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 Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:17 am
"Hmmm I guess I'll have to keep going till you finally understand how good it feels. It's not weird at all," Philip replied and yet again went into kiss him, this time a more heated and passionate kiss. If this was on film this would probably be known as the hottest make out seen...at least between two males. Sadly when it came down to it two women kissing always beat anything. Either way Philip was very much enjoying himself and he really was just waiting for Orrin to finally feel the pleasure of making out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:25 am
 Orrin was once again ready to protest but Philip seemed to capture his mouth again, though this time was far more...heated. It was very different from the first kiss where Orrin hadn't know what was happening, this time Philip seemed to completely dominate his mouth and Orrin felt himself shiver. A soft sound seemed to rise from his throat as it did indeed feel...well good, but that simply shocked him. He didn't have any time to think of that though as Philip was doing a very good job at 'distracting' him, and Orrin found himself clutching at Philips shirt for some kind of support. Finally he escaped the others lips by turning his head away slightly "O-okay.. I get it" he managed to gasp, sounding completely breathless. His voice shook and his violet orb watered ever so slightly. The hands that held on to the fabric of the other males shirt seemed to tremble slightly, though not from fear but the adrenaline from it all.... It was new, and well, weird to him. To put it bluntly, he didn't know what he was feeling at all and it was probably obvious thanks to the look of turmoil that seemed to dance in his violet orbs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:31 am
Philip got off the poor male and smiled, patting his head. "There, first lesson of the day. I'll teach you more stuff later if you want me to," He winked and went back to watching the movie though it was almost over now. After a moment of silence he added, "If you want to sleep you can sleep on my bed tonight I'll take the couch. I'll have to have the guest bedroom cleared out and have a bed put in so you can sleep there."
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:45 am
Violet eyes peered at the man as if he had grown two heads, there was more than that? What in the world did humans do! When he brought up sleep Orrin seemed to realize that was probably why the body he had felt so sluggish. "Sleep huh" He muttered, the concept completely foreign to him. Just as he was going to ask how he was meant to do so, the temperature in the room seemed to drop and a dreadful clicking noise filled the air. "Ah...." he muttered as he carefully picked himself up off the couch and wandered to the nearest window, for a moment he seemed content to just stand there, before he reached forward and pulled it open.
In an instant something seemed to slip inside the window and pool on the ground, a strange mist coming from the puddle on the ground; then it took shape. The creature seemed to consist of only bones, though it's tattered wings stretched out as if ready to pick up a current and carry it's bony form away. Honestly it looked like something straight out of a horror movie, but Orrin remained unfazed. "Excellent work" He cooed in a voice that sounded far from human. It was ethereal, ghost like and...entrancing. It sounded like a parents soothing, loving tone for their own child. A series of clicks filled the air again before the thing parted it's jaws and a wisp of whiteness, like a white mist, escaped it's jaws and vanished as it welled at Orrin's chest and seemed to.... become one with him.
A healthy glow seemed to take to the males skin as he reached out to run his fingers along the creatures cranium, before he withdrew his hand and watched it run off, completely forgetting about Philip for the moment, before his mind returned to the topic of sleep and he finally remembered the red head was present and thus he turned around, looking incredibly sleepy "How does one sleep?" He muttered, acting as if that had not just happened.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:56 am
Truthfully Philip felt sleepy and he tilted his head back shutting his eyes momentarily. The day had been a long one for plenty of reasons and seeing ghosts...and this moment death...well it did drain more energy out of him. With a heavy sigh he was slowly starting to fall asleep, already slipping into a dream though his dreams tended to be a little disturbing. Yawning again he was reaching sleep until the sound of the window opening caught his attention. That was when his paranoia kicked in and he was at high alert. Turing his head to see what was going on he saw the creature form and stand in front of Orrin He almost s**t bricks.
"What the ********>" He yelled out while putting his hand over his chest and huffed, his breath becoming heavy already. This certainly didn't make him feel any better. Being completely drained and half asleep made him rather...angry? Standing up he gritted his teeth and turned his back to Orrin.
"Try warning me next time you decide to bring in one of your creepy a** beast in my place. You can sleep on the couch. Lay down, shut your eyes and sleep." He then walked off, into his room and shut the door making sure to lock it. Stripping off his shirt and pants he laid down and allowed himself to fall into a deep sleep.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 3:06 am
Orrin watched as Philip went into a temper, his gaze remaining steady but...well sleepy as the other male freaked out and basically told him to sleep on the couch and leave him alone. He didn't get it, all that had happened was a few souls being returned to him by one of his crea.....oh. He'd forgotten that no one ever saw his creatures...not living beings anyways. Shaking his head he wandered to the couch, he was too tired and...drunk. He'd remember his creatures visit but the kiss...well maybe a bit of it. He heard the door lock.... that wouldn't keep him out if he really wanted in but he decided to leave it. Instead he simply crawled on to the couch and closed his eyes....and surprisingly enough he fell asleep rather easily.
The next day he awoke to another creature bringing him a soul, though it left before Philip got up. Orrin simply sat on the couch contemplating... he didn't understand why his friend had scared Philip so much, it's not like it had tried to reap his soul from him. But after sitting there for so long his head began to hurt...he also realized that he was cold and uncomfortable but he simply stayed as he was. Actually he had been cold all night long and currently feeling a bit... under the weather, not that he knew what being sick was like so he was basically passing it off as nothing.
A soft sigh slipped from his lips and he simply plopped down on the couch and stayed as he was with his face to the back of the couch. Philip would likely be mad at him, not that he understood still! Philip had overreacted in his opinion..after all that man had been seeing ghosts all his life so he must have seen vengeful spirits and...well ghosts that had died in grotesque ways. They looked as they did when they died...some more mangled than others.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 3:20 am
One reason why Philip had not been too eager to have Orrin staying near him and what not was the fact that whenever a ghost or spirit of sorts decided to "haunt" him or linger by his side bad things tended to happen. Though usually it was just his dreams where it all happened but his dreams were vivid and some times he even dreamed of the moment the spirit was killed. He didn't mind the ones that died in the hospital from overdose, alcohol poisoning or just old age...it was the painful and brutal deaths that he disliked. And since it was death that lingered it meant a ton of spirits coming and going by now which would probably begin to take it's toll on his mental state. Nevertheless he would do his best to keep control of this madness.
The next morning he woke up despite only getting two solid hours of sleep since the dreams he was having were too bothersome to allow him to sleep fully that night. His sleep was usually what suffered the most but there was nothing much he could do about it. Getting up he went to his bathroom and took a long shower before getting dressed and finally leaving his room though he ignored Orrin's presence at the moment. He was still some what exhausted and to talk to anyone right now was futile. There was a reason why he had no true friends and why he never really hung out with people. He preferred solitude. He had grown to like it and embrace it growing up since people were mean to him and even his own parents mistreated him from both disgust and fear of him. In fact, it annoyed him greatly when Orrin turned human and said he wanted to learn the human way of living....if Philip could be something other than human, he'd choose it. Dying was not on the top of the list so it was why he had freaked out when Death showed up and all. Philip just didn't like who and what he was. He was and is an outcast after all. Underneath the flame and glory was a lone man who did not fit in this judgmental society. It was wearing down his psychological body.
He was sure to make coffee while he began to make breakfast which he just stuck with bacon and eggs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 3:29 am
The male turned over on the couch when he heard Philip go about and well...do his thing. He simply watched silently as Philip moved, taking in the fact that he looked exhausted... This had to be a stress on his mental health. Humans weren't meant to see such things, the deceased were meant to stay that way. But Philip probably wouldn't have noticed the decreased number of spirits around since Orrin showed up...they tended to avoid death after all. Slowly he got up, well rested himself..and 'full' in a sense thanks to the souls that had been given to him. There was a lot of lingering spiritual residue that seemed to cling to Philip as well... and Orrin knew that he had to apologize in some fashion and thus he stood up and quietly made his way over to Philip. He waited until Philip was done with the flame and turned it off, to approach Philip and simply take hold of the others face, pulling him down so that his forehead was against Orrin's.
Warmth would have instantly filled Philip, along with a sense of other worldliness and...clarity. The weight of the dead would just fall off, and a vigor, a vibrant energy spilled from Orrin and in to the other man, which would definitely make it feel as if the man had slept. When he pulled back that healthy glow that had made Orrin seem to lifelike, seemed to vanish and suddenly he felt very...human and feverish. "I'm Sorry" He muttered softly, sounding absolutely breathless, before he shuffled away and simply plopped back down on the couch, violet eyes closing as his body fell limp against the couch. That, left him nice and wiped.
Was this how humans felt when they didn't sleep? well to put it bluntly it sucked. Though he still wasn't aware that he had a bit of a fever as well. But this whole living as a human thing really wasn't much fun at all... Then again, it was better than his normal life. No one knew it, but Orrin didn't exactly enjoy taking the lives of people...he felt cruel, but it was his job and basically his life source. He didn't use the souls themselves, no those were laid to rest, but he did use the energy that came from them, the life source left over to put it simply.
He cracked his eyes open for a moment, finding the world around him slightly fuzzy and thus a frown tugged at his lips and he closed his eyes once again. "Αυτό είναι τι συμβαίνει όταν συμμερίζομαι δύναμη της ζωής που με θνητούς υποθέτω ... Θα έχω τα παιδιά μου να μου φέρει κάποια ψυχές αργότερα υποθέτω." He muttered, obviously not speaking a word of English, actually, it was Greek. After all, it was the Greeks who had basically come up with the concept of the grim reaper and thus the reaper itself really took shape.
"Γαμώτο." he grumbled uncomfortably, remaining as he was on the couch.
{translation! This is what happens when I share life force with mortals I suppose... I'll have my children bring me some souls later I suppose. |
|More translation~ Damn it.|
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:35 pm
Philip was watching his eggs and bacon when Orrin came over and did some weird thing to him. Either way he wasn't as tired as he felt before though nothing could heal his mental exhaustion. He watched the male stumbled out of the kitchen and collapse back on the couch. "Well...alright then," he mumbled while putting two plates on the table and putting the eggs and bacon there along with pouring himself a cup of coffee and putting a cup of orange juice for Orrin. Taking a deep breath he walked out of the kitchen in time to hear him muttering something in some other language. Greek? He wasn't too sure but either way he walked over to him and put his hand on his forehead.
"Hm, figured as much. Being wasted and sleeping out in the cold will lead to a fever..." He mumbled more to himself before helping the male up and leading him into the kitchen, sitting him down in front of the food before sitting down himself.
"You need to eat, then i'll give you some medicine for your fever. The orange juice is freshly squeezed so that should be better for you than coffee." Philip smiled at him before starting to eat his breakfast.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:01 am
Orrin flinched at the cool hand on his forehead, his eyes darting open to peer up at the other male in...well confusion. Why was he being nice now? It didn't really make sense, but he complied when the other helped him get up and lead him to the kitchen. A fever? He knew what they were, he'd had to take the lives from people with them, though those were very serious cases. Orrin sat down without a word, staring down at the food with a blank expression. Honestly the smell wasn't doing his stomach any favors but Philip had gone to the trouble and well... as basically the god of Death he wouldn't reject the offering...it would be rude.
"Okay" he muttered, picking up his fork to poke at the food for a moment, before he started taking small tentative bites. He managed to eat most of his food and drank all of the orange juice before he gave up, his stomach simply wouldn't allow him to have anything else and so he placed his fork down on the plate and finally looked over at the red head, feeling as sluggish as ever "Thank you for the meal." He muttered, though he didn't bother to move from where he sat, he was far too tired.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:16 am
"You're welcome," he replied as he got up and got some medicine that Orrin could take and hopefully the medicine would make him feel better. Grabbing his hand he put a pill in the males hand and put a glass of water in front of him as well. "That should make you feel better sooner or later. It'll make your fever and stomach ache go away."
Philip then began to wash the dishes, putting any leftovers into a container so that he could eat it later as some snack or something. Stretching a bit he wondered what he should do today since he didn't have a show and he could just relax today. He wanted to go to a party but that was around midnight and it was currently nine in the morning. So he figured he should exercise for at least an hour or so. Walking in to his room he changed into sweat pants and put on a grey tank top. Philip then went into another room with all his gym equipment. He started with cardiac, running on the treadmill.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 1:09 am
Orrin watched Philip maneuver around the kitchen, taking out a bottle of pills and offering one to him. Orrin stared at the pill, then the water as if trying to figure out what he was supposed to do before he popped the pill in his mouth and chased it with the water. He simply nodded and stood up, though he swayed a moment and wandered back to the couch where he simply plopped down once again. Violet orbs followed Philip around until he disappeared into a room he hadn't yet looked in. Orrin simply sighed and leaned back on the couch, glaring up at the ceiling. He didn't have to feel like this so he wasn't sure why he was even still here! Why put himself through this when his other 'body' was completely immune to disease.
Still it was interesting to feel human...to be able to physically touch and be touched, he wasn't used to it. He wouldn't admit it to Philip, but this was the first time in perhaps two or three hundred years he had actually had a conversation with someone. It was funny...people said loneliness killed and since he was unable to die, it simply seemed to make him feel...'mad'.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 1:29 am
After thirty minutes or running Philip moved on to lifting weights. He exercised to look good after all! Though he was sure to do it to keep himself healthy as well. Some times he would go boxing or do a little MMA at a local gym though recently he stayed away from that gym since someone had committed suicide in front of it and the spirit lingered there and it would cling on to Philip and it just made him very uncomfortable.
Wiping the sweat from his brow he took his shirt off since it was drenched in sweat as well and walked back out with the towel around his shoulders. He went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water to re-hydrate himself, his torso shimmering from the sweat but no doubt he looked good, toned and chiseled. A body women desired.
Walking into the living room he looked over at Orrin, "Feeling any better or should I take you to see a doctor?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 4:53 pm
Orrin lifted his head when he heard the other walk in, somewhat surprised to see the male walk in shirtless though he wasn't affected....much? It would be a lie to say that he wasn't an attractive man. It also made Orrin terribly aware of the fact that he wasn't a 'manly' looking guy, but more...boyish. He couldn't do anything about it either, even Philip had said he was cute...not something he really liked to hear but he knew there was truth to the words.
Now to the question at hand, was he feeling better? No doubt that he felt slightly better than before but the fatigue still remained and would likely remain until he collected a soul or two. Violet eyes narrowed as he thought over what the other male had asked, before he let his head drop since it took effort to keep it up "Better. Not good, but better." He stated bluntly, obviously being very honest. "But I will not go to one of your human doctors. It was be a bad Idea seeing as my body still isn't quite...human." He added as he glared up at the ceiling.
"There is no need to worry about me. I can't die." He murmured, though that wasn't a lie it wasn't completely true. He could, but he just couldn't die from human disease. If he were to be completely over run by evil spirits he could be destroyed, but a new Death would instantly take his place.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 7:14 pm
"Hmmm well since you're feeling a bit better then there is no need to take you to see a doctor. Besides I don't like stepping foot in a hospital...too man spirits wandering around...it's painful to my senses," He replied while he sat down on the couch and relaxed a bit, letting his muscles relax and not be as tense since he had been working out all the muscles in his torso. Philip looked over at Orrin, "Well then let me know if you want to eat anything, drink or if you actually want to go see a doctor of sorts to make you feel better. Maybe like...a witch dotcor or something?" Shrugging he got up and added, "I'ma go shower, if you need me i'll be in the bathroom."
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