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// Hey Everyone~ Sorry I've been so inactive. I know I say this a lot, but I will try and be more active. However, I have started uni and I am just trying to organise my life (in some vain attempt). Drafts will be done this weekend.
// I'm home for the weekend guys, so I will try and get drafts done later today
winged-gentleman:
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"Well then, suit yourself. I was just hoping I had found an interesting conversational partner, but if you feel no need to continue then it can’t be helped." And with those words followed up by a sigh, Dove casually pried the other off his shoulder and set him on his own two feet for balance again, not appreciating the gesture much. Especially not from his kind. He wouldn’t make a drama out of it, but also made it perfectly clear he was not to be used as a leaning post. "Unless you have anything of interest you wish to share with me, I’m afraid I must get going. I have some tasks I need to finish." In other words, Samael’s presence was not asked for nor needed.
♕- "Rude and cold," Samael stated, brushing himself off as though Dove's touch had tainted him. "But I will humor thee. Tell me, dear creature, why do doves represent love and peace, whereas crows represent death and magic?"
The Wonders of the Underworld || princessofagoddess
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The mixture of the darkness, the cold air, and the overall creepy vibe of All Hallows’ Eve is what made this night absolutely thrilling for the young goddess. Of course, she was already on her way to a select graveyard to raise the ghosts of the dead and run rampant, allowing the living to know that the dead are still with them. It wasn’t that she only did her thing in one select place every year, but more so that only one group of the dead got the honor of having her there as they rise.
Entering through the main gate, Melinoe allowed her pale-skinned human visage to fade away to her natural split coloration, thinking nobody was around. She walked casually around the tall headstones, her black and white chiffon dress flowing in the cold breezes that swept across the graveyard as the female made her way to a certain headstone somewhere in the center of this field of graves. With a few taps against the solid gravemarker with the side of her shoe, heel resting on the ground as she did so, pale spirits of the dead rose from their resting places and looked towards the black and white goddess.
A few of them, however, were not even looking anywhere close to her direction. In fact, they seemed to be staring at the same thing, which was hidden from the goddess’ line of sight by a solitary pine tree.
"Oh," the goddess started, making sure that her voice could be heard between the distance, "do we have a visitor among us?"
♕- The Archangel of Death had felt that then- the rising of those who had already left this world reentering the realm of the living. He was not happy in the least by this idea of someone else messing with the balance and raising the dead that was not him.
When the woman's voice drifted towards him he decided to make his presence known. With the furl of black feathers Samael appeared in front of the goddess, not bothering to hide his black wings -absentmindedly noting her own features- before giving a mock bow and speaking;
"Azrael, the Archangel of Death, at your service. Please, heed me as Samael. How doust thou, sweet Lady?"
♕- "Beetlejuice, is it?" A man with the scent of death clinging to his skin, eyes and hair as black as the very void held up a card- the same one given to Gabriel. "Samael is the name. How dost thou, dear ghoul?"
{ Beetlejuice eyed the man infront if him. Samuel, Samuel… Hey… that was Beetlejuices Business card resting in between his fingers! Now he remembered! Sammy Ol Pal was chums with that Gabes kid. The one that lost the bet! Huh… This guy didn’t really seem like he would hang around with such a ‘goody two shoe’ type o’ guy… Ah well. The comments were pushed to the back of his head.}
❝ Hey, watch those B words… We don’t want me to just poof outta here, now that would be pretty rude dont’cha think? Nice t’ meet cha Sammy. What brings ya here to this little slice of Death?❞
♕- "Ruder experiences have occurred," he nodded. "Well met, dear ghoul. What brings me here? Homesickness, mainly." Strange response perhaps, but it was true. The living were so boring.
"So, you met Gabby baby?"
(Samael) ♕- "Hello there. I've heard about you."
”.. heard about me? May I ask from whom because I’m afraid I have not the faintest idea of who you are.”
Though to be fair, Mamoru has been known to forget people on occasion. So perhaps she did know who this man was supposed to be.
(xordoabchao)
♕- "That is a secret," he had a roguish charm to him, that was only heightened by the grin.
"I didn't introduce myself, did I? My name is Samael."
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"Oh. I didn’ know ‘at. But why call me a baby bird?" She asked.
""m comin’." Lucy took her basket of lilies and slid it over the the nub that served as her right hand and back to the elbow so it wouldn’t fall off. Once secrue, she stood and followed.
♕- "Why not?" he challenged her, leading the way down the busy strees. He hummed softly, debating where to take her. here were plenty of great places he could take her, but something told him maybe that a fancy place would be out of order. Ergo, he led her to a small, cheap, but decent place.
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// Mostly. I just moved into uni yesterday soo.... But it explains my inactivity :D
"Hello?"
♕- "Greetings. How fares the undead?"
Reblog if you give permission for other characters to:
Hate yours
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Become your character’s enemy
Be willing to attack/fight yours in a plot
Develop a bromance or platonic relationship
Have or receive UNreciprocated feelings with yours
Team up with your character against others
Otherwise engage in non-romantic interactions
The Wonders of the Underworld || princessofagoddess
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Had it not been for the mistakes Samael made in the past few days, he was positive that he would not be currently seeking out the company of the dead.
There was no trace of the warmth in the air from earlier in the day; the cool midnight already taking over, condensation resting like a blanket on the fallen leaves, on the metal of a bench; on the Earth's surface leaving a misty outline of its very core, shining in the light of the full, waxy moon. Samael shivered, despite himself not being able to feel the cold, and walked along, near the edge of a cemetery. Nearing the beginning of Allhallowtide, it was surprisingly quiet. Void of humans getting ready for All Hallows' Eve, he had hoped that at the least the dead would be willing to have some fun.
The cemetery was empty.
Alas, he was still alone.
In a cemetery.
On the night of Hallowe'en.
What the hell was going on?
Sajaan Sajaan
♕- Insert a horrified Archangel of Death looking as though you were trying to eat him.
All too fun to tease.
Don’t worry feathered one, your birds are safe.
Birds are too much of a hassle to eat.
♕- Death isn't amused. Death isn't amused at all. Birds are precious. No harming birds. Dragons however, are clearly evil. Very evil. Cruel.
