S I R E N

The siren song is one of the most powerful in the world. To hear it, is to hear the angels of God singing. The fate that lies afterward....is a fate fit for the Devil. Kylia Kava || 23 year old siren ||

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen: 

Antero took a tentative sip from his spoon and, to his surprise, it was actually quite good.  He’d never cared much for the texture of seaweed, but the taste was excellent.  The salt in the soup found its way to his sore throat, soothing it quite a bit after even just one bite.  “Thank you,” he said.  Antero managed a small, chapped-lip smile 

Walking over to sit beside him, the siren gave him a soft smile. Leaning over she kissed his cheek. “You are very welcome, is there anything else you want or need?”

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“Lemon sounds good,” he said. He looked down at the steaming bowl of soup. “What kind of soup is this?”  He noticed seaweed floating in it.  He wasn’t opposed to seaweed, but he’d like to know what he was eating before putting it in his mouth.  

“Miyeokguk. Seaweed soup. It’s a lot better for you than normal chicken noodle.” She stated pouring his cup of tea. Setting the tea beside his bowl, the siren leaned against the counter. “Go ahead, eat up.”   

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

He stayed in bed a little while longer, but when he heard Kylia return, he got up and shuffled to the kitchen, wearing his blanket like a cloak.  He sat down reluctantly at the kitchen table, watching his girlfriend heat up water for tea.  “Thank you,” he murmured after a long silence, filled only with the clatter of cooking utensils.  

“You’re welcome.” She said sweetly. Finishing up the soup, she poured it into a bowl and slid it infront of him. “Do you want lemon in your tea? Or just honey?”

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

He sighed.  “No.  I’ll run get soup at the store in a bit.  It’s fine.  I’m a grown up.  I can take care of myself.”  The empty space where her body had been beside him moments ago felt cold.  He wanted the warmth back.  Antero pulled the blanket around himself tighter.  “It’s fine.”  

“No it’s not fine. You shouldn’t be going out when you’re sick like this.” She said looking around for her keys. “I’ve got the stuff to make soup at my place, I’ll be back in two minutes alright.” The siren didn’t waste time waiting for him to respond before she was out the door. . It didn’t take much time for her to grab a couple cans of soup and some other things from her apartment. When she came back, she immediately went to start cooking the soup and making him a cup of tea.

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“No.  Don’t need it,” he mumbled, turning his head just slightly so her hand slid off his forehead.  Immediately he missed it.  “You had better go.  I don’t want you getting sick, too.”  

Pulling her hand back, Kylia frowned slightly. “You say that now but, by the second weak of this you’ll be wishing you had medicine.” The siren said as she got up from the bed. “I’ll leave, once I’ve made you something to eat. Have you eaten anything?”

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“No.  I’m fine.  I just need rest.”  He launched himself onto his bed.  Get out, he thought hard, trying to make her leave, before remembering his abilities didn’t work on non-humans.  Perkele.  Now his head hurt worse.  He rolled over, grumbling to himself.  

Moving to sit beside him on the bed, Kylia reached out to check his forehead. “Jesus Antero, you’re burning up. Have you taken any sort of medicine.” 

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“Thanks,” he said, rolling his eyes.  He turned his head away to cough into the crook of his arm, shuffling back towards the bedroom.  “I’m afraid I’m not good company today,” he said.  He was in no mood to deal with his rogue girlfriend today.  

Shutting the door, the siren followed after him. Dropping her things on the couch she leaned against the door frame just watching for a moment. “Do you want some tea or something?”

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Sick Leave || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

Antero never got sick.  Never.  Well, hardly ever, but it was never a simple cold.  Colds didn’t bother him, at least not until now.  

He’d called in sick from work and stayed curled up on his bed, wrapping himself in a blanket, shivering and coughing.  If he had to be sick, he might as well enjoy sleeping in and being alone.  

Someone knocked on the door.  He rolled over, groaning, then stood up to go answer the door, dragging the blanket along behind him.  

She didn’t have work today than the seas. The first place the siren went was to Antero’s, hopefully she could convince him to play hooky with her and go to the beach. When the door opened, the sight was one she suspected. “You look like death warmed over.” 

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Business Hours || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

He sighed and lifted his shirt, almost a little angrily, casting it aside, sitting bare-chested at the table with Kylia standing next to him.  He wasn’t happy about it.  He was used to being shirtless, generally fine with it, and nudity around others wasn’t unusual either (Antero enjoyed the sauna on occasion), but this time there was an unspoken weight on him from Kylia’s gaze.  He was uncomfortable.  He said nothing, merely went back to his work.  

Well that was un-expected. He looked to be put out by having to take off his clothes. When he moved back to his work, the siren felt an odd weight on her own chest. Was it guilt? Shame? She didn’t know what it was but, the sensation had effectively ruined her mood. Setting the bottle down the siren went to collect her things to go back to her own apartment. Picking up the discarded shirt she tossed it back at his head. “If you’re going to act that way about it, I’m going home.” Kylia stated, turning on her heel and walking to the door. 

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Business Hours || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“I.  Just.  Have.  One.  More.  Page.  Of.  Notes.”  Each word was drawn out to the length of a sentence.  “Just let me finish this and we can drink to excess and whatever you want.”  He quickly added “That doesn’t involve me naked, I mean.”  

Careful not to ruin or tear anything when she sat up, Kylia griped a bit before removing herself from the table. “Well, that’s no fun. Getting naked and drunk is always a high light of the night.”

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Business Hours || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“Always,” he said, taking the drink.  Any excuse to change the subject.  “When have I ever turned down alcohol?” he said, chugging as much as he could before it started to burn.  He gasped for air once he had finished, chuckling a little before coughing a few times.  “The one thing from home.  The buzzes and hangovers are all the same, no matter where you have them.”  

“I said a swig, not a gulp.” The siren teased taking the bottle back. Setting the bottle on the table, she leaned back on her hands. “Eh, I feel like the higher up you are the worse the hangover would be, like latitude, longitude wise.” Glancing down at the documents he had before him, Kylia sighed as she lay down across them. “Are you done working yet?”

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Business Hours || Kylero

[the-cluelessmermaid]

anterolaaksonen:

He was starting to get very irritated with this talk.  “Well, now, you aren’t asexual, are you.”  It wasn’t a question.  Even if it were, the answer was pretty obvious.  Siren.  Why had he thought it would be a good idea to get attached to one?  “I’m not saying it’s weird in general.  I’m saying it’s weird to me.  Please respect that.”  He picked his pen up again.  

“Would probably die if I was..” The siren muttered to herself. Pulling a bottle of whiskey from one of the cabinets, Kylia quickly opened it and tipped it back. “Fine.” She said with a slight whine. Gliding back to the table, the siren sat down crossing her legs. Taking another swig from the bottle she handed it toward Antero. “Want a swig?”

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Business Hours || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

“Not… right now.”  He sighed and scrubbed his hands through his hair.  “I-I’m fine with the idea of sex.  Sex is okay.  But in the past, I’ve always needed to be in a committed relationship before I’m not disgusted by the idea of personally doing it.  Like, long-term and madly in love.  Otherwise it’s weird.  Empty.  No reason, and frankly a little gross to be sharing body fluids.”  

Kylia rolled her eyes, this wasn’t the past they were dealing with. It was here and now. Getting off the table, she stepped over to the kitchen in search of a drink. “It’s not weird, it’s a natural human interaction. The people I’ve had sex with in the past, didn’t leave me feeling empty.” 

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Business Hours || Kylero

[the-cluelessmermaid]

anterolaaksonen:

He frowned right back.  “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?  I told you almost first thing.  I’m asexual.  I’m not sexually attracted to anyone.  Sex is okay, but there are a million other things I’d rather be doing.”  

“I remember. But, you still won’t do it with me. Not even once?” She wondered. Frankly, she was getting rather frustrated with this whole ordeal. In the sirens mind, certainly sleeping together one time wouldn’t make the whole world explode.

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Business Hours || Kylero

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anterolaaksonen:

It took him a moment to understand what she was saying, what she was implying, but once he did he gently pushed her hand away from his shirt.  “No,” he said.  “We can relax, but please don’t try and undress me.”  He’d told her this already.  Granted, he hadn’t reminded her, but he’d thought she’d understand after telling her once.  He was asexual.  The idea of sex was… Well, not entirely repulsive to him, but it wasn’t something he liked doing on even an occasional basis.  

So he was serious about this whole no sex thing. Frowning Kylia crossed her arms over her chest. “Seriously? You’re really still on this whole, no sex thing.” Sure, the siren had found other means to, quench her thirst, but with her boyfriend looking the he does, she’d much rather have the real thing.

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