Another job. Another messed up body with a soul still trying to cling to it. It had become easier to him to guide the souls to the otherside. It was like a delivery service. Yukwon takes the souls on the trek to the otherside and then once the job was done he could return back to the living world, to his ordinary life.Â
Theyâd become more frequent though. Someone was killing these people. He didnât care about those that died. He cared about the fact that he was dragged across the city to have to collect the souls and send them across.
This time heâd found the culprit. She hadnât been far from the body, obviously taking her time to clean off whatever weapon sheâd used. It pissed Deathâs assistant off to say the least. She took delight in giving him work.
"So youâre the one whoâs been keeping me busy." The white haired male smirks, arms crossing over his chest and gloved fingers tapping against the side of his bicep.
She'd never been one of the more stable of goddesses. With all the work she had to do one would think she'd be more focused, yet that was not the case. More work meant more opportunities to slip into other people's skin, to imitate and to act. To copy others would be to lose the original quite often. Now that Soyeon was gone it was harder to retrieve it. Thus she spent most of nights now burying herself in the very thing which she hoped to do less of.
What was being stable, exactly? Nemesis had asked her recent victim the question and he'd only looked at her like she'd lost her head. Well, the man lost his soon enough. The machete she used was too effective, and she scowled as she wiped it upon her jeans. Annoying. She didn't expect anyone to be around, so the voice that floated towards her made her straighten and assume a wary position, blade half raised as she turned.
The aura he exuded was odd. Even from here the stench of death wafted over to her and almost made her gag. Was he Thanatos? No, she'd know if he was the embodiment of death itself. Death, as far as she knew, had more of a presence than this. One of Death's workers, perhaps; what was that cheesy name they called themselves again? Reapers. That would be the more viable explanation. "Do you have a problem with that? You do your job and I do mine."
The demigoddess sighed, taking a deep breath before placing the small gift bag over the mattress of her own bed, the one she was sharing with the one she loved. As she held her tears, she leaned and pressed a kiss over the material of the letter that she soon placed beside the gift. Â A soft whisper could be heard 'I'm sorry.' And she was gone. Leaving a confused snow leopard behind and of course the gift that was destinated to her lover.Â
There is so much I would like to tell you, but I can't. Just never forget that I love you.Â
I have to leave for a moment. I want to appologize for that.. because I won't be able to be by your side like I promised. But Nemesis, I need to think, I need to put myself together. I want to be serious, but I am too distracted, and I am not happy. I don't want to show you my tears, I want you to see my smile, to see that I am strong.. I want to be strong enough to be your wife.. and, I want to be the best wife you would ever dream of. But for that, for me to be happy.. I need to leave. I will think, I will train, I will change, but I'll be the same girl that fell in love with you when I'll return. I am asking you to wait for me, and please, don't be mad at me, just try to understand me. I love you, so much that it hurts.. you're my everything. You are so precious to be that I don't even know if I would ever be able to live without you.. so please believe in me, alright? I will think of you everyday until I return. Until then, please wait for me. I will be back, to love you and be with you.Â
You, and I, us. It's stronger than anything, you know it right? Nemesis, please... don't cry. Â I love you.Â
Soyeon."Â
Inside of the bag there was a box shapped into a treasure box, in it.. a beautiful ring was placed right into the middle. A small note written on a paper was also folded in the top of the box.Â
"A beautiful ring for an amazing wife. Merry Christmas, my darling."
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As soon as she arrived, the goddess' first thought was of Rhamnous. It was surprising how she just assumed Soyeon to be there -- or around the academy somewhere. Nemesis had been very slack lately, and it was almost worrying how she was becoming less possessive and all the more liberal. Maybe it was this that was her downfall; she wasn't allowed to deviate from her nature. The letter was read first before anything else. Initially, she thought it was a joke. But as her eyes progressed through the words she realised that it was far from it.
"I'm not crying, you brat," she mumbled, folding the letter carefully, a ghost of a smile upon her lips. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long -- mortals didn't have long lifespans. Soyeon would be back eventually. Nemesis had forever. It was in the subtle ways where she was strong. She wasn't worried, nor was she doubtful -- more so hopeful that the girl would return soon. Happier. More content.
"You've underestimated me again."
The letter found itself stored in a drawer along with a note. The ring found its place upon her finger. And Rhamnous soon found himself in a bath. "Soyeon would be upset if she came back to a stinky ball of fluff."
"Great. Looking forward to it." Nemesis withdrew a blade and pointed it at a far distance. "Are you up for a little throwing contest? It would make for a great warm-up activity."
"I see people I can actually tolerate." A smile forms upon her lips, quietly observing the academy from a branch of a tree. "To greet or not to greet -- that is the question."
"Myabe." With a smirk she glanced up at her lover before glancing to herself, noticing how wet she was. "Ugh, maybe we should go back home, I need to change before I get a cold. And I canât handle the warm weather of this place anymore.. Nemesis."
Oh, right. The mortal didn't have as high tolerance of weather as a goddess. The scenery shifted, and the temperature cooled significantly, although not too much; her room was in perfect condition, as always. "Don't catch a cold," she chuckled, pulling away and discarding her soaked shirt. "I'll...have to go back for my coat. You can clean up?"
The smile upon her lips grew wider as the goddess back hugged her, and she couldnât resist but to turned herself around to face her. âWell, youâre right, you donât need to admit, I know it, anyways.â Wrapping her arms around the body of her lover, she rested her head over her chest and sighed. âWho wouldnât want their lover to not grab their butt, do tell me?â
The goddess feigned innocence badly, her hands finally doing what she'd wanted to do. "Do you want me to do it so badly?" she asked, bemused, not removing her hands from their place. Leaning down, she whispered close to Soyeon's ear. "You're really quite wet right now, aren't you?"
"Nemesis" She paused, staring at her lover. "If you were saying the truth, you would have reacted more to me shooting water at you, but you didnât. Little pervert, just admit it already so maybe you can come closer and have a grab of it instead.." Soyeon winked to the goddess, before turning herself around to look at the âcountry sideâ the woman was talking about.
She snorted, but grinned widely as the girl finally did as she was told. With her speed it was easy to hold the girl there by wrapping her arms around Soyeon's waist, and she inhaled the scent of blood still lingering on her lover's skin. "I don't need to admit anything," she muttered, letting her damp body press against the mortal. Her hands wandered down and stopped just short of the edge of the younger girl's jeans. "It's like you wanted me to grab it in the first place."
Rolling her eyes, Soyeon turned around only for a slight of second, taking a small look at the view before turning back to look at Nemesis, the hose this in her hands, she pointed into the goddessâ direction, shooting water right over her. âOops. Lesson for being an obvious pervert wanting to only take a look at my beautiful bootyââ
That fraction of a second was all she needed to appreciate the nice...view. It distracted her enough to miss the jet of water headed towards her, and in no time her clothes were soaked. She spluttered and wiped her face before pouting playfully. "The only thing I was looking at was the nice countryside behind you. Now if you turned around properly you might be able to see it..."
At the comment that escaped from the goddessâ lips, a smirk appeared upon Soyeonâs own lips as she glanced to Nemesis. The country side, yeah? She knew she wasnât saying the truth, so to tease her a little bit more, she let the water flow onto her chest, her white shirt was now glued to her skin, making it possible for the goddess to see all of the curves she could offer her. âGood view, you said? Tell me more about what youâre seeing..â
That's not fair! She almost blurted it out, but the goddess did have her pride. She also blamed the hot flush on her skin on the weather. "It's really nice. If only I could take it all for my own right now..." Nemesis flashed another smirk; the game wasn't over yet. "If you turn around...you'll see how nice it really is."
At the mention of the hose, a smile creeped upon her lips as she nodded. âMmh, yeah.â Following the other outside, when they reached the said hose, Soyeon extended her hands. âYes me firstâ but let me do it myself.â With a grin, she grabbed the hose herself, and turned the water on. In no time, she was letting the water flowing onto her body, closing her eyes as she made it flow all over her face. âDamn, that is so good.âÂ
Her eye twitched at the show that the girl seemed to put on just for her. That's uncalled for, she thought as some sort of weak attempt to hate Soyeon for it. Trying to keep her cool in this (increasingly) hot weather, she leaned against the house, arms crossed over her chest, eyes appraising the way those clothes melded against her lover's form. "The view is just as good," she quipped playfully with a sly smile. "The countryside, I mean. Because what else is there to look at?"
It was getting more and more warm, but she tried to ignore it. Her eyes watching as Nemesis took care of the man that was earlier grabbing her by the collar. Once she was done and turned back to Soyeon, the demigoddess couldnât help but to chuckle at the sight of her bloody hand, looking at herself after only to notice that her shirt full of blood as well. âSure, I had fun.â Approaching the goddess, she wrapped her arms around her and smiled. âThank you, Nemesis.â
The sudden contact made her laugh lightly. "You're welcome." Pulling away from the hug, she held Soyeon at arm's length and inspected her briefly. Blood and sweat did not make for a good combination, and unless the girl planned on getting rid of clothes every time they went out on trips like these, she needed to eliminate those stains. And no, it wasn't because Nemesis particularly liked that top on her. "We should...get cleaned up. The stains are gonna be harder to remove if we let them sit like this. I think I saw a garden hose of some sort outside." She moved away, and expected the girl to follow as she made her way to the undamaged side of the house. Sure enough, there was the hose attached to the tap. She motioned towards it gracefully. "You first?"
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