he continued to elaborate, " communicating with the dead is something rather . . . extraordinary, could get you a great career in crime analytics nowadays. "
" well my brothers and me are roaming earth for quite some time now . . . how else would you explain all these things happening in the world ? "
a slight chuckle escapes him, shaking his head as he continued to speak, " you call it a curse yet i call it a gift. "
“ that sounds pretty bad .. especially if you’re all roaming the earth …”
of course that caught her off guard, how’d he know ? but of course … silly girl , this is an ancient power in front of her , he probably knows a lot more than she does.
“ uh—- yes … i have the (+)
" oh i know who you are . . . dr. naomi malcolm, dpg member and animal behaviorist, quite a great career you have built yourself. "
his hand swayed as he talked, enjoying the light conversation they were having, it wasn't every day someone asks him questions.
" well they truly were a whole lot more frightened back in the day than they are now, but then i am not in my true form, they bow down then at the latest . . . "
a smile on his features as he took another drag of his cigar, leaning against the nearest surface.
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to believe in all sort of thing , surely was one of the greatest thing someone could have . believe has a strong power over people . though , her father always taught her to be rational and only believe in scientific fact above everything else . and that , it was nothing ➙
" believe it or not, i am simply telling the truth. i could of course give you a slight hint of your power but then, i don't want to intrude and even i can have a day off for once. "
he could've known she would not believe it at first, many didn't, not even the leader of the lands he conquered at first.
well that was simply because he was still in his human disguise, in the end they all gave him what he wanted.
" yeah well. "
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slowly arching an eyebrow , a little confused by his words and behavior . it was a strange story , a little hard to believe . sounded like a joke , though he seemed pretty serious about it .
" Meet⸻ what ? you are telling me that you are one of the four horsemen . really . "
" oh surely you're not. "
his tone wasn't accusing, nor was it sarcastic, it was gentle , soothing like a mother cradling her baby to sleep. his own smile not wavering as he looked at the bouncer retreating back to lean against the wall. slowly he took a few steps forward.
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“ i am not insecure.”
He is— he cannot seem to keep his eyes onto the man’s.. but he lets a smirk draw itself on his face, dimples deepening into his cheek the wider his smile is— he breathes in steadily, sheltering himself using his arms .. instinctively moving backwards
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laughing as dalton talked about age. age is a funny concept when you live for as long as he did already
"age? wouldn't you not call greek statues beautiful? and those are quite old. or paintings, the mona lisa for example, a woman so beautiful it captures the eye of everyone"
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long story are often the best to hear , that's what I've been told .
I believe that everyone has one day heard about these mythical religious figure . Conquest , War , Famine and Death .
a quick inspection of the picture made the man smile, even giving a reassuring nod.
dalton's a great photographer, has he thought about pursuing that career?
Good.. he was starting to look all.. 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑑 and sorry that’s dalton’s thing thank you very much—
Snapping a quick photo of the guy before showing him the screen.. see? Not too bad..
he really takes a look at him, how amusing mortals were from time to time . . .
" oh so you are one of those ' to flatter but not to be flattered ', i see. . . "
a smile still clad from cheek to cheek as stubbed out the cigar onto the nearest surface.
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“ Don’t overthink it i am just telling the truth.”
Crossing his arm as he stands there awkwardly— very stiff actually he had no problem giving compliments but when it came to receiving it?..
“ no i disagree i think i look okay but thank you.. “