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Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

The vision was so clear when Mana saw it - it was a vision of his new assignment a girl in a zombie costume, drunk-driving early in the morning, heading back to her house from a party. Her car, a black sedan, was speeding through the empty roads when a truck came from one side of the intersection and her car slammed into it, crushing it almost flat on the ground. The girl stayed unmoving in a pool of blood, her legs severed, her neck broken, her soul gone. Mana was at the said party then, keeping an eye on the girl that was supposed to be his target. She had been taking too many alcoholic drinks of all sorts and it was still early in the night. He watched as she disappeared in a room with the third guy that night and after half an hour or so, she went back out looking more messed up than before. The guy came out shortly after, fixing his pants as he did so. Mana frowned at them. Humans were such sickening creatures but somewhere in him, he pitied them. They were the most clueless race in the universe. Mana met a lot already - from angels, to demons and faeries - and everyone knew a lot more than humans did. The other three races, at least, knew the kinds of ends they'd meet in their own respective afterlife and they valued it. Human beings, on the other hand, lived as if they won't suffer the consequences of it. Lost in his thoughts, Mana lost track of the girl. He started roaming around the house, passing through people and walls as he did so but in the process, to his surprise, one person bumped onto him. He didn't believe it at first but the sensation was so real and he could see the girl right in front of him. With his face hidden behind a mask, he looked down at the human, not exactly knowing what to do.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

As if by complete perfect timing, her hand had bumped into someone coming close to them. She immediately grabbed a bunch of the persons clothes and desperately gripped it tightly before her eyes would look over to see who it was. It was a guy in a grim reaper costume- a pretty impressive one at that. If she hadnt been in this sort of situation, she might have taken the time to compliment him and admire it. Just holding onto him gave her a sense of comfort and enough courage to get away from Mark. Sybil gulped loudly and took a deep breath before her free hand began to pull at the hand he had around her neck, writhing away from him to free herself, pulling towards the guy she was holding onto. Stop it, Mark! I I dont want to be anywhere near you! I have someone now someone way better than you. Go away! Sybil was shocked at the words that had come out of her mouth, and even more shocked by how she so easily pulled away and managed to wrap her arms around the Reapers torso, holding onto him tightly and burying her face in his chest for effect. The sight of this angered Mark, but the new guy scared him and frankly he didnt feel she was worth it at this point. Ill get you sooner or later just you watch. He threatened her, punching the side of the wall before turning around to walk away through the crowd. Sybil had jumped slightly at the sound of the punch, and as soon as he left, her knees gave out and she found she had to continue to hold on for fear of falling over. Her body trembled against his and for a few moment, she was silent- that is until the awkwardness of the situation finally hit her. Sybil looked up at the mans mask and moved away a bit, her hands still holding onto the front of his clothes. Im sorry I just really had to get him away from me he was hurting me and She paused and just looked down at the ground. I just wanted to die as soon as I felt his hands on me again The last part was spoken softly, her words shaky and hoarse as she felt a lump building up on her throat. Im sorry to ask this but can you help me get to an empty room? I just want a place to hide out for a while after you leave
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Mana, with the soft heart that he had despite being a creature of the dark, looked down at the girl with eyes full of pity. There was something wrong and he could sense it. He couldn't quite figure out what it was, but he greatly sensed a negative aura from her. It took him a while to figure it all out - sadness, depression, longing, pain and anger all in one. When the female human clung on to him, he held on to her as well before gazing at the male who came to her. They had an argument but he didn't understand how things went in the human world. He was certain of one thing, though - whoever she was, she needed to get away from him. When the young man stormed away, Mana watched as the female spoke. She had a lovely voice although it felt quite odd that he was actually communicating with a human being. He heard her pleas, but he wasn't for it. Death is not something you want to play with, Mana said, his voice cold as ice. In fact, in somewhat sounded like a million voices mixed in one - something like what horror movies would use in their own versions of the grim reaper. Still, he was caught up in the situation already and he already felt bad for the girl. Screw it. It seemed like one soul will cheat death tonight. Literally. Perhaps it wasn't her time yet in the first place. Mana didn't intend to bring her to some empty room mainly because he didn't know the house and where rooms are actually designated. Secondly, he didn't like the environment there. It was full of drama, loud music, alcohol and sex. Instead, he motioned the girl to follow him and led her outside into the empty streets. All throughout, he walked in silence.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

His voice had such an eerie sound to it. So cold and spooky, with what seemed like echoes, but she didnt really think much of it as it was Halloween and she just assumed that hed bought some fancy voice changer to go with his Grim reaper costume. When he motioned her to follow him, she would nod her head and keep ahold of his arm, holding onto the fabric of his sleeve as they made their way through the crowd and out of the house, into the streets. The sounds of the music faded with each step they took, until nothing but the sounds of their shoes tapping on the ground as they walked could be heard. Once they were away enough, she looked up at the back of his head and waited for him to say something anything. Where are we going? Sybil asked, her grip on his sleeve loosening a bit. Whats your name? Im Sybil She introduced herself in the hopes that it wouldnt stay too quiet anymore. After a few more steps, she reached up with her free hand and pulled down the half mask she wore down over her neck, giving her the opportunity to take a deep breath of fresh air and calm herself down a bit more.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

He was deep in thought. A human trailed closely right beside him and he didn't know what to do. He now had full responsibility over two people in a race which he did not belong to - one whose soul he already let go, one who suddenly clung on to him as if he gave her a new opportunity in life. He was lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts but when she spoke, his mind went back to reality. Mana, He said, speaking as plain and as simple as possible. From the corner of his eye, he saw that she already took off the mask. Speaking of masks... it's been decades since he last took off his own. It's been decades since he last saw how he looked like. For so long, he didn't care anymore. He lived a robotic life of routine and rules. He continued walking aimlessly until the music was no longer in earshot and he had no plans of stopping. I think you're safe now, He said. That young man you're running away from... he's gone.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Mana She looked up at him and smiled softly, thinking that his name was as mysterious as he was while moving a bit faster to get to walk by his side now, instead of behind him. Its nice to meet you then, Mana. Thank you for earlier I dont know what would have happened if you hadnt shown up when you did. Sybil thanked him and continued to walk beside him until he spoke again, this time it seemed he was dismissing her, causing her to frown and look away. Yea I think youre right I dont live too far from here so I should be ok. She said as she let go of his sleeve and gave him more space. Again, thank you. Is there anything I can do to repay you? Her eyes scanned his mask, curiously wondering just what he looked like.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Is there anything I can to do repay you? Those words caught him off guard, making him stop all at once to glance down at the human who, at least, wasn't clinging on to him anymore. Do you... not know who I am? Mana asked. His question wasn't meant to sound arrogant or boastful but rather, his tone sounded very confused. It all the more added up to the confusion he was already feeling as to why she can see him, feel him and more importantly - talk to him. He took her hand then - fingers long and slender tipped with charcoal-black nails wrapping around her thin wrist -and dragged her in silence. He walked briskly under the moonlight and the limited light the lamp posts gave until they reached the park nearby. He made her sit down and he stood right in front of her with his arms crossed. in front of his chest. Did you ever have any near-death experience? He asked, his voice still ringing eerily along with the sound of the wind.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Sybil was so confused by his reaction and him asking her if she didnt know who he was. Of course, she didnt. She hadnt even seen his face yet. What do you mean, Mana? Have we met before or something? She asked him just before he grabbed her wrist and began to pull her away towards the park. She couldnt figure out why hed reacted in such a way, but she figured he would soon make himself clear once they got the park and he sat her down. Her blue eyes would stare up at his mask, biting her lower lip nervously and her hands would fidget with each other. Once again, his voice when he spoke seemed eerie and spooky, making goosebumps rise up over her skin. Near death experience? Sybil looked away from him, her hand coming up to her neck so her fingers could rub over the bruises her ex had left behind tonight. I had I think. It was a few months ago. She felt a lump start to build in her throat and she closed her eyes before taking a deep breath. Just thinking of what had happened before made her have a heart wrenching feeling in the pit of her stomach. My ex, the one from tonight, is really abusive and he went too far a few months ago. He beat me and strangled me I was sent to the hospital for two weeks. Had a dislocated shoulder, some bruised ribs amongst other things. The doctors said I was lucky I survived Sybil looked back up at him and tilted her head. Is that what youre referring to? But why does it matter?
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

The girl laid down on the bed motionlessly, her breathing coming in short breaths, her pulse slowing down at every minute. She was bruised on almost all parts of her body with burning rope marks on her wrists and ankles. Yet even at her state, she looked like a beautifu dead bride. Mana watched her throughout those two weeks, ready to take her soul the moment it rises above her carcass but it never did. She fought and fought until she survived. The vision came in like a motion picture shown in just a few seconds. Of course. He knew her. She was his beautiful victim from a couple of months back. She had cheated death again, and now she meets death herself - only... she didn't know it yet. I met you back then, Mana said. This time, despite his eerie voice, his tone was a lot calmer and his shoulders and arms already relaxed as he took a seat beside the human. A lot of people had already cheated him but none ever found their way back to him especially in this sense. Everything was still quite a blur but Mana felt a lot more comfortable now. Still, he knew it was a kind of comfort that would only short-live. Do you believe in grim reapers? Soul takers and the like? He asked, turning his masked face to her.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

As if she wasnt more confused by the questions hed asked her, she was even more confused, and frankly shocked, when he said he had met her back then. Back then in the hospital, she had spent most of her time sleeping or dazed from all of the pain medication they had her on so she didnt remember much of that time. It could have been possible that he may have been in her room without her knowing it- but for reason, she had a feeling that wasnt what he was referring to. Grim reapers? Soul takers? Like the ones from the stories and the movies? I guess Id never really thought about it. It always seemed like something Hollywood would try to market for their billion dollar movies or shows. She thought about it for a second until she began to chuckle nervously. What? Are you about to tell me youre a real Grim reaper and thats not a really impressive Halloween costume? Sybil shook her head and smiled, rubbing her forehead a bit. that couldnt be possible could it?
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Mana remained silent for a while. Of course. It was only natural for her to react that way and honestly, he'd be more surprised if she reacted otherwise. Grim reapers aren't supposed to be real. Rather, they should only remain in the minds of human beings who are blessed enough to live their lives peacefully. They shouldn't be out in the open in some park conversing with some girl. It's getting dark, isn't it? Mana said, completely ignoring what the girl asked him. He raised his hand up with his sleeve falling down slightly to reveal a thin, pale arm filled with marks. His fingers were long and slender and three fingers had rings on them - one red, one blue, the other gold. He flicked his hand gracefully and before they know it, a ball of fire floated above his palm, giving them both a little illumination.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

By his silence, she thought he was just avoiding her questions and statements, perhaps because he didnt want to say anything else about it or because hed said too much about it. Sybil wanted to pry and find out what hed meant before but she was afraid of the off chance that he really was this creature of legend and myths and could possibly take her soul right then. That, or he was some deranged psycho who got out of the crazy house, but the latter didnt seem to fit. When he lifted his hand up, her eyes immediately caught sight of his hand, his fingers and the rings he had on them. It was also the first time she noticed just how pale he was. Her eyes widened in shock as soon as he flicked his hand and a ball of fire appeared floating over his palm. What the heck was that?! This couldnt possibly be a trick as it actually emanated heat and it was bright. She didnt know what to say Sybil was stunned and stiff in place, staring at the fire orb that he held. It took her a long moment for her mind to process the fact that perhaps the legends were truth. The myths, stories and fairy tales some of them must have been true. Instead of feeling scared, she felt excitement, not even concerned with the fact that a grim reaper was sitting right next to her. He, Mana, was fascinating alluring and mysterious, and she wanted to know more of him. So I think its safe to say that youre a grim reaper and that this is not just a really awesome costume or trick.. Sybil chuckled a bit at the end of her sentence before her eyes met up with his masked face. Her hand came up and reached up to grab the bottom of his mask gently but not moving it up, wanting to make sure he still had the opportunity to stop her if he wanted. Can I see what you look like, Mana?
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

His hand moved gracefully as he stared distantly at the trees. The ball of flame followed the path of his hand as if he was drawing with light. Mana didn't know what she was thinking let alone how she was feeling but in his mind, confusion started to build up. By now, the girl should be running away or screaming for help or calling him a monster or any other insulting term but instead, she remained there, watching his every move. In fact, she even seemed quite fascinated with the whole thing. Her words and actions were nothing but impressed. The ball of flame faded in an instant when he felt her hand touching the mask he hadn't taken off for so long. The last creature who saw his true face was an angel -- an angel he loved truly -- but alas, fate did not allow them together. He thought no one else should see his face but the girl's touch -- so gentle, innocent and curious -- made him think otherwise. He didn't respond. Instead, he held the bottom of his mask and slowly moved it away from his face which also caused his hood to fall down as well. Inside the hideous mask and the gruesome task of ferrying souls was an angelic face -- so pure, unblemished despite the markings, so gentle despite the burning red cat-like eyes. His hair was blonde and it flowed wavily towards his shoulder. His eyes, those orbs which meant death itself, stared directly at the human girl without a word.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

Her gaze never left him, even when the ball of light danced in the night to his will, she was afraid to miss it when he revealed his face to her. Her hand trembled slightly as she brought it away from him when she saw him reach up to move the mask away and off his face. For a moment, her breath got caught in her throat and she couldnt believe what she was looking at. Sybil expected to see the stereotypical depiction of reapers the skull face with no eyes and perhaps a bug here or there what they usually showed in the movies, but what she saw couldnt have been farther from it. Sybils blue orbs drank in every in of his face and hair, amazed to see someone so handsome. He sure didnt look human, his features were too perfect and without flaw, angelic and pure, in fact if it wasnt for those red eyes of his, she would have assumed he was an angel instead of a Grim reaper. At first, she was frightened to look him straight in the eye she thought that doing so would result in him instantly taking her soul or something of the sort. She bit her lower lip as she silently sat there in an inward battle with her urges to look up. The curiosity was too great and soon her bright blue eyes met his burning red ones, and she felt no regrets. A small smile formed on her lips as she reached her hand up again and pressed her fingertips gently over his cheek, touching his skin for the first time. Sybil half expected his skin to feel cold but instead it felt warm and comforting, making her forget of the cool breeze of that October night that brushed over them. Her other hand came up and went to his golden locks, running through them and curling them around her fingers, careful not to pull any. This is incredible I never expected this, but Im really glad Sybil took her hands away from him, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable by having some human girl with her hands all over him and before she placed them on her lap, she took down her own hood.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

The way the girl averted her gaze from him made him prepare for the worst. For so long, he had no clue on how he looks like. What if he looked hideous? What if he really was the monster everyone thought he was? Those thoughts plagued his mind, making him consider the thought of just disappearing and letting this girl be. Perhaps their fates were never meant to cross. Perhaps interacting with human beings is a total taboo. Perhaps-- And then it happened. Even as the thoughts invaded his mind and killed him slowly inside, Mana didn't notice that his gaze was fixed on the girl. It was returned just a couple of moments later with blue orbs staring right back him. Those eyes... they were very lovely. It held innocence to it, and longing and utmost curiosity. Was she not afraid? Why wasn't she running away and screaming yet? More importantly, why did she reach out to touch his face and his hair? Mana even ended up leaning ever so slightly against the touch but before he could dwell on it even more, the moment was done and the girl seemed amazed. Sybil, Mana spoke after being silent for so long. It was the first time he uttered her name. Why are you glad? Are you not... he looked away and kept his gaze fixed on the ground. ...afraid?
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

He really wasnt like anything she could have imagined. He didnt seem evil or dark and ruthless, not at the moment at least. He seemed gentle, quiet and even lonely. She wondered what it must be like for him to be surrounded by death and people departing all time. To watch people dye and have to do with them whatever it was he did. Sybil wondered if he was saddened by it and strangely she felt a need to try and make him feel better, she just wasnt sure how. When he spoke her name, she felt a spark rush up from the pit of her stomach and collide with her heart, sending more sparks throughout her body and even taking her breath away momentarily. His voice it was so haunting but at the same time, she found comfort in it. She felt enveloped in his mystery, pulled in by feelings and thoughts she could not understand just yet. After he asked her his questions, she wondered the same things herself. Why WAS she glad and why hadnt she run away in fear? She honestly wasnt sure of the answer but she could at least try to explain it, it seemed important to him. Im not sure. I think its because of earlier tonight. When you first got to me, I was in a situation where I felt really low and terrified I was panicked and afraid that that person would hurt me again. I wanted to escape him in any way possible. I reached out for someone to help me someone to pull me away and then Sybil reached up and cupped his cheek, pushing him to look at her again so that once their eyes locked, she could continue. There you were When I held onto you, I didnt feel fear. I felt safe somehow. Who would have thought that I would have ended up spending my night with a Grim reaper? I cant say that Im not afraid completely. Honestly, Im still wondering if youre going to try and take my soul tonight but part of me thinks thats not why youre here with me now and has decided to trust you.
Thread: Bound to a Reaper (Dimitri/Hana)

The words poured from her lips - words of utmost sincerity that spoke of her feelings of how she found comfort and security in him. It felt new, different and odd even, but it was a change he welcomed with all of him. Her hands felt warm. It felt different than holding a ball of cold gas also known as the human soul. It felt real against him who was surreal and literally out of that world. Their eyes met and locked and for quite some time, both were enveloped in a companionable silence. Red eyes met blue ones. For a while he had the urge to touch those hands touching his face and.... He did. He raised up his hands and held her own with his before bringing them down on his lap. Mana Kael, Mana spoke. That is my real name, if you wanted to know. Uttering his name out loud let alone with a human was considered a taboo for his kind. Reapers were treated equally, meaning each and every single one of them were just mere robots and play things of a higher race - the demons. They held no name or rather, their names and identities should be forgotten. In fact, Mana couldn't fully bring himself to remember everything about him. Except his name. And he wanted to share that to her.