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✝ ❀ ❤ ; " One, two, Slendy's comin' for you... Three, four, better lock the door... Five, six, better pick some marks... Seven, eight, place them straight... Nine, ten... Never live again... One... Two... Slendy's comin' for you... "
✝ ❀ ❤ ; Lyra... Stop being creepy.
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⊰☯⊱ “You… really shouldn’t be pointing this out on me.” No, the demi-fiend is doing this for safety reasons now given the high chance of anything happening is still there. He is still being hunted by the police, his friends, and demons no less.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " And why is that? " Lying to her, or hiding anything about something so obvious, would easily make her angry. Slipping the eyepatch from her right eye, the emerald hue shone, mismatching her crimson tint.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " You know, you really shouldn't keep secrets from someone who's curious. It's not like it'll kill you. " That might not, but the nightmares he would receive for daring to gaze at the emerald tint would make him wish for death, if not beg for it.
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❀ Word Association Game
✝ ❀ ❤ ; ” You! “
{ e y e + e y e p a t c h }
Lyra wears an eyepatch to cover up her green eye. When uncovered, anyone who gazes upon her green eye will have inexplicably horrid nightmares, and often will wish for death or even beg for it, but never receive it until she herself kills them. HOWEVER, if you happen to be Lyra's lover, you will be completely unaffected by this, and can gaze upon her eyes, uncovered, as you wish.
Let's play the 'Word Association Game'! Send my muse a word, any word, and they'll respond with the first word that comes into their head.
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
✝ ❀ ❤ ; ” Would mister like to come too? It’s only your nightmares. “
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " You're a tall and slender man. " Lyra, no, you can't make jokes. Stop.
Spotted, ah? No matter, she’d keep her questions to herself. After all — Actions that led up to one falling from God’s grace tends to be a [ personal ] matter.
Playing it off as if she never shifted attention to the appendages that provided flight unattainable by man, she merely put on a confused look.
” — Haa? “
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " You don't have to hide your thoughts from me. ... I'm used to it. " As doll like as she was, the Dark Angel was unbreakable, fragile and yet indestructible. Folding her wings away again, she resumed her human guise.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; Falling from God's grace was always bad...
[12:27:56 AM] ღ ｅｄｗａｒｄ ｅｌｒｉｃ ღ: lmfao
[12:28:02 AM] ღ ｅｄｗａｒｄ ｅｌｒｉｃ ღ: one day banshee's like
[12:28:09 AM] ღ ｅｄｗａｒｄ ｅｌｒｉｃ ღ: ' /takes lyra's hands/ pls stop making jokes dear '
[12:28:15 AM] ❥ 2ᶰᵈ.: 'they suck'
[12:28:18 AM] ღ ｅｄｗａｒｄ ｅｌｒｉｃ ღ: lmFAO
[12:28:27 AM] ❥ 2ᶰᵈ.: 'suck worse than a virgin's first blowjob'
⊰☯⊱ Shit. “… I don’t know what you’re talking about.” That’s not going to help much, Naoki.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " You know, I don't appreciate liars. You have stuff on your face... Right here, and here, and there. " A pale, freezing cold finger lightly traced exactly what she was talking about.
Dear god that joke was pitiful. ” Ah yes, crimson gloved suits better. ” Make the girl feel better about her joke.
But attention soon shifted to the wings — Ahh. A holy being fallen from grace. How tragic. Wonder how they fell?
✝ ❀ ❤ ; The tiny smile of a simple minded child appeared on her lips for a flicker of a flame ---- that short of a time span. She was definitely not a simple minded tot, but sometimes her vocabulary and words defined that she was.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; The attention on her wings made a soft flush rise to pale, cold cheeks, warming them in the early spring breeze. Wrapping herself with the appendages, black in color contrasting perfectly against her moon white skin, she blinked.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " ... Yes? "
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " You're really pretty looking, miss. " It was an honest compliment, coming from a girl who was average, at best, in her own mind.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " I spy with my little eye... A flaming eyeball. That cannot be very healthy. " Lyra, stop.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " There's something on your face, mister. " That wasn't obvious or anything, Lyra.
“ Oh dearie me, I’ve been caught red-handed. ” Even with the sarcasm, her voice was something other-worldly. Not like she cared for her nature being exposed in conversation.
All that mattered was if it spread.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; Letting go of her tight control on her wings, the black menaces unfurled completely, revealing her own nature. The Dark Angel. After a moment of simply blinking at the other, she spoke again.
✝ ❀ ❤ ; " More like crimson gloved. " It was an attempt at a joke, albeit terrible.
