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Like, not to be dramatic, but I’d totally commit minor atrocities for you.
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@visionaryvital [For a second, Lilith didn’t say anything. The usual restless energy that seemed permanently stitched into her vanished as she stared at him, caught completely off guard by how casually he’d said it. Not a monster. The words settled somewhere uncomfortable. Somewhere dangerous. Her pale eyes flickered away, shoulders drawing in slightly as if she didn’t quite know what to do with that kind of kindness. People usually looked at her and saw the dead eye, the gray skin, the hunger, the things she’d done when the hunger got bad. They never bothered looking past it. Yet somehow he had. Worse, he sounded like he actually meant it.] “That’s…” [Her voice caught for half a second before she immediately laughed it off, waving a hand.] “Okay, ew. Stop being nice. You’re gonna make this weird.” [The grin that followed came a little too quickly, a little too bright. There was something softer underneath it now, though. Something less predatory. As he turned and pulled the keys from his pocket, her attention locked onto him immediately. Not the weapons. Him. The way he carried himself. The way he could look at something broken and decide it wasn’t beyond saving. Then the trunk got mentioned and whatever serious thought had managed to crawl into her brain instantly died.] “Wait. Wait, wait, wait.” [She practically bounced after him, blonde hair flying as she hurried to keep pace.] “You’re actually showing me? Like, real hunter stuff? The cool stuff? The secret trunk stuff?” [She clasped her hands together beneath her chin, eyes shining with barely contained excitement as she peered over his shoulder.] “Oh my God, if there’s a crossbow in there I might actually scream.”
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visionaryvital
im not in on the whole hive mind every single thing that's supernatural needs to die. even if that's what my dad taught me i don't really go by his rules anymore. don't have to. ⁽ of course the exposure of skin was noticed, the color.. or lack of was fascinating to him. ⁾ i wouldn't go as far as to say you're a monster. you aren't cruel, violent or without any regard for the people around you. you aren't an active threat. at least i feel at ease with you right now. human lives are important, but some humans are monsters. i believe those are the sorts of people that should be hunted. it's not like you're biting off more than you can chew and killing just for the sake of it. i wouldn't say i fully understand your situation but i am more.. willing to learn. ⁽ this girl was so thrilled about this, he pulled the keys of his brother's beloved impala from his pocket and he turned. ⁾ it's all in the trunk, follow me.
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@visionaryvital / <3 [Lilith’s grin lingered as he spoke, but for once she wasn’t immediately filling every silence. Instead she watched him with open fascination, pale eyes fixed on him as though she’d found something she hadn’t expected. Most people looked at things like her and saw a problem to solve. A threat. A corpse pretending to be a girl. Yet here he was talking about monsters like they were people first. The thought settled somewhere deep inside her and rooted itself there immediately.] That’s actually kinda sweet. Weirdly sweet for a hunter, but sweet. [She laughed softly, tucking a loose blonde lock behind her ear. The motion pulled her oversized sleeve back enough to reveal mottled skin beneath—faded bruising, thin dark veins, patches that looked half-healed and half-decayed. She didn’t seem to notice or care.] See, that’s why I like you. Most people hear the word monster and stop listening after that. Me? I didn’t exactly wake up one day and decide flesh sounded appetizing. It just sort of… happened. Life gets weird. Bodies get weirder. [Her shoulders lifted in an easy shrug, deliberately vague.] But enough about me. You’re way more interesting. [The excitement immediately returned full force, bright and overwhelming.] And you trust me enough to show me your stuff? Pretty boy, that’s dangerous. I’m gonna become so annoying about this. You’re never getting rid of me now. [Her grin widened.] C’mon, c’mon, let me see. I promise I’ll be good. Mostly.
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