"189!"
"Damn girl! Where'd ya get the energy to take that many souls?! I literally fell asleep in the midst of reaping Evangeline Brown's soul! If it hadn't been for Johannam, I'm pretty sure the lad would've ran away and called the cops on me!"
"Meh, wouldn't have been the first time now, would it?"
"Oh shut it, you greedy pig. How many souls did you reap?"
"243."
"No way! Even Valentia hasn't reaped that many, and she's the strongest one between us! "
"Actually, Clemencia, my high score is 275. I'm pretty sure that if you moved your lazy ass more, you wouldn't always have the lowest number. Oh, nice score, by the way, Cato. Too bad it's not nice enough to beat me!"
"How cute of yall to be arguing about numbers! We all know who won tho, it's the one and only, the GLORIOUS, MEEEE-"
"Get your prideful bullshit out of here, Raza. And Sakhi, for the love of Lucifer, keep your fat nose away from the fridge!"
"Oh shure one to tchalk, Malichioch!"*gulp*"Don't act like you didn't try to steal MY piece of cake last night! I got my eye on you, Malicios."
"Alright alright, settle down kids! Mami Amaya is here!"came a velvety feminine voice from the hall, turning all six Grim Reapers' heads towards it. Gulping down one last piece of cake, Sakhi wiped her hands on Malicios' green robe before slipping into the sofa, next to an already dozing off Clemencia. Her actions were soon mimicked by Raza and his trademark pride shirt, Valentia and her blonde pixie cut, and a grumpy Malicios who was still wiping the precious robe he had stolen from one of the finest assassins back in the 15th century.
Amaya Kanhinam, also known as Grim Reaper of Lust, The Death Kisser, The Dangerous Woman, Hade's most devilish creature and the Mami of the house walked into the living room, where she was greeted by the smiles of all five of her seated friends, and the intimidating presence of Cato. As the Reaper of Greed shut the door behind her, she tossed her robe on the nearest table and threw herself into the closest armchair, soon followed by a tired Hawia.
"So," began the Raven,"how are tonight's numbers?"
As if on cue, the TV in the center of the room turned on by itself, showing the results of the night's "picking".
NUMBER 7: CLEMENCIA MANDROS- SLOTH: 97.
NUMBER 6: SAKHI GLOTA- GLUTTONY: 189.
NUMBER 5: RAZA ORGULL- PRIDE: 214
NUMBER 4: MALICIOS INVIDIE- ENVY: 242
NUMBER 3: CATO CUPIDITAS- GREED: 243
NUMBER 2: VALENTIA IRA- WRATH: 273
NUMBER 1: AMAYA KAHINAM- LUST: 356
"Are you frigging KIDDING ME?! 356? Amaya....how do you do that?!" asked Clemencia in utter disbelief, making Amaya chuckle softly.
"It's pretty simple. All she does is shove her tongue down the person's throat," spat Malicios with an envious tone.
"Tsk tsk tsk, careful there, Mal. You're turning slightly green... Perhaps I should show you how it's done huh? I mean, no need to be jealous of these poor human souls, all you have to do is ask, babe..."replied the lustful Reaper in her naturally cheeky way, making the envious Reaper' cheeks turn red and his palms sweaty.
"Let's stop this here now, shall we? I don't really feel like watching the both of you suck whatever life is left inside of us, so how about we head to sleep?" Proposed Sakhi trying to break the tension that was starting to grow between green and red reapers.
"You're obviously just saying that because it's easier for you to sneak into the kitchen when everyone's asleep, you fattie" retorted Raza in his matter of factly drag queen voice.
"Drop the attitude, Raza," intervened Valentia just as Sakhi began tearing up from the rude comment."You know how sensitive she is about her weigh. You're no longer reaping souls, so you can stop making these judgmental whispers of yours."
Raza muttered a 'Sorry' in Sakhi's direction, who was seeking comfort from Cato's tall manly embrace. Instead of the reassuring smile he had hoped for from Cato, all the Drag Queen got were death stares, making him shiver and avert his gaze.
"C'mon everyone, time for sleep!" jumped Clemencia, dragging Malicios, who had started to succumb to Amaya's charms and had began to get closer to her, through the corridor leading to their separate rooms. "G'night Reapers!", she said, while trying to supress a yawn.
One by one, the other reapers gradually went to their respective bedrooms, counting Sakhi and Raza who had made up and were already planning going shopping the next day. Soon, they had all gone upstairs, leaving a tired Raven and her panther slowly falling asleep in an armchair, stalked by the dark silhouette of Cato, unbeknownst to either of the female creatures.
"You really should stop taunting him," said Cato's deep raspy voice, making Amaya and Hawia jump.
"Who are you talking about?"
Cato rolled his eyes."Malicios, obviously. You guys keep teasing each other. It's gonna blow up in your faces one day, and you know that."
The Raven sighed.
"Believe me, if I could control my powers and his hormones, I would. It's not entirely my fault, ya know?"
Cato frowned, arching his eyebrows at the dark beauty in a questioning way.
"There has to be something that he's doing wrong with his powers. I mean, fine, the girls don't get affected because they're straight, and Raza is gay so he's out of the question. That means there's only the two of you I can affect. Yet, you're able to use your powers and neutralize the effects mine should have on you, whereas he just... gets completely infatuated. So it's not really my fault he can't be as indifferent to my powers as you are!"
A cough escaped the lean man's lips, accompanying the few steps he took back.
"Well then, if he can't control it either, maybe you should stop provoking him in the first place?"
"Dude, can you picture me not provoking or annoying him? That's just physically impossible!"
The two reapers chuckled at that thought, before falling into an unsettling silence.
"I'll beat you", said the white reaper after a few minutes later."Someday..."
A genuine and amused laughter escaped the red swollen lips of the seductive creature sitting next to him. In a fluid movement, she stood up from her armchair, carrying the baby panther that became Hawia when she slept in her arms. She took a few steps towards the tall man leaning against the wall, stood up on her tiptoes and placed a delicate red kiss on the reaper's defined jawline, leaving him stunned and tense.
"We'll see about that, love. G'night!"
On that last tone, the Reaper of Lust headed towards her chambers, leaving the Reaper of Greed speechless, flustered, and most importantly, wanting more.
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Lust: Reborn
Fantasy"Graves. That's all I've known, my whole life. Or rather, that's what my life has always been about. Watching lives come and go, cutting throats and breathing tubes. Ah! How lovely their pleads, screams and blood splattering sound, To the Grim Reape...
