thick long waves of black hair, emerald eyes that lured you in, scarlet red lips that contrasted pale skin. just another crazy meeting with other crazies.
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Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap . Tap.
Impatient taps from a beautiful woman's heels were heard, Greho really wished these absolute psychos would stop coming to his shop but who else would come to his weapons shop if not them? He would've been fooled by this young woman the first time he met her if she didn't come dragging a dead man's body across the floor. He remembers the smell of bleach filling his shop for weeks. And if Greho was somehow still brainless enough to think this woman was normal: He met her when he was thirty-four years old, he was now seventy-eight. Yet she didn't look like a day over twenty-two.
Greho never asked for her name and he doesn't think he would ever. He could never look her in the eye. His young self did try once but all he could see were eyes that held no love. Eyes that are not capable of love
'anymore' Greho adds mentally. After all, to turn to ice must mean warmth was taken away from you.
His door's bell rings and Greho sighs at the man, 'Another psycho. Man, I must be a magnet for them'
"Evelynn" The man was another Greho's regular, he was in second place on Greho's "Will Probably Kill Me" list. This guy definitely fooled Greho at first. He seemed like a nice, young man who was just interested in weapons, Greho had became especially fond and gifted him his treasured ben's knife. It would continue for the four times Greho met him until two people, a giant man and a skinny man with a katana came in and called him "Danchou". Past Greho then realized that maybe this man wasn't so normal.
Present Greho can only think, 'Well, no shit'
"Why are you here?" Ice drips at every syllable that slips from the woman, Greho now knows as "Evelynn". He felt himself hunch his back to the absolute danger leaking from "Evelynn". Thinking about it, Evelynn felt colder than the past times she had gone here. In the past times, she had looked haughty and aloof like killing him would just be a waste of her time. Now, she looked like she'd kill anyone who breathed the wrong way in her direction.
'Something must have happened', Greho knows a person wouldn't just change without a trigger.
"Well, you've made it very hard to meet you"The man chuckles, "I believe your presence in the missions you promised to be on is long overdue"
Evelynn caresses the man's face and the man unconsciously leaned into the touch. His eyes flutter close. Evelynn's lips ghost over his, "You're the fool for thinking I'd go through with it, Chrollo."