Soryn Just Can't Help But Snort At His Answer, Laughing Now. Oh, How Amusing He Is For A Man. Is He Merely

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.

of course that wouldn't slip past him. of course he'd hear it! she remembers the topic had come up once and how baffled he was that she never swears. c'mon, everyone does it, had been his words, but it just wasn't agatha's thing. she doesn't care at all when other people do it, she just doesn't like doing it herself.

agatha groans again. she looks away, frowning, her brows furrowing, feeling more upset with herself than him. her arms cross over her chest and she turns away. " ...y-yes, i-i swore. " she mumbles. there's a pause, then her eyes narrow and she turns her head to stare up at cash. " i-if th-this was your way of— o-of g-getting me t-to swear, i'm— " what? what could agatha do? her eyes narrow more, just slightly. " i-i'm n-not baking your favorite cookies f-for a whole month. f-for two months! "

   oh. 

   oh.  his.  god. 

   it  happened. 

   brows  kiss  forehead  as  cash  turns  on  his  heel  to  stare  at  her.  there's  amazement  mixed  with  sheer  disbelief.  did  i  hear  that  right?  she  said  fucking.  she  said  fuck.  she  actually  swore.  she  can  swear.  holy  shit.  holy  shit?  holy  shit.

   “holy  shit.”  there  it  is.  “you  fuckin'  swore!”  and  there's  the  finger  pointing  at  her.  “you  actually  fuckin'  swore!  holy  shit!  you  said  the  fuck  word!  you  swore!  you!  swore!”

" mhm!! and, w-when w-we're done here, we'll head back to— t-to m-my house a-and we can have a movie night in! " her smile was growing as she speaks. they check in and are lead to a bar to get their drinks. agatha sits at one of the tables, watching as murasaki sits across from her, kicking her legs a little, hardly able to contain her excitement.

agatha sips her drink. " i-i j-just couldn't help but notice y-you seemed like you had a lot on your plate a-and— a-and y-you could use some time away f-from your work. " she tells her now, her smile becoming sheepish as she glances away. agatha was just observant that way, picking up on things most would brush off or not notice altogether. some have pointed out that it was creepy, that she was always so aware of people and her surroundings, but she felt it was better to observe than to put herself out there, like she noticed when she was still a kid in school. agatha brushes that away and looks back up at murasaki. " i-i'm c-certain we'll have lots of f-fun today, mura. "

when was the last time she took a day to herself? she honestly couldn't remember. work kept her busy most days, and her days off were usually spent record keeping or watching a movie by herself ( some stuff samael had recommended to her, as a way for her to "loosen up" ), but she had never treated herself to a spa. certain missions allowed her to enjoy an onsen here and there, but never a full package spa deal.

" s-seems l-like you ha-have our whole day p-p-planned, " she laughed softly at that, smiling towards her friend, " i'll be i-in your c-care then! " murasaki felt her heart skip a beat when agatha wrapped her arm around her own. she doubted she would ever get used to feeling agatha's aura and powers surrounding her, almost suffocating her in the purity of it all.

she stares at all the roombas in their docks, dormant for the moment. seventeen was just... sixteen too many. " i-i'm n-not sure that's a good idea... " agatha tells him, looking back up at him. she doesn't know whether to be amused that he did this or worried that he was planning for the possibility of an intruder of sorts. " w-why not just get a g-guard dog or s-something? m-maybe s-set up a security system. "

   “why  did  i  buy  seventeen  roombas?  well.  because.”  he  puts  his  hands  to  his  hips.  “i  set  alexa  up  to  respond  to  ‘alexa,  intruder  alert’  by  turning  off  all  the  lights,  setting  the  volume  to  one  hundred,  say  ‘so  you  have  chosen  death’,  play  the  doom  eternal  ost  track  ‘the  only  thing  they  fear  is  you’  and  then  release  all  seventeen  roombas.”

i will do more ic-related things later/tomorrow, but for now, i gotta sleep

@coolrpblog klein vc: yes and i would take us to get some pastries after as i know you were very brave throughout the process

a gasp. agatha smiles big and wide. " pastries!! oh, oh, and ice cream, too? please? "