deadsaintwalking:
jezebellsfortress:
She stared at the picture,furrowed her brows, then looked back up at him.
“Brother, yes… right. He’s gone mad? Are you gonna do something about it- try to help him on your own, maybe? Or are you just gonna keep telling me about him?”
Jezebell rolled onto her back, scooting closer to him before crossing her arms over her chest, eyeing his picture upside down. Everything looked weirder upside down.
“… You two looked happy.”
Raymond stared at the wallet, then back over at her. He was about to mouth something, but a sound catches his ears. His eyes widen and he looks about him. Turning to face her, he gestures her to go hide, as if something was coming.
She sat upright when he gestured, then listened for sounds as well. … Fuck. The children were in the room next to them. Would they be safe? She hissed and crawled into the door previously mentioned, sitting on top of her sleeping children and keeping the door peeped open just enough to see Raymond, hushing any whiny grunts the youngsters beneath her may have given out in protest./
thepalestspy:
jezebellsfortress:
thepalestspy:
jezebellsfortress:
… /turns face away and blushes/
…
… /quietly akjnskjfnv inside/
… Yes? You seem… upset.
-Quickly he latches onto one of the walls and stands on the ceiling, looking at her upside down.-
…
Apologies.
I cannot stand upright on zhe ground for too long. I cannot walk right zhat way.
-!!!
/puffs up slightly in fear, then just kind of stares at him on the ceiling. How odd. What the fuck was he again? Some sort of blood sucker or something?/
… It’s okay /smooths down her fur, giggling/ … how do you do that? I wish I had my own anti-gravity powers. /Casually leaves out what she’d use it for to avoid scaring him off/
aredspy:
jezebellsfortress:
Sounds like one of my old lovers. Necromancer… interesting times.
Mmmm /rests her head on his shoulder, smiling/ you’re still the hotter one, though. I won’t deny that.
Euh…
I’m sure I’ll find his scent on you at one point. Save eet.
Mmm? /eyes remain closed, head still on his shoulder/
If you really don’t want me to pursue anything besides flirtation, just tell me. If not, well. I can’t say I’ll stop myself, especially considering the amount of cockblock I’ve recieved this past month…
Leaves a girl kinda… perma-horny.
deadsaintwalking:
She blinked, then giggled when he put his hand on her head, grabbing his wrist gently in instinct before pulling back and sniffing his hand, tail swishing curiously. Once assured it was safe, she plopped it back on her head and relaxed, laying her hands out towards him while flicking her tail similarly to a cat would.
“Alright, alright. I promise I’ll stay. but I don’t want you getting hurt yourself, okay? Even if you are… a zombie. You’re too kind to get hurt.”
Raymond watched, tilting his head and making a sound that almost sounded like a chuckle. He pulls out the wallet that was in his pocket, and opens it to find the picture of a human version of himself, along with Norman. He pointed at Norman,turning his head towards her.
“B…r…o…t…h…e…r…”
She stared at the picture,furrowed her brows, then looked back up at him.
“Brother, yes… right. He’s gone mad? Are you gonna do something about it- try to help him on your own, maybe? Or are you just gonna keep telling me about him?”
Jezebell rolled onto her back, scooting closer to him before crossing her arms over her chest, eyeing his picture upside down. Everything looked weirder upside down.
“… You two looked happy.”
aredspy:
jezebellsfortress:
aredspy:
#even if he’s intimidating #your brother’s still hot fifi #dayum lookit dat body
QUE LE FUCK
WHO’S SIDE ARE YOU ON?!
Hey! Can’t a girl find any man attractive? Seriously, you two have good breeding!
I’ve given up trying to bang him; that should put your dick at ease.
He’s half dead anyways. You’d be fucking a corpse.
Or… Half of one. Eugh.
Sounds like one of my old lovers. Necromancer… interesting times.
Mmmm /rests her head on his shoulder, smiling/ you’re still the hotter one, though. I won’t deny that.
deadsaintwalking:
/She sighed, closing her eyes to try and focus elsewhere besides his rotting flesh’s stench. When he whined and growled in frustration, she opened an eye and looked over at him,brows furrowing./
I wish there was some way Icould help. I can feel your frustration all the way over here /she rolled over to face him, hands placed together in front of her to help her balance/ but I have no idea how to fix… whatever it is you’re upset about. I’m sorry.
Raymond glanced over at her, a frown on his lips. The undead man simply shook his head, looking away from her for a moment. He wished there was a way for him to talk. ’It’s alright…’ He wanted to say, ‘Norman has been battling his madness for a long time. I’m not exactly there to help him. But in his current state, I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.’
He simply reaches over and places a hand on her head, glancing back at her once again. He gave a crooked smile, to let her know that he would be alright.
She blinked, then giggled when he put his hand on her head, grabbing his wrist gently in instinct before pulling back and sniffing his hand, tail swishing curiously. Once assured it was safe, she plopped it back on her head and relaxed, laying her hands out towards him while flicking her tail similarly to a cat would.
“Alright, alright. I promise I’ll stay. but I don’t want you getting hurt yourself, okay? Even if you are… a zombie. You’re too kind to get hurt.”
thepalestspy:
jezebellsfortress:
Wellll~ /leans forward and runs a hand over his chest/
I don’t think i’d hate a threesome with two of you…
except maybe the knife part /giggles/
remember that one time I tried to get you and your brother with me together? That was fun.
I remembered zhat at least. Eugh.
… /turns face away and blushes/
*Raymond nods at this, sitting down beside her. He stares ahead, his face now solemn. There was a lot he wanted to tell her, but he was unable to say anything without great pain. He gives a slight growl of frustration towards himself, hugging his knees before letting out a whine*
/She sighed, closing her eyes to try and focus elsewhere besides his rotting flesh’s stench. When he whined and growled in frustration, she opened an eye and looked over at him,brows furrowing./
I wish there was some way Icould help. I can feel your frustration all the way over here /she rolled over to face him, hands placed together in front of her to help her balance/ but I have no idea how to fix… whatever it is you’re upset about. I’m sorry.
