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─── { HEL } ─── He did not seem the kind to respond to pleasant smiles and sweet compliments, evident by his disinterest in returning her attempt at extending a friendly gesture. And so she dropped a layer of her mask, as quick as she had fitted it to her features. Instead, she offered a sharp grin, more predatory and less pleasant, all teeth and red stained lips.
( 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? '
'Certainly. Albeit, I cannot say for sure about the latter. From what I have gathered they might have a different perception of time and space. . .' Corner of his lips curl into a smile so coy, unnaccustomed he still was to the gesture of pleasantries. 'A pleasure, Aerith. Do you hate it then? Anyhow, you may call me Kristoffer.'
But it’s not so bad… to leave like this…
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. ‘
Head inclined to the side as a smile was offered to him. Yet, the gesture was not returned for he would spare not of his time with petty formalities. Blue irises appraised the peculiar child once more, a brow arched. 'Then, what brought you here?'

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“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.
dui bu qi for the absence mates but i've contracted the cold and must rest; will hopefully be back on friday
g r o s s.
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.'
'Truthfully speaking, if I may add.' Kristoffer spoke in a matter-of-factly voice, corner of his lips tugged into a smirk. 'One who thirsts for the life.' A brow arched, the question of the stranger was peculiar indeed (more like, added oddity for he dared not run when he saw Kristoffer with a cadaver laid on the ground; surely, said intruder was not a mortal as well -- he conjectured). 'And you, Herr, what sort of creature are you?' he quipped in turn as he spun on his heel to face the stranger. Translucent hues appraised the eccentric-looking creature with similar fascination . . .'You are obviously not one of them.'
'I honestly don't know what you are talking about . . .'
immortals falling for mortals
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
and just, no, you don’t understand that’s not nearly enough for all the things I want to show you please why are you slowing down I know but you’re tired a lot lately wait no don’t go

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GREEK MYTHOLOGY: Αναγκη // Protogenoi of Necessity
Ananke was the goddess/personification of destiny, necessity, compulsion, and fate. She marks the beginning of the cosmos, along with Chronos. She emerged self-formed at the very beginning of time—an incorporeal, serpentine being whose outstretched arms encompassed the breadth of the universe.
She was seen as the most powerful dictator of all fate and circumstance which meant that mortals, as well as the Gods, respected her and paid homage. Considered as the mother of the Fates according to one version, she is the only one to have control over their decisions.
The Greek primordial deities, or the Protogenoi, were the first beings that came into existence. They helped form the very fabric of the universe and are immortal. These gods and goddesses preceded all the Titans and the Olympians.
♕–; 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.
'Do you mistake me for a fool, Frau?' His countenance was contorted with annoyance for it seemed that this stranger affront him assumed that he could not handle himself--whatever the danger that lurked around. 'You will have to tell me the truth for I see beneath your lies--what is this danger you speak of ?'
❝ You must be quite the traveller. I sense an adventurous spirit in you —- someone daring. ❞
'And so I have been told. I will have to say, in turn, that, you are a keen observer for a feline. . .Or, may I say-- something different? '
‘ —— it’s even harder to find someone who believes that the concept of “spacetime” is a thing. i mean, usually it’s a belief that things are separate, though they function methodically, & flow together. ‘
'The concept I speak of is the truth. . . For, had it it been a fallacy, then, my sole existence at this moment would be but a mirage--a hallucination of yours. Mayhaps, a dream even. . .It is something hard to grasp, yes. . .I concur. Might I ask who are you--lest I forget?'

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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. ❜
'Or, mayhaps, your lack of creativity.' Blunt his words were to the other yet, the plausibility of the truth in his them could be questionable. Humour was something he did not possess; so, naturally, he would not appreciate it --- but he would not admit it either. . . 'I don't get the essence of it, simply.'
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.
She was met with a blank stare, a slight arch of his brow. Was she trying to humour him or was it the truth? Yet, the latter did not make sense to him for she emitted an aura of authority and power in her. 'Nein.' He deadpanned, adjusting the strap of his satchel. The young professor was not amused at all . . . 'I meant, I don't believe you are looking for your former lover. . .' Who would be foolish enough to chase their former lover anyway?