#; sin

[bheithann]

@kinshiplier

          “Mein Freund, I need your help.” Henrik sounded panicked, out of breath. His fingers were trembling and he was pacing around Sin’s couch, head turning side to side. “I am being blackmailed. I cannot....I cannot risk my secret getting out to the rest of the hospital staff. I would be arrested.”

[howsitgoinbros]

@kinshiplier || Sin

          Infe remained in place as he let Sin circle him. He didn’t feel all that threatened, though he was cautious of the other entity, not knowing him well enough to know what to expect. Infe wasn’t sure if they could be allies or foes yet either; Sin seemed to be in a league all on his own.

          -I am not judging anyone, merely stating a fact about mankind.- He shrugged with that response before crossing his arms in a slightly defensive position. He didn’t much like being questioned by...what he could only assume was his own kind. There was definitely something about Sin that made him uneasy. 

          -I am also not your treasure,- he added. There was a flicker of distaste on his features, with his nose wrinkling up and his eyes narrowing. -You may think you’re being clever, but I assure you, I am not an idiot human, I am smarter than that.- Perhaps they wouldn’t be friends if this continued. Shame, really.

[bheithann]

@kinshiplier

          “Surely you have better things to do than bother Doctor Schneep, hmm? Unless you are secretly wanting to be with me.”

[bheithann]

@kinshiplier || Sin

          It’s not often when Henrik ventures out of his lab to gather his own supplies,  though in this case, he’s ventured to the doorstep of the nearest woods,  where he’s inspecting plants with gloves on. He’s looking for specific plants,  though he’s not sure he’s going to find what he needs here. 

              With a muttered swear,  Henrik steps back and swipes at his forehead.   “ I should have been a botanist, ”   he grumbles.   “ I am a doctor,  not a plant man! ”

[occultsilence]

He waited for the most opportune moment to make his presence known. After Mark had finished with business and was alone. There would be a notable drop in temperature as the shadows seemed to take shape of a man. A graceful gesture by a pale hand as he offered a hint of a grin. "Mark." The name spoken by an echoing voice, slightly deeper than one might expect. "I have been anticipating this for quite some time. Finally, we meet. . face to face." Sin keeping his stance neutral for the time being.

          The sound Mark made when Sin appeared was rather undignified, accompanied by a clumsy jump back. Luckily, he had his chair to grip in order to remain upright. 

          “Wha-? I mean, what the hell?” He had the briefest of flashbacks to a rather morbid past he’d rather forget, but this entity was different. “How’d you get in my house? Nevermind, I don’t want to know the answer. Why are you here? Don’t answer that either.”

          He forced himself to take a deep breath before easing his grip on the chair, settling for sitting in it instead. His legs were going to give out soon. “Are you spying on me?”

[bheithann]

“What do you need?” [ Sin to Tony ]

           "W̨h͟a͝t͏ m͏a̷k͜es͏ ͡y͞e͜h t̨hin͞k ҉I͟ n͘eed a͟ny͠thi͞n’?“ Anti stared at Sin, shuffling uncomfortably in place. He had the sensation Sin knew something he did not, like Sin was peering through his very being to guess at something. Whatever that was, remained a mystery for now.

            The truth was, Anti always needed something. He never knew what it was, but he had a sense of need, something that never actually left him. It was an annoying sensation, but he could deal with it just fine on his own.

            With Sin?

     "͞Į'̶m̡ f̀ine, ͝Sín."̕ Was he really?

[bheithann]

sin & nimmy

1. Nim is forever going to be loyal to Sin. He knows where his place is, and there’s not a soul who can get him to change his mind.

2. Nim’s memory still isn’t fully returned, but he does remember a little more here and there of where they used to be. Of home. He hasn’t voiced them aloud, but Nim treasures these memories, and when he’s alone, he’ll close his eyes and daydream of the old days.

3. Nim eventually wants to build up a new career here in this world. He still doesn’t know how to go about getting it going, but he knows he can count on Sin to help him establish his place here. He knows Sin’s got more connections.

4. Nim doesn’t care about a whole lot of other ‘egos’ or youtubers, but he trusts Sin’s judgement, even if he personally doesn’t care. It’s Sin’s judgement and his status as ‘head of the table’ that keeps Nim from going off and killing everyone. He’s not about to go behind Sin’s back.

5. Nim will always love Sin. If a complete loss of memory and an entire realm apart hasn’t separated them, then nothing else will. Nim’s sure his love is stronger than any cosmic power at play.