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eek . . . . ......... cry

No matter how many times she had visited that place........it never brought her any comfort. Just more pain..but she couldn't stay away from her past forever either. No one could..sooner or later the past does come back to you. Reaper didn't believe she was ready to face her own past...her own demons. She knew why she left without notice after the confrontation with Morgan...
This week........this life hasn't been a good one. Having friends she held close to that cold heart of hers turn their backs on her. Having a man...that knew of her since childhood....be gone from her life. Driving away of another out of...fear. Finding out...that Victor Delecroix the very man that had destroyed her people..her family...was still alive.
It had been over a thousand years and that man was still out there searching for her. Her..and the brothers she had befriended. Only to find out....that he got to one of them and filled them with the same evilness that destroyed her home. No...this life wasn't good at all. All she simply wanted to do...was take that dagger in her right boot and take her heart out with it.
But....there was something holding her back. There was something keeping her from taking her own life. Was it Quils? Or....is it...the promise? Or is it something else entirly different all together? Reaper just didn't know anymore. She is lost....alone....it felt as if her life is being taken away from her little by little. And...she was tired....her body tired of all the fighting it had endured. Of struggling against the wounds over the years. Her mind....tired of fighting this inner demon completely alone. So tired....all she wanted to do...was yeild to it and let herself be taken back to the origins of Mother.
At least then....she could rest in peace. She wanted that so desperately. Wanted to simply rest and never wake up..wanting to be in a world where there was no pain...but..she knew..that her sins would drag her down to the firey depths of hell. To keep on torturing her even more.........She needed help.....
Reaper came stepping back into her tree house...it had..been five days since she had left this house. Leaving without even saying anything to Quils. She wondered if he took that as a sign of her pushing him away and he left...or if he was still here waiting for her........with the way her life has been going..she wouldn't be surprise if it was the first one. She headed to the kitchen letting Dieal run into the kitten room. Coming over to the sink she stood there with the bandanna over her eyes. Listening...to see..if Quils was still here..or not.

Quils sat in the adjacent room from Reaper. He had spent time pondering heavilly over the time he had to review his own life. A past he couldn't recall clearly yet memories he couldn't believe. Currently he thought of his mother, bringing a gentle hum to his lips as he rocked back and forth in the chair. It was the lullaby his mother had song for him. Words which had been erased from his minds only remained as a gentle tune to calm the soul. He thought about Reaper, how he had quickly opened up to her and the actions he took. The emotions he felt were presumably strong enough for him to forgive her of any sins her past may hold.

Quils felt a tugging at his feet, leaning forward he spotted the kitten. A smile crept across his face as he reached down and pet it. His fingers found their way under the kitten's head and began to scratch its chin gently as he resumed his humming. Inside he could feel Id's wariness of the creature, prompting him to lift it up and sit it down in his lap. His eyes turned to Reaper, a warm look on his face as he spoke, "Did I disturb you with my humming?" he angelic nature took over, a gentle glow about him.

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((nothin. I actually have a cold IRL, seriously. Sorry, chocolate doesn't win my heart, i already love someone))