#jay ia

[aiden-ia-blog]

 jay-ia said: “Yeah… I was six feet under for 22 years, only no one bothered to dig me up and throw me a welcome home party.” Throwing all jokes aside, Jay stared at the older, wiser man with his full attention. “How do we work? Can we actually die for real?

"Hey, its not as though I was 'welcomed.' I was resurrected to be a servant. To babysit his kids because he was too busy to raise them himself." Aiden's tone took a harsher tone for a moment. It was clear he didn't exactly like the man who had raised him from his grave. "How do we work... What do you mean by that? But yes, we can die. I was told only an exorcist can do it though. Other than that, we will regenerate given time." 

[spiritsooyeon]

 jay-ia said: So you’re just like a ghost right? Do you want to move on? (/Rubs the back of his neck and sighs/) So there aren’t a lot of people like me, are there? And here I was, hoping to learn more about us. (/He nods and smiles softly/) Yep, we’re dead buds!

-nods a bit-  I am a ghost, yes.   -shrugs-  I think I'm doing just fine here.  No moving on necessary.  -chuckles softly-  There...might be?  I'm not the most social of people.  I only really have like, two friends.  -nods-  Dead buds, huh?  I suppose it could be worse.  

[aiden-ia-blog]

 jay-ia said: “You’re a…” He instantly froze up, his eyes wide and focused intently on Aiden. “You’re lying, right? This is a joke? Someone told you I’m the zombie so you came to play a prank.” Jay didn’t see any hints of a joke. “I’m… like you. A Twoseventy.”

Aiden frowned at him, not anticipating such a reaction. "Why would I lie about that? And I'd prefer to not think of myself as a zombie, if that's what you're calling twoseventies." He huffed a bit, shaking his head before he froze and stared. "Wait.... Really? I've never met another- This is fantastic! Amazing, really!" 

[aiden-ia-blog]

 jay-ia said: “Sweet!” Jay said in English as his face lit up in excitement. He hadn’t met anyone from America before Aiden. When their hands touched, however, Jay’s face dropped. It felt like his own hand; cold and dead. “Do you mind if I ask what you are? Vamp?”

Jay's hand felt cold. Aiden eyed him for a moment, confused. He shook his head a bit, smoothly pulling his hand back. "I'm uh... I'm a twoseventy." He said quietly, his eyes careful as he watched the other for his reaction. "And yourself?" 

[spiritsooyeon]

jay-ia said: A spirit? (/Frowns a bit, feeling empathetic/) I’m sorry to hear that. I’m a Twoseventy. So I don’t know exactly how you feel, but I understand the whole… dying thing. Sucked, right?

-nods-  A spirit.  It's okay.  I've kinda gotten used to it by now, though there are always new, and sometimes unpleasant surprises that come along with it.  -listens to his explanation-  Hmm...I think you're the first Twoseventy I've actually had a conversation with.  -nods-  It did suck.  A lot.  -sighs-  Well, we have that in common, at least.

[genie-kiseop]

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