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" would you still love me if i was a worm? "

@yalldved / continued from here.

a soft laugh leaves soryn and he gives an understanding nod. it seemed traffic could be hell in certain places regardless of what time it was. but that was okay since he was forgiving of his tardiness for their date. it was rare for the demon to meet at someones' home, but... gabe gave him a really good feeling when he saw his profile and when they started talking via messages. while he isn't inherently distrustful of humans, it was nice to feel that he could right off the bat.

" no, no, you said it correctly. " his smile grows as he nods. rarely has a first date ever asked if they were pronouncing his name right. then again, he wasn't just like some people, was he? gabe was thoughtful and considerate, even for someone re-entering the dating scene after having been out of it for some time. he made that fairly clear on his profile and soryn was understanding of that. a little surprised, maybe, but understanding regardless.

" why thank you! i get that a lot, actually, but it's still flattering to hear. " there are hardly any compliments that are too old or cheesy for him. of course he does hear that little stammer, but he wouldn't ever point something like that out, though it doesn't stop a hint of amusement from creeping into his smile. when gabe allows him inside, his gaze travels over the interior. " you have a really lovely place here, gabe. it's so warm, cozy and inviting. " if soryn ever considered moving out of his apartment, he might look into a house like this, though maybe a little smaller if he was still living on his own.

someone should stop them from buying another snake—

[ 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : receiver notices sender looking at them longingly. ( angel leah and soryn!! )

angels and demons sometimes just needed to be within proximity of each other for a multitude of reasons and both parties had to suck it up, even if it was painfully difficult. there are two in attendance that don't feel that way, however, and it was leah and soryn. someone was speaking, but what they were saying, the demon wasn't really paying attention to it. their mind kept wandering back to leah and it was difficult to push their thoughts of her aside. more so when they feel her gaze on them.

soryn looks and meets her gaze, their heart fluttering against their ribs as a smile creeps up onto their features. of course, they couldn't just act friendly, nor romantic, toward her, not when everyone else is almost at each other's throats. they're surprised she'd look at them in such a way, especially here. regardless of where they are and who they're surrounded by, soryn feels their heart melting from that longing look on her face. they take out their phone and send her a message.

[sms / leah 😇] how about we meet back up later? [sms / leah 😇] you can pick the place and time ❤️

Klein is looking at a shirt he doesn't remember having in his belongings. A crop top that reads "male wife" on the back. Where did this come from. "....." He looks to Soryn. "Any idea about where this came from?"

soryn opens their suitcase, placing their clothes into the dresser in their hotel room. they'd be here for about a week and so they packed appropriately, humming as they hang up the rest of their clothes. closing the suitcase, he places it off to the side, looking around their room until klein gets their attention. soryn's gaze lowers to the shirt. oh, how difficult it is to hold back the grin that threatens to creep up onto their face.

" oh, i haven't the faintest idea, klein. must've just... " they trail away and shrug, " gotten in there on its own somehow. "

@rigelig

soryn parks his motorcycle on the street and makes his way across to the park, his lunchbox in hand. he loves coming out here for his lunch break, enjoying the gentle breeze, the warmth of the sun on his skin and the general ambiance around him. it was truly the perfect spot. he sits at one of the benches. from here he could see the gazebo that a few other people were eating at, the playground that some kids were climbing all over, as well as the pond that wasn't too far off that was usually a home to some canadian geese during the spring and summer. soryn would sometimes watch parents urge their kids to head to the pond and feed them bits of bread, watching in amusement how the birds would sometimes frighten the kids.

he opens his lunchbox and crosses one leg over the other as he balances his lunch on his lap. soryn doesn't even need anything at all, and yet there was a desire to blend in. to appear, for all intents and purposes, normal and human. there was a small bottle of water, a sandwich, some crackers and slices of cheese, orange slices, and some oreos. he lifts up the sandwich and brings it toward his mouth when something in his peripheral makes him stop. soryn's gaze lifts and, much to his surprise, it was a priest approaching him after he told a couple of kids to run off toward the playground. he watches the priest sit down, quirking a brow at him. he didn't think one would even want to get this close to him.

" i figured my attire and my tattoos and piercings would be enough to keep priests away. " he says, a hint of an amused smile forming on his lips before he finally takes a bite of his sandwich. soryn chews, swallows. his gaze moves back to the priest. " or do you think i have a soul to save? "

ah— so he knows? interesting. he was at least an intelligent enough man to say it relatively quietly, too. soryn wonders, has he had experience with demons? he seems to be able to recognize one right off the bat, but in soryn's own defense, despite how much he wishes to blend in while living amongst humans, he still wanted to stand out as something not entirely human himself. maybe he wanted people to wonder, to do a double take when they see him. it amused him the most when kids stopped to stare and their parents quickly ushered them along, telling them to not give someone like soryn the time of day.

in the end, no one else knew. coworkers, boss, friends, no one. until now, that is. soryn finds himself curious, wanting to know more, wanting to know how this man figured it out after laying eyes on him.

" brats, huh? " soryn asks with a laugh now, his gaze moving back to the two young boys playing on the playground, climbing all over it and laughing as they chase after each other. his amused smile returns to his lips and he looks back to the priest. " here i assumed all priests took a vow of celibacy. "

negotiating with toddlers was certainly an experience, and, if he had to make a comparison, it would be like negotiating with demons. if not worse. the boys were clamoring to go to the park as soon as the day began. initially, shiro said no, but how could he possibly resist the looks on their faces? with a heavy sigh, he told the twins to finish their lunch, promising him that they would help clean up the chapel and courtyard when they returned home. and they better behave.

the priest walked along the sidewalk with his sons, both hands occupied by holding their much smaller ones so they didn't stray from him, or get snatched up. he did always tell rin that no one would want to snatch him up, he's too much of a hassle sometimes.

reaching the gates of the park, he released their hands and told them to go knock themselves out. he surveyed the area for a moment, watching as the boys made their way towards the playground equipment with the other children before his eyes moved towards the benches. with a quirked brow, and an amused smirk curling the edge of his mouth, he stalked over. the closer he got to the other, the more the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. a demon. casually sitting in the park, eating their lunch, certainly a sight to see. and he didn't miss how beautiful they were, either.

he seated himself politely next to the demon, moving to fish his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket alongside a lighter.

" pfft -- " shiro sputtered out a slight laugh as he lit his cigarette, leaning back against the bench while pushing his lighter back into his breast pocket, " you and i both know the souls of demons can't be saved, " right out with it he was, making sure to speak evenly, but low enough that no other parent in the park could hear him, " i'm not here for business, just had to take my little brats here to get their energy out. " that sentence was said with a great fondness in his tone, the man throwing an arm over the back of the bench while he took a long drag from his cigarette.

soryn just can't help but snort at his answer, laughing now. oh, how amusing he is for a man. is he merely a man since he knew what the demon was so quickly? or is there something more to him? he isn't sure, but he does feel curious. " you find kids in the damnedest of places, i guess. " soryn says, casting a glance in the direction of the priest, the pupils of his eyes narrowing into slits as his shoulders lightly shake from his laughter.

his gaze averts and focuses on the pond once again. there's silence from him for a moment before he sighs. " doing the same job for over four thousand years wears you down. " soryn tells him, taking another bite of his sandwich, washing it down with water. " i was the grand judge of hell. i did love it, once, but there's nothing like seeing the worst, the absolute worst, in humanity every day for most of your life. " he shakes his head, shoulders sinking as he sighs again.

" finally, i... i had to leave. i had to find the joy in life again, so i came up here. at first i had absolutely no idea what i wanted to do. " soryn chuckles, glancing at the priest again. " there was someone i quickly became friends with who helped me secure an apartment and found a job for me. " his reaches up, pinching the fabric of his uniform, lightly tugging it away from his chest. " part-time mechanic. " he lets the fabric go, smoothing it out. " i enjoy it a lot. working with my hands is quite nice. " soryn smiles. he's certainly found a love for hands-on hobbies over the past couple of years, too.

" then, about a year later, a modeling agent came in with her car, needed some part replaced, and she was just... watching me. finally, after i got the part replaced, she just looked at me, gave me her card and said if i ever thought about modeling, to give her a call. " it was still a little funny to think about. maybe she saw potential under the smudges of old oil and the unflattering uniform. " i hadn't thought about it, but the second she gave me that card, i started to. so, part-time mechanic, part-time model as well. quite a peculiar combination, i'm sure, but... it makes me happy. "

shiro couldn't help but release another laugh, following by a scoffing noise. the moment he gained his freedom from asylum, he was doing all sorts of things a holy man shouldn't, all because he wanted to. shiro wasn't a man of morals when it came to a lot of bullshit that made no sense.

" found the poor things abandoned in a dumpster, " he began in an amused tone, a sideways smirk on his lips as he talked passed his cigarette, " bein' the kind, generous man i am, i took 'em in. " the priest spared the demon a sideways glance before he went back to watching the twins playing. rin was all over the place, dragging yukio along with him.

" care to tell me why a demon is sitting out in the open? " he raised a brow curiously, tilting his head slightly to observe the demon more closely. the yellow of their eyes, the pitch black hair, the oil and grease stains on their work uniform, all of it mixed together to create a radiant creature.

jeez, quite the unfriendly expression, huh? they fidget, shifting their weight from one foot to the other. " deal? " soryn asks, blinking at her. " no, no, i'm not that kind of demon. no, actually, i was curious to know if you have a job opening. " they smile now, the brightness of it reaching their eyes. " i didn't see any sort of hiring sign but, " they shrug, " i thought i'd ask anyway. "

@fiorserpen

THE SCOWL ON GITA'S FACE SEEMED PERMANENT . she should be happier upon meeting a demon , but this one was unlike the many she had encountered . [ they seemed too human . ] a sigh , one out of habit than in need , & the necromancer would motion to the desk that separated them . --- ❝ here to strike a deal ? ❞

@rigelig / starter call.

soryn sips his drink, looking over the video games mephisto had laid out. " i usually prefer horror games. " he hums, picking up each case and studying it, flipping it over to read the back. he does have some horror games, soryn notices, but he still looks through all of them. finally he picks up one of the cases; it was for one of the more recent mario kart games. " this is multiplayer, yes? how about we play this one, then. "

@rigelig / starter call.

soryn wanders the store with his beloved, holding her hand as they walk together. he knows she's itching to get to the baby section, so he lets her lead him there, watching as she marvels over all the cute baby onesies and the toys and books. what they're really here for, though, is the crib. soryn was letting her pick one out but misa had yet to find one she really liked. still, she had a good feeling about this particular department store.

he moves away a little, looking at the cribs once they get to them. soryn was a little less concerned about aesthetic and more interested in function. stopping, he squats down, reading one of the boxes. it happens to be cute and functional, exactly what they're both looking for, soryn looks to misa. " my love, what about this one? " he asks, picking up the box so she wouldn't have to bend or squat down to read it herself.

" oh, please, there's no need to apologize. " they shake their head, straightening up a little and holding their hands behind their back. " i understand being a mortician isn't exactly what one might consider a dream job or something like that. still, it is a fascinating line of work, i think. " soryn hums. when she mentions their status, their head tilts slightly, a glint of curiosity in their eyes. " i'm curious to know how you'd know what i am and what my status is so quickly upon this single, out of the blue meeting. "

THERE IS A BRIEF PAUSE FROM THE MORTICIAN . it was . . . odd to see a demon of all being want employment with her . [ they probably had not heard of her yet . ] it did not matter , she had no intent on making deals with them & it appeared likewise . gita stands from her desk , humming only for a moment . ❝ i apologize , not many want to work in this field . ❞ she explained , pulling some paperwork from one of her files . ❝ especially of someone of your . . . status . i usually am the one dealing with them then they are with me . ❞

" of course, of course. i worked as a mechanic for a time, i've dealt with plenty of people not even offering a single thank you as though i hadn't just repaired their only vehicle that they need to get around with. " they sigh. do they sound bitter? well, maybe just a little. maybe soryn just dosn't feel that need to rush everywhere the same way humans do. maybe it's something that comes with being immortal? they aren't sure. as the paperwork is slid over to them, soryn glances over it before beginning to sign the appropriate spots. " oh, i can tell, but that's as far as that goes as i'm unable to pinpoint just what you are. " soryn chuckles and slides the paperwork back over, laying the pen atop it all. " so, if you don't mind me asking, what are you? "

IT APPEARED AS THOUGH THEY HAD MANNERS . often times , the demons she dealt with were cocky things , so easy to fixate on their own sins by submitting to them & her drug . it was rather a relief to find a level headed one . her movement is swift as she hands the file in their direction , her eyes moving up & down on them before answering . ❝ it can be a thankless job , i do hope that's fair on your regard . ❞ once she was done studying them , their next inquiry made her shrug softly , feeling no need to be deceitful towards them , as they had proven to behave so far . ❝ i am surprised you cannot tell i'm not fully human myself . ❞ gita began , her eyes meeting their glint with a brief hint of amusement . ❝ i have a natural habit to pick up on the supernatural --- even when i was human . ❞

"how long have you been standing there ?" (from jovie, for soryn!)

soryn wasn't really one for gyms, it's not like they feel a need to keep up their figure or anything, but it was nice to work out when they needed to pass some time. even with their work, they can end up with a lot of free time on their hands. the gym was something new to fill that time with.

after getting off the treadmill, they take out their headphones and wrap the cord around their phone. glancing over, soryn sees another woman not far from them on one of the other treadmills. they've seen her here a few times before today and sometimes caught themself staring. she was very beautiful, even while working up a sweat. there was something to her, too. something not human, but what it is, soryn can't put a finger on it. it entices them, though, making them want to approach. it's not like they can come right out and say, 'hey, i don't think you're human. what are you?' that would be... strange and unsettling and soryn doesn't want anyone to think they're a creep.

her voice quickly pulls the demon out of their thoughts. they blink once, twice. " what? " the woman's question finally registers and they smile sheepishly. " uh, sorry, a few minutes, i guess. i just got lost in thought suddenly. " they chuckle, rubbing their neck. jeez, do they already seem like a creep? soryn hopes not. " you've come here before, haven't you? i've seen you once or twice i think. " there's more confidence in their smile now as they gaze down at her. " i'm soryn. soryn marwood. i just started coming here recently. wanted some way to pass the free time i've got, so i decided to get a gym membership. "

" it looks worse than it feels. " [ for soyrn! ]

blood galore / accepting!

his gaze flickers from the badly injured arm to gita's features. " being a death dealer must either come with an extremely high pain tolerance or you can't feel it at all. " still, he can't help but be concerned, as per usual when those he has befriended have gotten injured. " are you really okay? here, let me clean you up, at least. "

soryn moves to take a seat at the bar now. " yeah? quite the trick. i admire your flexibility. " they say with a chuckle. most would definitely argue one would have to be small and slender to achieve such flexibility, but after seeing the way this man moved and the grace in his actions, it was easy enough to argue that wasn't always the case. anyone could move that way with enough practice.

" just for me, hm? " they grin, ordering drinks for themself and whatever the man had previously. " does that mean you might be inclined to show off just how flexible you are with an audience of one? " soryn's gaze flickers up to him as they bring the glass to their lips, a glint of mischief in their golden eyes.

their head tilts slightly, curiosity glinting in their eyes. " oh? it's a pleasure to meet you, death dealer. " soryn's smile grows. " you might have to tell me more about your abilities and this god of yours because you've piqued my curiosity. " they tell her with a chuckle before continuing, " that is, if you'd feel comfortable doing so. " they're keen on listening and knowing more, as usual. in their thousands of years of life, there are still things that catch their eye, things that still fascinate them. this is turning out to be one of them. soryn's gaze lowers to the papers, then to her face. " am i hired, then? or do you need more time to make your decision? "

THE PAPERS ON HER DESK WERE LIFTED SWIFTLY . the information would be looked over as she spoke to them , witnessing what an oddity of a demon stood before her . [ it was the first time she met a demon that did not want a deal or her drug . ] let alone someone who wanted work with her . duties of the mortuary is heavy , but then came the underbelly of it , the cult she led . her green eyes looked up to them once they confirmed they knew she was not human , confirming with a nod that she was not the average immortal being . ❝ i am a loyal servant to my god , & through him i have gained multiple abilities thanks to him ; --- i am one of few of my kind , only a select few of us exist , but translated it would be death dealer . ❞

" i don't experience dreaming at all, so no, i can't say i have. " soryn chuckles, shaking his head. " that doesn't sound particularly pleasant, though. or normal. maybe... they aren't dreams, but memories? " his head tilts slightly and he gazes down at klein. " this is probably a strange question, but do you believe in reincarnation? "

Klein sits there in long silence, soon breaking the quiet. "Have you ever had a dream that you died in..? But in that dream, you aren't who you are... but someone different? I never remember the name that's said in it... but I wake up feeling the pain that killed me in that dream." Pausing he looks to the other. "I don't believe that's normal.... right?"

Kimuri went over to Soryn. "So you did what I said and went to that bar hm? Met the person I wanted you to meet?" He smiles as he leans a bit closer. "You know it's easy to become a demon again if you want to take him to your bed~"

" yes, yes, i went to the bar and met him. " he nods, sitting up from the ground and tossing the wrench back into the toolbox. soryn had decided to repair something wrong with his motorcycle and gets up now, dusting himself off. he pauses, blinks, stares at kimuri. then his brow furrows and he scowls. " i'm not the kind of person to sleep with someone to get what i want. even as much as i hate being this... " soryn's face scrunches, " thing, i'm not going to sleep with someone to change it. it wouldn't be fair to klein and you know that. "

"Wait, wait, I'm gonna put on a bedsheet and scare these kids." - Muri to Soryn cause it's funny

autumn / spooky / accepting!

an amused smile forms on the demon's lips. " i don't think the kids these days are spooked by people in sheets. " they say with a laugh. maybe they'd be more afraid of someone like soryn, who was currently just in their demon form. then again, maybe they'd think it was a cool and especially realistic costume (wouldn't be the first time). " you spook them, i'll make them feel better with the good candy. " soryn grins, rattling the bowl with the kit kats and the snickers and bags of m&m's and various other candies.