strange and unusual,

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              What are you doing under there?

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[biteonthebayou-deactivated20151]

That Benny wasn’t expecting. Curiosity was a lot easier to be taken aback by than fear. Fear, he was used to. Hatred, even. Loathing. Disgust. But not curiosity. 

“Whoa, now…” he gestured to her with patient ‘slow down’ palms,  but he couldn’t help but chuckle. These were clearly prying questions, but she was young, and she could be easily forgiven for them. “Now those are awfully heavy questions to start with, hm?” Benny’s eyes twinkled. “How about we settle up with names first. Maybe we discuss the rest after.” 

[xlydiadeetz]

       What was he expecting from someone who held death in her grasp? Who could see the strange and creepy without help from outside sources? Plus to meet someone who give someone death so easily... 

       Her lips purse for a moment. Oh. Right. She’d gotten ahead of herself again. This always seemed to happen even when it was just a small mention of something off. Biting the inside of her cheek, she pulls herself back a step or two. 

               “Lydia. My name is Lydia.” 

[xlydiadeetz]

                             “If I had wanted a lecture I would’ve went to my mother.”

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Benny tilted his head a little, his shoulders squaring out of habit, seeming from years of anticipation of a negative reaction. 

“I’m the kind of dead thing that bites, Shae. Got m’self a full set of teeth t’make good on it.” 

Benny smiled wryly, though it looked a touch forlorn at the edges. 

“But now don’ you let that worry y’none. I drink blood. Not people.”

[xlydiadeetz]

          Here her eyebrows shoot up, up to her already too-short bangs. Eyes that had been dull with boredom shine with something new. Excitement. A vampire? He was a vampire! She blinks, eyeing him over. He didn’t look like one - far too healthy and beefy for what she thought they’d look like (but Nosferatu was his own breed, she has to remind herself of this fact).  

           “People have blood. I’m a people. Person. Can you... feel it thrumming in my veins? Hear my heart beat? Can you see my pulse?” At this she gets closer with each question, heart racing in her chest. She’s curiouser than a kitten, this little goth child. “How does it feel to bite down into living flesh?”

[xlydiadeetz]

I, MYSELF, AM STRANGE AND UNUSUAL. 

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Benny offered the girl a small, bemused smile. “It’s more like a smell. Don’ mean to offend none. Met plenty other folks have it, too. Just not in the same way.” 

[xlydiadeetz]

     She’s still not impressed, but she is very curious now. “What are you? People don’t usually have the ability to smell other’s and their abilities.”

[roomtemperaturedlovers]

She was a curious girl, a wanderer, who spent her summers chasing fluttering pieces of prose and eating strawberries.

Michael Faudet, Strawberries (via roomtemperaturedlovers)

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“Well now I don’ meet many breathin’ folks have death ‘round em like you seem to, Shae. You’ll have to tell me just how that works.” 

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         “You can... sense that? That’s very interesting.” Pursed lips as she contemplated the man before her. “I’ve always been surrounded by the dead. It’s in my blood.”

[saythreetimes-blog]

          ❝Well you missed your mark BIG time. So what’s with calling me? I thought you had your own dead friends to hang around with.❞

[xlydiadeetz]

         “Screw you, I smell delicious.” A short pause, an uncomfortable (but extremely embarrassed) look tossed to the ground. “I... I graduated from high school, Beej. I’m bored. I want... I want to have an adventure.”

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                    Just like that he faded into a puff of green smoke, transforming once more into the corpse version many knew him by.

          ❝You don’t exactly smell like a garden of roses either.❞

[xlydiadeetz]

              Alright that was what she was used to. Not that... pretty boy. Who’d been attractive and confused the hell out of her because of Beej’s voice. 

                      “Well that’s good because I wanted to smell like cotton candy today anyway.”

[saythreetimes-blog]

          ❝Is it the face? Cause I can always go back to the dead looking one if that’s what you’re really into, babe.❞

[xlydiadeetz]

         “I don’t even know at this point. I’m just surprised you have a form that isn’t rotting.” She crinkles her nose, “But you sure as heck still smell like mold and dirt.”

[xlydiadeetz]

             It was the cat--- 

                             [ spoiler alert: there is no cat. ]

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          ❝Well you did summon me. What did you expect to happen?❞

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                “What the he-- no! I wasn’t expecting this to be what happens.”

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               I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

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               Eugh! What’s that smell-- 

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