Myth!AU - O' Death

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[There's a slight wind to give signs that colder weather was going to hit the city at some point but otherwise the chill didn't faze many much with the sun pouring down rays without any resistance from white wisps streaking across blue. Another busy work day for most people as they packed the sidewalks in order to accomplish whatever the day asked of them to do, some of them heading off towards lunch break even as the afternoon brought along ease in traffic after the rushing around or rather dead still in the morning commutes that always came like clockwork. The towering skyscrapers piercing above while scattered about were busy shops and apartment complexes ranging to the higher end of the spectrum, fortunate for several residents of them being close to where they worked usually.

However it didn't matter much to the man lying face first towards the blue in an alley, red bursts staining his shirt in an act of fatal defiance against the fabric. He wasn't caring about anything anymore. Pools of crimson have congealing into a sticky mess at his side to keep company with the broken body though it was a waste honestly. A barrier of yellow and black tape announcing the crime scene as if the body and the blood weren't enough already to do so. Officers scurrying about to comb through every little thing in order to scrounge up evidence ranging from fingerprints to shell casings while a medical examiner started jotting down notes as though it were a race.

To be fair, it was a race that was ticking away for all of them but yet he didn't exactly have to put so much effort into finding out the who, why and whatnot of this particular case. Never really showed interest in the exact details of a person's death as it wasn't under his job description nor would he if paid enough, more so content enough with the tasks that were scheduled for him to do. He sends a confirmation of his arrival with a quick text before stowing away the smart phone into his back pocket and assessing the fussing police. No doubt Matthieu was going to blow his phone up with messages after getting the answer but that could be ignored.

Passing underneath the tape, the man eased through the scene with no problems coming from the uniformed others. Though that was the point of having such a decent illusion in order to essentially make him invisible, allowing a much easier time accomplishing his tasks without the stupid questions that would be raised at his presence much less what he would do here. He had the slight frown that could've been considered appropriate for the situation but the claw marks and irrevocably damaged right eye would certainly cause a more sinister thought process to occur. Maybe even be considered as a hit man that had down the crime but to be fair he didn't hunt unless told otherwise and certainly not boring humans such as this idiot. Besides a man decked in a suit stood out in this mess with much help to his disregard of everything save for the dead man who certainly was still brimming with the confused energy of a trapped soul. Definitely need to rectify that.

James crouched down right next to the examiner and fished out a knife before making an incision right at the heart before reaching down to draw out the reluctant soul. The reaper was only doing his job and besides no one was going to see him do his work, not the police nor the surrounding crowd of onlookers.

He was looking forward to the break after this one, sneak away towards his usual haunt; a coffee shop that boasted fantastic blends that were more so a necessity at this rate rather than a mere commodity and plus the perfect spot he claimed by the window in order to watch the world keep moving. The energy from the illusion would be easily restored during that. Then it would be another one in midtown before being able to return back home for the day and unwind. That or check with the bar to make sure a friend or two didn't snoop around more than they should. The former was going to be the most probable though so he shows the other idea to the back of his mind before focusing.]

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Hey, relax.

[That certainly didn't go quite as planned, and he holds up a hand to try to diffuse the situation.]

Like, not gonna do anything with it, promise. Just kinda cool to know the name to the face now, yeah? James. 's got a good ring.

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I never said you were going to. Sorry.

[He may or may not be looking down at his coffee and slowly turning it back and forth, showing some cracks in his confidence.]

...Liam is a nice name as well.

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Hey, hey it's fine. Like...you don't seem like a dick? And I mean that in the most honest way. Cause uh...sometimes your sort are uh....colossal dicks. But not you, I swear.

[Whoops, might have lost some of his suave facade there.]

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[That garners itself a glance up from his drink with a raised brow but he shrugs it off nonetheless and tries to remain confident. Though that was easier said than done right now.]

That's good to know I guess. I don't know enough people that tell me otherwise to be honest. Though I try not to judge an individual on their sort.

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Nah, not a sort things. More like a 'aw shit you again really' kinda thing. Like there's a lot of reapers, but sometimes you get the same one showing up time and time again and sometimes they're just assholes

[That makes sense, right?]

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Sure. I ugh guess so.

[He's back to glancing down as his cup before watching out the window because what else was he supposed to say to that? Can't really make a defense against that statement because he's been called that on more than a few occasions.]

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I mean, uh.

[Oh this got awkward, that's not at all where he wanting things to go and he curses himself internally as he shifts in his seat, suddenly very interested in the window.]

Look, okay, got off on the wrong foot. Can we go back a little bit? Like back to hi I'm Liam and uh, I'm really glad you accepted the invite to come out. There, like back to that.

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I'm glad you decided to join me for coffee. Despite the whole awkward bits. It's honestly fine.

[He has to turn his head in order to properly look at Liam which is about as full attention as he can ever get with anyone. Suppose that he wasn't the only nervous but why?

His coffee is lifted up in order to use it to lightly poke at the dullahan's hand to his focus.]

You did never answer as to what this is.

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[Oh, that's a touch, and it draws him back into focus, but it's still a bit difficult to try to answer such a straight forward question.]

Well...I mean like...like it's coffee? Going out and getting to uh....getting to know someone? A little better. 'cause uh. 'cause they're interesting.

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Well you are currently out with me so yes that makes sense. I just...want to know. Curiosity maybe I don't know.

[He was certain that it could be nothing more than possible being acquaintances from all this. After the disaster that was Ryder, he was certain most would not date him. Too stressed. Too intense. Too...broken.]

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I mean...uh...

[This is a lot harder than he'd have thought it'd be.]

Well like...I like you. You're interesting. Like to maybe uh...get to know you better.

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[Like him? It takes a couple of second for all of that to sink in and the nerves start to show themselves again. He takes a pull of coffee to give himself more time.]

I ugh...I wouldn't be against that.

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[Oh shit, that doesn't seem like a good response. Perhaps he shouldn't have said anything at all, maybe he wouldn't have fucked things up and oh his mind is racing with a way to try to backpedal and recant what he'd said to maybe try to salvage anything he can. But then the reaper's speaking again and it completely brings that train of thought crashing to a halt.]

Wh- Like...really?

[Oh. Oh it's going to take a moment to process that.]

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Well you technically did ask me out. I may be blind but not that blind.

[More coffee and he's back to a more confident standpoint now that he knows where things are. Though he's still hesitant to fully accept this.]

Is that ok with you?

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Well I uh, I mean I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't yeah?

[Alright, so he's not as smooth as he'd like to imagine himself to be, but at least things aren't going too poorly.]

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Look at who's being the brave one now. Wanting and succeeding on taking a reaper on a date.

[His free hand is placed on the table and flexes it when he gets the desire to take the other man's hand. He wanted to believe that this was an good-natured as much as a possible thing.

It can't be like the last one. Please don't be like her.]

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Hey, I mean...

[He's grinning softly though, a little humble and a little shy, because this has gone in such a direction that he hadn't thought of. Staring down at his hands, he looks up almost shyly, a hint of hope in his tone.]

Think you'd be up to dinner this week? Say...in the next few days?

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I work day shifts so yea, I can definitely do that. You're more than welcome to join me on my coffee breaks. If you want to of course.

[What exactly was he thinking? To be fair was he even thinking at all? This was a blacklister and he was a reaper. Those two things do not mix like this, they don't date.

But he didn't care right now. Instead he's offering his had and a small smile of his own.]

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I mean, you gotta let me know when they.ar3e. So i can surprise.you or uh something.

[this went so much better than expected, and he's grinning when he reaches over.to take the reapers hand.]

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I can definitely do that. Maybe send you updates if anything changes. I ugh...you seem more than capable of finding me one way or another.

[And oh that's certainly a thing. He half expected to be met with nothing when it came to the gesture. A shot in the dark.

However he winds his fingers around the other's hand ever so slightly and rubs soft circles with his thumb briefly. That was all the assurance he needed right now. Things would be different this time.]

I could show you more of the city if you'd like.

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I mean, you kinda attract attention.

[It's quiet, tentatively affectionate teasing though, and the feeling of fingers entwined with his prompts a slow, creeping grin.]

I'd like that though, yeah?

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Sometimes a good kind of attention. One that pays for a coffee apparently.

[Gentle teasing that he certainly wasn't expecting at the start of his day. He finishes off his coffee and gets up, keeping his hand.]

I'll show you around the area I live in. Not too far from here.

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Hey, never said it was the bad kind. Maybe it's the kind that pays for dinner tonight too, say...around seven?

[Alright, that was perhaps the cheesiest thing he's done in a while, but he's not going to question it at all. Instead, he makes a move to follow the reaper, still grinning all the way.]

Awesome.

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Well I'm sure it would be the least expensive date since only one of us eats and all. But ugh restaurant or take out? I know good ones for both.

[He sort of falters at the end there because being asked to dinner twice? Not expected so soon. Still he's lacing his fingers with the dullahan's and guiding them back out onto the street.]

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You pick, you're the one that's got a sense of taste.

[It's half a joke, half the truth, but it comes with a grin and a squeeze of the reaper's hand.]