . .

'Yes, I am not. May I ask what are you and in turn, I shall tell you what I am?'  And a small smile was allowed to taint his pallid features. A gesture he had rarely done to a stranger.

               never had he been a fan of blood; it was messy, smelt                absolutely horrible if you left it out for too long, and was an                absolute bitch to get out of clothing (because it inevitable always                ended up on his clothing, frustratingly enough.) that was not                something that this particular stranger seemed worried about,                though—while kieran’s distaste for the mess (there wasn’t a                better word for it) was blatant, it did nothing to mask                his curiosity. 

               ”what a mess. the news is going to be absolutely buzzing                tomorrow. cameras everywhere, areas blocked off.” it was a                casual observation, his words light—non-hostile. 

               ”what sort of creature makes such a gruesome scene?” he was                aware of the fact that he had been asked a question, but he did                not care enough to answer it; names could come later.             "absolutely fascinating." there was no fear in his tone, no                hesitance in his stride; despite the scene before him, he                regarded the stranger as if they had reached for the same book                in the bookstore, quiet amusement present in both his tone and                his expression.

                Breath hitched, hands curled into a tight fist; he wanted to face the intruder and yet, he  opted to peer over his shoulder instead, wiping the evidence from his lips (though, it all the more spread all over his pale countenance and on his clothing; the stranger was right--he was indeed a mess). And with a grimace, he calmed himself, breathing heavily; he finally responded with a low voice, whispering: 'As if they can catch me, anyway. They prefer to dabble themselves with the so-called ratings and hearsays.'

immortals getting clingy and needy because you have so little time we need to make the most of it

and their lovers being like chill i’ve still got like fifty years and we’ve already spent decades together we’ve been like all around the world by now but rly all I need is you

♕–; Others couldn’t hear them. She couldn’t blame their the pitch was higher than what human ears could even dream of. She perked suddenly. She had been certain she heard one of their cries. Nightwalkers haunted her. She swallowed once and kept on listening. “Sometimes thugs come around here,” it wasn’t an outright lie. It happened. Sometimes.

               wait, what? how                     could he n o t be laughing right now?                     he  just  made  an   entire  village  go                     wild  with  fear,   and  he  didn’t  even                     have to move from   his hiding place!                     the boy ceased    giggling to himself,                     a frown replacing   the large smile on                                                                  his face.

                    ❛ i could care less   about your sense                     of humor, or lack of it.   ‘s not like you                                                           can do better. ❜

        Her gaze perused the area, hand surreptitiously reached to pat the firearm at her side, assuring herself that it was still there before returning her attention on the seemingly-kid in front of her, arms folded.

       ”—yes. I’m that obvious?” There was a touch of humor to her voice, her lips momentarily turning into a smile, “Chasing down an ex, if you’d believe me.”

& she definitely did not think anyone would believe her.