Namaste! I am Amadeus~ I am a freelance assassin with a personal mission I guess you could say...Don't worry, I don't bite~ Unless you would like me to, of course~<3“I could ask what such passions are, but frankly I don’t really care.” she murmured, her gaze cast back down to the papers. “I offered you an alternative to barely scraping by. Simply a suggestion. You’re free to ignore it.” she mumbled.
“Not sure I’d like having to work with you that much anyway.” she added under her breath.
“Good ta know.” He shuffled toward the door.
“An’ I ‘eard that too, ya know.”
His smile didn’t fade as he stared at the man. “My name is Dimitri,” he said as his eyes met that of the other. “What is yours?” he asked, wasting no time in putting on “the charm” he was so accustomed to using with strangers.
After all, this intriguing young man smelled heavily of his prize, the Reborn called Ice. There was no telling how the young man knew her, but Dimitri could take no chances in thinking he was harmless.
Oh, so he was talking to him then.
“Amadeus.” The young man smiled, easily pulled in on the demon’s lure. “Is there uh, somethin’ ya need?”
Dimitri eyed the young man for a long moment, not entirely sure that it was a man at all until that familiar scent of a promising young soul hit him. But there was something else to this odd boy.
He smelled…Like her.
His face splitting into a friendly grin, Dimitri waved at the other. “Ah…Hallo there!” he said with a small chuckle.
“Namaste.” Amadeus responded, unsure for a moment if it was he who was being addressed as he returned the wave awkwardly.
“Preferably not Korean if you can avoid it. My apartment stinks of it as of late- the landlord’s daughter is getting married, so there’s been much celebrating.” she said absently as she scribbled away at the documents before her. “But anything else is fine. I haven’t eaten Thai in a few months if you want to go that route.” she offered with a slight shrug.
She slid a paper aside and continued to work. “If you are struggling for money you should come work here.” she muttered simply. “You would get to do what you already do for a steady income.”
She glanced up with a small smirk as she added, “And you would get to spend more time with Vipont.”
“No Korean, got it.” He stretched as he listened to her, for once silent through most of her half of the conversation. “Any food sounds good ta me, but ya knew that already. Thai it is.”
“Not sure I could manage it, dear. I have other passions to pursue ” He glanced at the paper that she slid away. “Not even the Drake perk can sway me here at the moment.”
“What, the dead coming back to life a little too scary for you?” she said with a tiny smirk. “Really…It’s more frightening to us than you, I can guarantee it.” she added with a little more of a serious tone.
“But never mind that. If you are going to laze about here for now, at least make yourself useful?” she asked with a slight shrug. “I’m nearing my feast-day…Er…The day I need to eat. Order some take-out. Anything you want, I’m not picky. And order as much as you want, too…You don’t look like you’ve eaten much today. I’ll pay for it.” she murmured and turned her attention back to her paperwork.
“I just ain’t use ta that kind o’ stuff, is all.” He shrugged.
“No, I ‘aven’t found the time t’day. Ya sure on not giving any input on the food though? I’m not all that picky either, y’know.” Amadeus rambled on. “It’s nice o’ ya to pay, also. My income’s been a tad bit sluggish these days.”
“You would be surprised.” She murmured. “I really have no plans today other than work. Mostly paperwork. Death certificates, false records. The usual. I might do a morgue sweep once the sun sets to check for fledgling Reborns. You are welcome to join me, I suppose. It’s been a rather…disturbingly “busy” past few days.”
“Somethin’s better than nothin’.” He repeated quietly.
“Can’t promise that I won’t spook, though.”
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“Beats me, but you oughtta know somethin’ ta do, right?”“On the contrary, Amadeus…I could’t even begin to fathom what you would consider fun as opposed to what I consider “fun”. Frankly, I’m not even sure I want to know.”
“At this point anythin’ would be better than nothin’.” He sighed. “I don’t think our interests are all that different, though.”
“Uh…” she scratched her head, where the hell was she really? “Somewhere in Canada… I don’t know, their isn’t a town for miles.”
“And er, where’s Canada?”
Mortal Enemies by ~AVipersKiss
IT’S FINALLY DONE. ‘SCUSE ME WHILE I CRY IN A CORNER.
((casually reblogs over here becauce Ice. Yep.))
