Actions Speak Louder Than Words Non - Verbal / Action Prompts From Yours Truly. (add A "swap" To Swap

actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

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The Disapproval Was Evident On His Face The Second Bailey Said That She Couldn't Shut Her Mind Off Just

The disapproval was evident on his face the second Bailey said that she couldn't shut her mind off just because he wanted her to. He didn't like her disobeying in the first place, much less not even trying to comply at all. She simply insisted that she was incapable, and he couldn't have that. Because she wasn't. "Are you telling me that I chose someone incapable?" Asher challenged, his grip on her chin tightening. "You think that I chose poorly, that I was wrong when I saw something special in you? You think that I was wrong?"

Some part of him wanted her to say that she did think that. It wanted her to defy him so he could put her in her place. Bailey always danced on the edge of rebellion, spirited herself but never quite going far enough that he had to do something about it. That kept the beast inside of him that he tried so desperately to keep under control placated. As long as she obeyed, he didn't have to correct her. But he wanted to. God, he wanted to watch her will crumble as he bent her to his own.

"Go ahead. Tell me you can't. Tell me why you're so helpless."

There Were Still So Many Things About Asher That She Would Never Understand. Especially His Desire To

there were still so many things about asher that she would never understand. especially his desire to paint her because she had thought he'd have grown tired of her. it seemed that she was wrong considering that he had once again wanted her at his studio. though it was a change in the time given he normally wanted her there at night. that usually worked out with her schedule given most of her gigs were in the day. she was just doing her best to remain in the pose that he had put her in. though she was having a hard time sitting still.

there had been the thought of canceling on him. the past few days had been insane for her. she thought that posing for him would be the perfect distraction. that was why it completely confused her when she realized he was setting his brush down. was he about to tell her to leave? she had no idea if she actually wanted that or not. instead she waited as he crossed to the platform that he had set her up on. sometimes he made her feel like a doll with how he seemed to want her posed and the entire look. it did help her that she was so comfortable in her own skin. otherwise she probably wouldn't have been okay with any of what he was trying to do. her breath hitched as his hand reached out to tilt her face up.

"i didn't realize you noticed," she told him, though her eyes narrowed at his demand," how am i supposed to get rid of it? i can't shut my mind off just because you want me to."


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1 month ago
The Tragedy Of Mortal Life Wasn't Unknown To Zack. He Oversaw The Fields That He'd Named His Band After.

The tragedy of mortal life wasn't unknown to Zack. He oversaw the fields that he'd named his band after. They were a place of healing. Souls that needed rehabilitation came to rest among the asphodels before he chose which of them would be reborn for a second chance and which would rest for all of eternity in the Underworld once they'd had their time to recuperate. Some of the most traumatized of mortals ended up in his care, but it was different when Maggie began to describe her own personal tragedy. Those souls were already dead. Some of them hadn't lived full lives, no, but they'd ended all the same. Hers had barely begun, and it was already causing her such pain. It was threatening to snuff out her light.

"I don't feel sorry for you. Nobody should ever feel sorry for you. It takes a lot to endure what you have. I don't think even you realize that." He reassured her. "I understand you. My family is... They're a lot." It was an understatement. "There were expectations as to who and what I would be before I was even born. They gave me responsibilities when I wasn't even old enough to understand them. For a long time, they were- it was all suffocating. Even just the weight of being my parents' son, I felt like I would never get out from under all of it. I felt like I'd never be anything more than their son, like I'd never be my own person or find my own way. It took me a long time to carve out something for myself."

Longer than she could imagine, longer than a mortal could really conceptualize. He hadn't been ready for it. He hadn't really been confident enough to do it, hadn't felt like he was capable of being anything more than Hades' son and doing what was expected of him as the Underworld's prince. It had only been in the last few years that the band had come together and become his refuge, which was...a little pathetic, really. He wasn't about to admit to that. Maggie didn't have to wait as long as he had though, not when he could offer her a path to freedom. Whether it bothered her brothers or not, it wasn't like they would be able to stand against a god. Maybe she wasn't ready to jump yet. Maybe she simply needed a push instead.

The band would understand.

"I hope you don't still think you're unwanted." He began, lifting a hand to tuck a wet wave behind her ear before leaning down to rest his forehead against hers. "When I saw you on the barricade tonight, I could barely think of anything else. Damn near forgot half of the lyrics, and I wrote them. I've never been like that when I perform." Zack sighed. "But all I wanted was to just...look at you,"

The No He Let Out Followed By A Growl Made Her Blood Freeze And The Hold Onto Him Tightened, Tips Of

The no he let out followed by a growl made her blood freeze and the hold onto him tightened, tips of black painted nails dug into the tattoos of his shoulders. Her lips fell open, wanting to speak but suddenly loosing the ability to under the heaviness of his tone of voice and the look he had on his face. It felt as if she has offended him with something. But before her brain could come up with something coherent to say, she was suddenly lifted up and it made her gasp in surprise. "Zack, what are you --- "she breathed out, her hold onto him tighter as he then placed her at the edge of the pool. Maggie wasn't that short of a girl but it was crazy how she still had to look up at him even as he had her sitting like this in the pool.

Of course he caught onto her poor attempt to change the subject. It made her feel almost embarrassed and the blush crept along her neck and cheeks. "I already believe you far more than I do others --- and I barely know you."Maggie said, and in a way it was a frightening to admit that. "And what does everything even mean, Zack? Because it might get ugly and you might end up not liking it."she continued on, her whole body feeling tense and arms staying tightly wrapped around his shoulders, because no matter how much she wanted to pull away she was going to try and sit this one through.

"Should I start with how I was an unwanted child? A complete accident that happened when my parents already had two adult sons? My father passed away before i turned five and I barely remember him, so it was just my mother and I because my brothers got sucked into the family business working with very dangerous people."Maggie spoke almost without catching a breath which only made her heart beat faster. "But then my mother began getting really sick, and she developed first stages of dementia. And I took care of her. I did the best I could, while staying put, keeping myself very low key, because it was expected of me. My brothers controlled what I did, where I went, because they always said I was in danger. Hell, I was in danger more than once because of them. If they knew I went out tonight to a concert without telling them, if they knew I was on this rooftop with you right now I'd be in big trouble."she let out a shaky sigh.

Maggie wasn't afraid of her brothers, if anything she loved them to death. She just despised the kind of life that was expected of her to live while they did whatever they wanted. And all for her safety, as they'd say. "And even as my mother got so bad, when she couldn't recognize us anymore and we put her in a care facility, I still didn't get much of my life back. I thought I would, as awful as it sounds, now that I didn't have to take care of her anymore. But I'm always watched, controlled, and am expected to be happy and thankful for the life I have. I don't struggle, I have the money, the place to live at, I'm young and healthy but I am not satisfied. Because I feel trapped."Maggie breathed out and felt all the tears that swelled in her doe like hues and she tried real hard not to blink as she didn't want to let them stream freely. "And if you say you're feeling sorry for me or even look at me in that way, I swear I'll just leave. I don't - I don't want you to feel sorry for me."she let out the last part in a slightly lower voice, even a hint of it breaking in the very end as she struggled to keep her gaze locked with his.


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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. This Quotes

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. this quotes range in intensity so discretion is given consideration the nature of the sentences. please make sure you change pronouns, names and/or location as you see fit.

"I can feel you watching me… even when you shouldn't."

"Tell me, how long have you been wanting this?"

"Your lips are too close to mine for me to think straight."

"If you're going to tease me, you'd better follow through."

"Are you going to make me wait, or will you come closer?"

"You look like you're fighting the urge to kiss me."

"If we keep pretending this isn't happening, it might get worse."

"The way you’re looking at me… it’s driving me insane."

"You know I can't concentrate when you touch me like that."

"One step closer and I won’t be able to stop myself."

"Your breath on my skin… it's hard to ignore."

"Is this how you planned it, making me want you more?"

"I wonder if you taste as good as you look."

"You don't realize how hard it is to resist you."

"You’re enjoying this too much for me to stay calm."

"It's taking all my control not to pull you into me."

"I think we're far past pretending now."

"You're making it difficult to be the good one here."

"If you keep this up, I might just give in."

"You don't have to say a word… your eyes tell me everything."

"You shouldn’t look at me like that if you don’t want me to react."

"What if I told you I can't stop thinking about last night?"

"Are you teasing me, or do you actually want this?"

"One kiss and I might lose control of everything."

"You've made it impossible for me to think of anyone but you."

"Do you always make it this hard to stay professional?"

"Your hands feel too good for me to walk away."

"If you wanted me to leave, you wouldn’t be standing so close."

"I think we both know what you’re really asking for."

"I can feel your heartbeat… and it’s not just from excitement."

"Don't act like you don't want this as much as I do."

"Every time we're alone, the air feels… heavier, doesn't it?"

"You’re playing a dangerous game, being this close."

"I never thought I'd be this tempted by you."

"Your touch is burning through me… in the best way."

"It’s getting harder to pretend I don’t want you."

"If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll forget we have rules."

"Are you trying to test my limits, or do you just enjoy the tension?"

"You’re closer than you should be… but I’m not asking you to stop." "I can tell by the way you're looking at me… you're tempted too."

"You know what you're doing, and it’s driving me wild."

"I didn’t expect you to be this bold, but I’m not complaining." "I can't tell if you're trying to push me away or pull me closer."

"There's a fine line between teasing and giving in… which side are you on?"

"You don’t have to say it, I can feel what you want."

"Every second I stand here, I want you more."

"Tell me to stop, and I will… but only if you really mean it."

"This tension between us… it’s only a matter of time before we snap."

"You think you’re in control, but I can see how much you want this."

"One touch, one kiss, and there’s no going back from this."

"Don’t pretend like you don’t want me to touch you right now." "Every time you look at me like that, it takes everything not to rip your clothes off."

"You’re making it really hard for me to be patient."

"I don’t think you realize how badly I want to have you right here."

"If you don’t stop teasing me, I’ll make you beg for it." "I’m not going to ask twice… come here."

"Keep pushing me, and you’ll see just how much I can take."

"Your body is practically begging me to take control."

"I can hear how your breath catches when I get this close."

"If you keep tempting me like this, we won’t make it out of this room."

"Do you feel how much I want you? It’s impossible to hide now."

"You don’t know how much self-control it’s taking for me not to touch you."

"Tell me you want this as much as I do, or I’ll lose my mind."

"If you want me to stop, you’d better say it now… before it’s too late."

"I want you in ways I shouldn’t even be thinking about right now."

"If I kiss you, there’s no going back. Are you sure you’re ready?"

"Every second we’re apart, all I think about is what I’ll do to you when we’re alone."

"You’re making it impossible for me to focus on anything but you."

"I can feel how badly you want this… your body doesn’t lie."

"It’s only a matter of time before I lose control with you."

"If you get any closer, I might not be able to hold back."

"You have no idea how badly I want to tear this off you."

"One taste of you and I won’t be able to stop."

"The way you touch me makes it impossible to think straight."

"If I start, I’m not stopping until I’ve had every inch of you."

"You’re trembling… and it’s only making me want you more."

"I don’t think you understand what you do to me when you look at me like that."

"I want you so badly it’s driving me out of my mind."

"You’re not as innocent as you pretend to be, are you?"

"I can’t wait anymore… I need you, now."


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2 weeks ago

plot: It's ren faire season, and the guy who's taken an interest in your muse has a suspiciously good costume. Complete with horns and a tail.

muse: Alexei Valdis. 1,439/27. fae. magic dealer.The Lord of Blood

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

Please do not like my starters.

Plot: It's Ren Faire Season, And The Guy Who's Taken An Interest In Your Muse Has A Suspiciously Good

It was the most fun he’d had in months. Dropping his glamour, Alexei couldn’t help but bask in the way that everyone fawned over him. Among the bad costumes and fake adornments, he stood out with his delicate, curling horns and tail that flicked around with shocking realism. With his glowing skin and golden eyes. With the way he moved silently across the gravel on the ground that should have crunched beneath his feet and the warm scent of earth and smoke that trailed behind him. He was too graceful and too perfect among them, but he didn’t need to hide here, and he’d found a particularly lovely little human that had been hanging on his every word as they played their way through the day.

As the sun began to set, the torches that were lit began to reflect the devious glint in his eye more clearly. He’d always enjoyed playing tricks, toying with the mortals in their world. He could do better though, and reaching for their hand, he began pulling them to the edge of the fairgrounds, where the forest began and his world awaited. With a reassuring smile tossed over his shoulder, he tugged them along. “I want to show you something. Don’t tell me you’re getting nervous now.”


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1 month ago
Truthfully, Bradley Was More Horrified By The Fact That She'd Actually Shot Someone Than The Revelation

Truthfully, Bradley was more horrified by the fact that she'd actually shot someone than the revelation that Dante wasn't entirely human. The gun had been collecting dust in the back of a drawer since she'd inherited her little oddities shop from the previous owner. She'd never had to use it before. She'd never imagined that she would have to. Most of the time, she forgot that it even existed. In all of the time that she'd looked after all of the sacred objects in the shop's walls, she'd never faced a threat, whether human or not. Fear and chaos had triggered instinct and driven the nymph towards it though. She hadn't thought; she'd just pulled the trigger, and now that the air was calming after the confrontation that Dante had come out of victorious, she felt... She felt stupid.

How had she not seen it? Dante always came in asking about things that had power, seeking artifacts that regular people shouldn't be putting their hands on. Once or twice, it would've been a coincidence. Maybe he just had odd taste in decor. More than that? She should have known. Contrary to how she felt, Bradley wasn't stupid. Quite the opposite, really. She should have put the very obvious two and two together to realize that he was something else.

But that was something to tackle later. Because she'd actually shot him. "Oh my god- you- I shot-" she blurted. Dropping the revolver with significantly less care than she should have, the nymph scrambled to her feet and rushed over to Dante. "I'm so sorry! I didn't- I was- are you-" her eyes landed on the bullet hole in his clothes that revealed unmarred flesh. No bullet, no wound even. Still, she had to ask. "Are you alright?"

open to females 30+

plot; dante, devil may cry inspired. half-human, half-demon, twin brother to vergil. devil hunter and paranormal investigator. your muse has known dante for a while now, for whatever reason you see fit. but they don't know his true nature. once a demon attacks happen in her presence, she is left absolutely afraid as dante's devil trigger works and he transforms into a demonic creature. once he is back in his human form, in fear, she shoots him. but that doesn't kill him, of course. she could be aware of the supernatural or not, it's up to you.

Open To Females 30+

"------ That stung."Dante says as he grabbed onto his shoulder and saw blood there. "And you ruined my favorite trench coat, come on. Not cool."the half-demon huffed and looked over at her still holding the gun. "Can a guy just not have a gun pointed in his face every single day? I deserve a break. And a slice of pizza. Bleeding makes me hungry."Dante protested and looked down at his shoulder as it began to heal on it's own, thanks to his demon blood he reacted differently to many things, unlike normal humans or demons. And he healed quickly, and easily. The bullet got pushed out as the wound closed off, only what was left was a hole in his clothes where the bullet went through. "Look --- just put the gun down, yeah? I did save your life, just to remind you. I can explain - or at least try to."Dante shrugged and took a careful step towards her. "Bullets can't kill me, anyway - you're just going to ruin my clothes and it's kind of annoying, really."


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1 month ago
It Was Unheard Of For Her To Seek Out Someone Else To Try To Work With Them. She Didn't Need Anyone Else,

It was unheard of for her to seek out someone else to try to work with them. She didn't need anyone else, and she certainly didn't need the risk of another person around who'd probably just fuck everything up. Mona had more than enough power on her own to do whatever she wanted anyway. Well...she usually had more than enough power. It was the first time she'd ever run into a road block like this, the first time she'd been denied by the ironclad gates themselves. Being told no? Being told that she wasn't strong enough to do what she'd set out to- it was maddening for the witch. At first, it had just been simple necromancy. She could usually do that in her sleep. Sure, it was forbidden among her kind, but so was working with demons, and when had either of those things ever stopped her? It was why she was stronger than the rest of them. Better than them.

And now, it was personal. This wasn't about being paid to bring someone back anymore. Her client had long since been forgotten. Now she was only focused on getting the gates open and siphoning as much as she could from Hell so nothing could ever stop her again. She hadn't swallowed her pride to seek a partner. No, that was too bloated to fit down her throat. She'd chewed it back though, enough to go after the son of Sparda himself. She wasn't going to work with someone weak, after all, and if anyone would be of help to her, Vergil fit the bill.

"Yeah, I certainly hope so." Mona huffed. "I haven't exactly been subtle." On the contrary, she'd been rather obvious about following him. She didn't flinch at his threat though. She wouldn't have expected anything less from what she'd learned about him. It probably would have disappointed her if his first move wasn't to put her life on the line. There was nothing to respect in someone who wasn't as brutal as she was. "First," she began as she took a few steps towards him, wordlessly stating that she wasn't afraid. "You couldn't make a pet of me if you tried. Second, you are making a truly shocking lack of progress, aren't you? Doesn't that bother you? Honestly, I expected more of you."

open to females 30+

plot; vergil, devil may cry inspired. half-human, half-demon, twin brother to dante. dark slayer. unlike his brother who accepted his human side, vergil embraced his demon side. they don't see eye to eye and have different agendas. vergil is on a mission to gain the power of his father, sparda, and reopen gates of hell. your muse has found it's way to him while he's in the human realm, and wants to join his cause for whatever reason you see fit, maybe they want to bring someone from the dead? either way, vergil doesn't take well to strangers so your muse better have something to offer in exchange.

Open To Females 30+

They try to sneak up onto him but Vergil senses her a while ago. It was clear she was after him, nobody really bumps into him for no reason. He'd been in this little town for too long, looking into some artefacts and trying to put pieces of a puzzle together for him to finally open the gates of hell. A tough mission, especially with his brother being in this realm and knowing he'll try to stop him. Without Dante, he can't open it, either. But Vergil was going to damn try. "There is little to be gained from idle conversation, but I find myself curious..."the half-demon finally speaks out as they get close enough in the back alley he just turned to. "I've seen your face around the town. Funny enough, just as I got here. And town before this one. And before that one..."he speaks, his stance firm, gaze cold as he weighs down onto her. "I am not a pet kind of guy, and I work alone. So - I'm giving you a chance to speak your mind before I put this through you and get rid of you."Vergil huffed in a gruff tone as his hand patted the katana Yamato resting on his hip.


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1 month ago

Blasphemy! Heresy!

Save me from the monster that is eating me.

Betsy. 29. she/her. green-haired leftist and lover of all threads fantasy, horror, and romance based. 21+ selective blog, sporadic activity and mood-based writer.

rules. muses. wanted plots. wanted opposites.


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1 month ago
She Thought She'd Made Some Progress When He At Least Dropped The Sword. Her Fingers Twitched At Her

She thought she'd made some progress when he at least dropped the sword. Her fingers twitched at her side, threatening to curl into tight fists over the irritation of even having to make progress. Mona wasn't used to being so unknown, or to not possessing the upper hand. This wasn't some fellow witch that knew her as the scourge of their kind and feared her for what she was willing to do, for the power she'd been born with and grown by draining others. This wasn't a lesser being who she could crush so easily.

And maybe that had been thrilling a moment ago, but it was starting to bother her. She bent the world and everyone in it to her will on a daily basis. It existed with her boot on its neck, and she suffocated and squeezed it for all it was worth, but Vergil existed outside of her grip and just turned around to walk away from her. Like she was nothing. Rage burned in the pit of her stomach. "I don't give a fuck about my kind. I don't like being told what I can and can't do." She replied before her temper got the best of her and a flick of her finger blasted away the wall of one of the buildings lining the alley and sent chunks of debris heavy enough to crush a mortal man falling just a few feet ahead of him. "And I don't like when people walk away from me,"

Which was exactly why Mona stood her ground. She was done trailing after him. He was treating her the way she treated everyone else, and at this point, she would rather he just try to kill her than act like she was nothing. "Listen, asshole, I don't want to work with someone else either, but you either want to get this done, or you want to sit around jerking off instead." She certainly wasn't about to let his stubbornness get in her way. "I know there are a few things needed to open the gates, and I know how to get them. You have the balls to go kidnap a god?" Nymphs hardly counted as gods in her mind though, daughter of Zeus and a titan or not. She'd easily be able to subdue the keeper herself, but she was going to need Vergil for what came after.

She Really Was Pushing His Buttons. But Vergil Knew Better Than To React Right Away. Something About

She really was pushing his buttons. But Vergil knew better than to react right away. Something about her was putting him off, yet still sparked interest. The fact she's been following him around, and now has faced him with a pretty laid back facial expression made him realize there's something more behind all of this and he hoped, for her sake, she'll reveal it soon because his patience did run thin.

Vergil held his stance, gaze heavy and unbothered as he looked her down. But once the stranger woman began talking about gates of Hell, how he hasn't been able to open them yet made him groan in the back of his throat. At the mention of who she truly is Vergil's hand gripped tighter onto the handle of his katana. A fucking witch that wanted to work alongside with him? Once she finally introduced herself to him, another grumble followed - she knew too much for his liking.

Taking a step back in a swift motion he pulled back his katana, holding it straightened along his leg, still not talking and just piercing through her with his cold blue eyes. "Can't say I share the sentiment."he huffed, it wasn't a pleasure for him, that's for sure. Finally, with a deep breath and another quick motion he put the katana back into it's saya. "And I know better than to have a witch meddle in my business. I work alone and I can't state that enough."he commented and turned on the heel of his boot to start walking down the alley. But he knew, deep down, she won't back away just like that. And his curiosity did itch a little. "What does a witch even have to do with gates of Hell? I thought your kind doesn't work in that sort of direction?"he asked, loud enough for her to hear but not stopping or turning to grace her with his attention.


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