‘ thank you for the hearts. they were delicious. ‘ lilith wasn’t used to receiving gifts without attachments. she offered him a bottle, one of dark glass and the size of a hearty wine bottle, though sealed with dark red wax. the bow tied around the neck obscured the label a little — but when he moved it out of the way, he’d see it was whisky from 1802; from a ship long thought lost.
‘ seemed fitting. i hope you like it. ‘
it was a rarity that ky ever gave anyone a gift. though, there was exceptions; giving a gift to lilith just happened to catch two-birds with one stone. he got to have fun and he got to give someone a present. true, it wasn’t the best of ways to try to be nice to someone, but it was better than some of his other idea’s.
he took the bottle, glanced at the label, and a full grin spread across his face. true, he usually drank the shit whiskey he could find, but this? oh, he couldn’t just drink it down in one gulp. no, this would be for a very special occasion. ‘oh, i do – more than you know.’ he glanced back to her. ‘i hoped they would work for you. finding people with true heart is rare, but not impossible… if you know where to look.’
every time the other spoke it was like something was grating on his very nerves. it was a wonder ky didn’t throw him into the lowest pits of hell already. though, it was more trouble than it was worth – even for someone like the one in question. “do you want to die? i could make that happen you know.”
❝ i know what you’re thinking; middle of nowhere, a guy comes up to you in a very fancy suit, and he has an offer for you. not just any offer, but a great one – all you have to do is sign a paper and you can rule the world. so, tell me…what is it you want, but instead of your soul… i just want a favor. one that i can claim at any time up to and past your inevitable demise. ❞
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well, he couldn’t disagree with that. jess was cute, but maybe maiming her was a bit too harsh. plus it would put their whole relationship in jeopardy and that was one thing he wasn’t going to do – not if he could avoid it at least. “well, we could get drunk, find someone to maim, and have a little fun afterwards. if you’re up for it.”
well, it was the first time in quite a while anyone had asked him that. or well, anything in-fact. so, it took him quite a while to react, and not just stare as if he’d seen a ghost of some sort. “—yeah, if you’re offering.”
“then why don’t i believe you?” he asked, head leaning back in the seat. “you always have a choice; isn’t it you who tried to grind it into my skull back then?”
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