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“Ọh my! You are so wonderfully cute looking. Would you like to come sit with me?” Asking her question, Nixie knelt down and held out her hands. If he wanted she would even carry him!
“Well! In the event that you get bored with dollmaking, you could use singing as a backup,” Lewis said as he took the clothes. He thanked her and dropped the towel from his waist — right there in front of her because he had no shame. At least he did it in order to get dressed.
“𝐍o, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of my work,” she sighed and went on cleaning the room not bothered by his nakedness. This like that didn’t really phase Nixie anymore. After all, she had lived through the 1960s and she had seen enough naked people to last an eternity because of it. “Do you want breakfast or are you just going to dash out?”
SEND ME “どきどき” IF YOU WANT TO SHIP WITH MY MUSE!
Deep down, beneath the dual voices, his craziness, and the occasional panic attack his healing factor managed to hold at bay often, he knew that the reason behind her hit was quite obviously petty, if not deeply rooted and unnecessary. Then again, he had a habit for being a bad judge of character, so who knew? Maybe she was some vicious, murderous witch deep down, and her appearance outwardly was so deceptive, not even his paranoid mind could come up with a reason to find her deadly.
He was tempted to believe the former, however.
𝐑ushing about, Nixie locked the door and pulled down the metal shutters over her windows. After that, she led the way up the stairs in the back that led up to her upper-level apartment. Going into the back room where she kept her diaries, ledgers, and grimoires, the female began pulling books off the shelf.
“𝐓his room is so dirty. I really need to clean it again soon, 30 years is to long to wait.”
Shou was hardly what one would call a conversationalist. His social skills were lackluster at best, despite the friends he had here and there. It was rare that he felt compelled to jump up and talk to someone, but he supposed perhaps now would be a good time. Swallowing deeply, he stumbled to his feet and strode over, knees wobbling just so.
“I–.. h-.. I.. ahh.. hi.”
𝐈t was such a pleasant surprise when she heard a soft voice begin to speak to her. The witch was so sure he wasn’t even going to look at her again. Truly this was a great surprise.
“𝐇ello.” She paused a moment before saying more. “I’m Nixie. What’s your name?”
“Hate t’ break it to ya’, but, that’s why I’m here. See, normally I know before I come to ‘’collect’’, but all I got was a deposit and a general location, so, I’m not here t’ kill ya’. In fact, I’m here to be a hero for once! Know anyone that wants to have ya’ put in a dirt hole?”
“𝐒ave me? How kind of you! No one has ever done that kind of thing for me, or anything for me if I’m honest.”
𝐓hinking for a moment, Nixie drummed her fingers on the counter. There were many who had sought her life over the years. However, none of the ones she thought of right off the top of her head were alive anymore.
“𝐈 can’t think of anyone right now, but give me just a moment. I’ll close down my shop and we can run upstairs to check my old records.”
“w-well– m-maybe?”
“𝐑eally? That’d make me really happy. I’ve never had a Valentine’s before.”
“sooooo– i-i’m still free f-for v-valentine’s…”
“𝐃oes that mean you can ‘Be Mine’ then?”
this just blew me awayy. i peed
“Lookin’ for someone. A chick. Witch, if that helps. I mean, I’m supposed to come here and kill her?it?but I have no clue why, and that’s shit you gotta tell a mercenary. Got a moral code, believe it or not! So! Seen anyone like that?”
“𝐒o then, you’re looking for me, Mr. Mercenary? I’m the only witch that lives here these days. My mother did once, but she is now a resident of Sunny Springs nursing home. Her health is just too much for me to manage these days. But more importantly, do tell me if you can, who sent you? If I am a wanted woman, I’d like to know at least who by.”
he sniffs faintly, and the creature is DROPPED a moment later without regard, in fact KICKED by the mere toe of the boot for encouragement onward. he knows all PESTS in the labyrinthine realm of his home are far more FORMIDABLE than they lead on to be, and the monarch has never CODDLED one of them.
“‘Tis PAIN it seeks after, my lady. You would have been better to injure it.”
“𝐈 would never want to do such a thing to anyone,” she said softly as she watched the creature hurry away. Nixie pitied it slightly for being treated so coldly, it had done nothing to deserve the cold shoulder it was given. But then again, this was not her home. She should be careful to not step out of bounds.
He didn’t notice the voice that mixed with his own particularly because was so into his one-man concert — and the water drowned it out. It was only after Lewis turned off the water that he heard Nixie’s singing. Honestly, it was impressive. Lewis kept going as he dried off, eventually cracking the bathroom door open to peer into the bedroom. He finished the tune with one very long, slightly flat note. Afterwards he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“I didn’t know you could sing.” he commented. “That was really good.”
“𝐈 think it’s just okay,” she smiled finishing tucking the blanket under the pillows. Reaching over to the nightstand, Nixie picked up his clothing, that she had so politely folded, and handed them to him. “I prefer doll making over music, personally. But you seemed to, at least, enjoy it pretty well.”
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A witch was certainly a first on his long list of clients. Then again, since the hit was taken out against her with no details on why, could she honestly be called a client? …Considering he was on his way to visit her with no intention of fulfilling the unbound contract, he determinedly claimed yes.
“Yooooo’! Anyone alive in here?”
“𝐈’m in the back,” she chimmed pulling a box off one of the storage room shelves. Coming into the front of the shop, Nixie set the small box down on the counter. “How can I help you today? Are you looking for a gift or just browsing?”