as if his head wasn 't even ,
taken off his neck ,
he continued to look at the other ,
talking ,
normally .
β death is never alone ,
and just because there isn 't more riders ,
doesn 't mean ,
there aren 't friends ,
of mine . β
β well thatβs just gnarly. β yet he seems incredibly amused by the sight of it, too curious not to look both under the head and at the cut on his neck. β must be lonely, to not have someone else like you. β
β I 'm just going ,
to close the door ,
and then I 'm ready ,
to go . β
her excitement ,
it did bring him joy ,
presented so by a grin ,
while he got his keys out .
β β β β
β Clapping both hands together overjoyed, almost as though she was waiting for the other to ask. β β β β
β βOooooh yay οΉ οΉ I havenβt went shopping with someone else in so long οΉβ β β β β
β
it was more people ,
than he had expected .
but ,
wearing his well trained human mask ,
a smile was shown ,
in response .
tall figure lowering ,
to sit down next to him ,
brown eyes gazed at the glasses ,
on the table .
β I will :
@DETHR0NEA β mainly that you told me ,
I should be joining you . β
viljar chuckled slightly ,
reaching for the beer that ren had ordered ,
for him .
and he was clicking glasses with the other 's too ,
noticing again ,
just how different they :
@saerpentkiss so very interesting .
the question ,
directed at him next ,
it did trigger surprise to show ,
on the horseman 's face .
β you want to get tattooed by me ?
yes ,
I can do that . β
standing outside of his shop ,
the last client had already left ,
but ,
the day is not over yet ,
and viljar ,
he likes to hold onto this human cover ,
of his .
he enjoyed to draw ,
to tattoo ,
to pretend .
because he knew ,
soon :
@saerpentkiss β that too ,
is a meaning . β
commenting so ,
as he had done tattoos before ,
where people claimed ,
they were just for fun .
but ,
there weren 't rules ,
to it ,
not all had to be deep .
it was another side of the art ,
he found :
She took a glance too, and then back to him, all insecurity was replaced now by some nervousness, that was deep within her, as deep as the feeling of belonging, here, with him.
`` Fuck, aight. Grand. I meanββ We can just go to the bed? ´´
@saerpentkiss for ,
he was not ashamed of his task ,
but centuries going by ,
they almost made it boring .
to hear her ,
speak of being banished ,
it fascinated him ,
in a certain way .
but ,
before he got to ask his questions ,
she was asking :
the nickname given ,
it triggered a small chuckle ,
of amusement .
β I 'm the only one ,
of my kind . β
as the last thread was cut ,
viljar lifted his head off his neck ,
holding it between his palms ,
in the height of the other .
this is just getting weirder and weirder. he would probably regret asking to see it in the first place if it wasnβt for this macabre fascination. β okay, grandpa. and do all of you have their hands hanginβ like that ? β
right away ,
he shook his head at her questions .
teeth showing behind a smile .
β I liked it ,
almost too much . β
viljar glanced down ,
between their bodies ,
but just as quickly ,
he looked back at her .
She was taken by surprise once he made her stop.
And looked at those eyes.
She swallowed hard.
γ Did I do anything wrong? Didn't you like it? γ
She asked, genuinely.
β wouldn 't offer it ,
if I didn 't want to help . β
amusement ,
it was presented ,
by a grin on his features .
β I 'm free today anyway ,
the last client left earlier today ,
and I don 't need to go back . β
β β β β
β βOhhhhh only if you want to. . Wouldnβt want to drag you with me if you didnβt want to help.β β β β β
β Shopping. Trip. Incoming. β β β β
β
β not an alien . β
a short shake ,
of own skull ,
and he noticed how loose ,
his head hung already .
own arms lifted ,
to hold it ,
before it would fall .
β I 'm older ,
than all you know ,
than this society . β