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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:26:13 GMT -8
"Prove you can manipulate time?"
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:27:14 GMT -8
"Prove I can bring him back."
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:28:01 GMT -8
Her eyes narrowed further.
"How - tell me, don't show me." Because he's not touching her best friend's last gift to her.
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:29:45 GMT -8
"I'll manipulate time around the ring to reform the Leyak that existed as he created it, in the moment he did. Before fully reformed, I'll stop it and he'll vanish. Then, you'll promise me your soul. I'll bring him back....and then you'll give it to me."
He stared at her, now, not the ring.
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:33:51 GMT -8
He'd show her, get what he wanted wanted her to give herself up for what could be a lie without the binding of their deal. She frowned, hand resting in her lap, the ring out of sight beneath the blanket with the careless gesture, though beneath the fabric her other fingers folded over it like a shield.
"No deal."
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:35:46 GMT -8
He stared.
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:36:29 GMT -8
"Unless you have something else to offer?"
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:36:54 GMT -8
He blinked- interesting.
"What....did you have in mind?"
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:38:12 GMT -8
"First tell me why you are so desperate for my soul. You told me it was up for bounty. And that you weren't interested."
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:40:46 GMT -8
He scowled. She was asking him a question he did not want to answer.
"You are young, and your story is just beginning. I have seen your life, and the things you will do. Your soul....is like a great diamond to me."
He watched her again.
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:43:38 GMT -8
So she did have a path of greatness waiting for her to blaze. Good to know. Tina would nod, but did not agree. At the end of the day, both wanted her soul. One for being a creeper and his creeper reasons, and this one to relish in a story like a kid before bed.
"Then get used to hearing the stories. I'm not for sale."
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:45:34 GMT -8
"You would rather let your friend stay dead, his soul aimless in the dark....than to do whatever it takes to see him back?"
His eyes flashed.
"Your story yet changes....and this Tina has nothing great in her future."
He suddenly seemed disinterested in her, the light he had before gone from his eyes as he would stand, brushing himself off to go.
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 20:52:58 GMT -8
Tina stared at him as he stood, then tilted her head back and laughed, full on.
"In one choice, you tell me I have nothing. So either you do lie and trick, or I have every chance of making myself as great as I want." She wagged a finger at him, the one with the ring, of course. To make a point of what was happening, as well as the rest of her response.
"You can change things for a bit. I can sacrifice this forever. For the cost of my soul." She jumped up on the bed, hopping from one foot to other, not caring about the mattress with a grin. She knew the game now, even if her heart hurt at the thought of losing her best friend again.
"But he gave this to me for a reason. You don't get to take that away from me. No one does."
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Post by David B. on Jun 19, 2018 20:55:33 GMT -8
"You think...."
He turned back, slight amusement coming back to his face. Perhaps she was...
"You think, because of it's significance to you, I desire it and thus wish to take the ring? I know what that object is, Tina, and even if I ate it, it would give me no full stomach and would simply return to you. It is bound to your spirit."
He cocked a brow.
"The ring would indeed sustain me if I could eat it. But...your soul is far greater a treasure to me. I do not lie or trick, Tina Bennet. I am telling you true."
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Post by Tina Bennet on Jun 19, 2018 21:02:06 GMT -8
The hopping paused for a moment, then increased to the point she had to jump off the bed, brushing her pjs as though they were some great lady's gown.
"Everyone always dealing in souls like it's cool. You don't even know what I'm worth until I'm dead. No one does!" Again the laugh, the cackle as she gave him a big toothy grin.
"Bitch, I'm priceless." Another pause as she eyed him.
"What's your name, anyway?"
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