Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

A cloaked and hooded figured moved sinuously through the crowded sidewalk somehow never coming into contact with anyone and even more strangely no one seemed to notice the figure at all. The figure reached an intersection and in a flurry of motion the thing seemed to become a twisting mass of black cloth that flew ten feet into the air before jetting off across the busy street then up the side of the building on the other side. Once of the roof the black vortex stopped moving and took shape back to a cloaked and hooded figure. Arms reached up and removed the hood revealing a pale skinned man with sharp features, piercing silver eyes, and long wild hair black as pitch. Glancing down at the cloak covering him it shuddered before changing into a black suit and jacket. Adjusting the tie and collar of his new clothing the man stepped to the edge of the building and peered over it at the mass of people below. It only took a few moments of scanning before he found what he was looking for, a young woman. The faintest hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Now that is something that we don't see every day, or decade. A silky female voice said from behind the man. Her sudden and soundless appearance didn't seem to effect the man, who maintained his watch on the woman below. The soft clicking of heels sounded as the lady walked to the man's side. He spared a quick glance to her when she stopped beside him. She was a statuesque woman with platinum blonde hair kept in a tight clean bun, wearing a very form fitting black dress with a deep neckline. So what's grabbed your attention El? She asked not trying to conceal the curiosity in her song like voice. What makes you think something has my attention Liz? El, you are always focused, but never this focused, spill it. Liz said with her hands on her hips an inquisitive look on her face. Sighing El simply pointed to the woman he was watching. She is pretty. Liz commented. So are you but you don't see me staring at you now do you? He shot back his voice still level and devoid of emotion. Instead of being offended Liz just nodded. So why her then, if not for her looks? Look at her Liz. Was his response. El's silver eyes changed into a glowing orange that is normally found only in burning coals as he looked down at the street below. With his new eyes he saw the people as light blue glowing forms, each was distinct to him with their varying intensity of the glow. The young woman though, she was hard to look at this way. She was by far the brightest and most radiant thing in his sight. El you know that none of us see as well as you do. Liz said with an exasperated sigh. She had informed him of this many, many times before. I know, just humor me. Fine. Liz leaned over and her eyes changed from their honey brown into a much less intense orange than El's and she almost instantly jerked her head away from the sight of the girl. What the hell! She exclaimed rubbing at her now brown eyes. Soft spots of color floated across her vision. How can you stand looking at her with your sight, it's gotta be like staring at the sun for you. She asked looking to El whose eyes were still the burning coals of orange. It caught me off guard the first time I saw her myself, I adjusted. I can see now why you are giving her your attention. She has a powerful soul... Liz trailed off her expression giving away the series of thoughts flashing through her head. You're planning on recruiting her aren't you? She asked in near disbelief. In the span of an eye blink El's eyes returned to their intense silver and locked onto Liz's stunned face. I'm considering it. Why are you so shocked to hear? Um El, you've been a Death for like five hundred years. Four-hundred and ninety-two. He cut in. Liz ignored his correction. And in that time you have recruited the massive number of three Deaths. She said her tone taking on heavy sarcasm at the end. If she accepts I will be training her as well. At his words Liz's mouth literally fell open and her eyes all but bugged. You have never, not a single time trained a Death. She said her tone full of disbelief. El just nodded. So let me get this straight, you found highly powerful soul that you are stalking around with plans of recruitment and you will be handling the training of this new Death yourself if she accepts the offer? Close enough. Close enough? Liz arched a perfect eyebrow at the stoic man silently demanding he explain himself. It isn't just her soul that caught my attention Elizabeth, there is something about her that I cannot place and I want to know what it is. Liz flinched when he used her full name, it was usually only done when she was in it deep with him. Sorry if I offended you El. She said meekly. No, you didn't, I just needed you to understand that she is much much more than she appears to be. Nodding slowly and biting her bottom lip Liz thought about his words. Well you do what you feel you need to El, I have this area under control while you handle this new...thing? She said unsure of herself at the end. Thank you Liz. He said before stepping off the roof. As he fell his clothing rippled and returned to the hooded cloak. He hit the ground soundlessly the cloak flaring around him like shadowy smoke before he shot across the street weaving effortlessly though the traffic then bodies until he was standing beside the curious young woman. He walked beside her still unnoticed by the living, one of the many perks of being a Death.