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divinenaomi:

     ۓ He shook his head, and stood up. He could tell how exhausted she was, even though it didn’t show in her movements. The body was capable of producing its own adrenaline, should the person go for a period without sleep, to the point of crashing.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “You miss the point of what I ask.”                “What I meant was, if you go for too long                 without sleep, will you die?”

               “But it does not matter. I see now- you need rest.”

               “Sleep. I’ll keep watch for the night.”

     【 💗 】     “It isn’t so much death, I just feel very weak and incapacitated. I just, really need to lay for a while. Regain my strength and my willpower, recover my knowledge and my aspiration for faith.” 

     *     When he allowed her to sleep, she didn’t hesitate to take the opportunity to get some rest for a change, for a few minutes or even for a couple of hours.

     *     She kicked around the dirt underneath her booted feet, then she laid herself onto the dry surface of the cave ground so she may sleep. Her butterfly companions, however, nuzzled all around her figure to keep her warmth concealed with herself only. With the softest smile, she closed her drowsy eyes and fell into a euphoric slumber.

divinenaomi:

     ۓ He nodded. Naomi still had plenty to learn about Midland, and he was perfectly willing to teach her what she needed to know. Whether or not she decided to follow him after he was done teaching her was entirely her choice, but he didn’t care either way.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “Do you require sleep to live?”

     An odd question, but he needed to know.

     *     She glanced over towards the monster in jagged armor, scoffing softly under her breath before shaking her head. What kind of question was that?

      【 💗 】     “Why sleep when you have people you need to help? There’s no rest, if you’re me. I can go days without laying down really.”

     *     The fact that she was restless and frankly tired was obvious, especially with the light case of bags underneath her sparkly eyes. An occasional yawn would come from now and then as well. Sleep seemed to be the most pleasant thing on her mind.

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     ⨓ Samus stomped through the halls of the Space Pirate frigate ship, blasting down Space Pirates as they appeared from cover and ventilation shafts. Everyone in the room stopped when clanging and banging was heard in one of the shafts. Samus stepped back once a familiar shriek rang through the halls.

     She knew that scream all too well.

     A Metroid blasted out of the vent, sending the grate flying towards the Space Pirates. They all started to run down the hall as the Metroid floated almost harmlessly in the open space of the room. Samus stepped back slowly, hoping it didn’t see her. She didn’t have her ice beam. She couldn’t fight this thing off without it… 

     The Metroid quickly turned to Samus, and flew quickly to the top of her helmet, latching onto it vigorously. Samus felt her insides start to shake and melt within her, and quickly morphed into her ball-form. After placing down three bombs hap-hazardly, forcing the Metroid off of her. Samus quickly rolled into a vent, and made a quick escape. The Metroids had escaped from their holding cells, and Samus’ Ice Beam was malfunctioning.

     She morphed back to normal, and stumbled into the dark, claustrophobic storage room. Panting, she fell to the floor and leaned against the wall.

     I’m not going to last long like this…

     *     Suddenly, the sounds of ice cracking could be heard from outside the vent. It almost sounded like the metroids were screeching in agony when someone had gotten their hands onto the creature, and froze it until it was bitter crystal bound to shatter at will. 

      ≾ 💖 ≿    “You clearly were not meant to be resultant of creation.” 

     *     Her voice was soothing to the ears, no matter the distance or whatever obstacle would muffle her speaking, like the cold walls surrounding the frigate ship. The lady that was layered in a suit of smooth material, with multiple lights covering the clothing was wandering around. She was called for something, but didn’t know what.

     *     The lady with snowy hair, Naomi, then peered over at a damaged vent with the grates barely hanging off the edge. Out of curiosity, she hoisted herself and crawled inside, with her visor beaming with a soft light to show her the path. She then saw someone in armor, painted in orange and quivering out of pain, shaking against the shallow walls of the ventilation system.She reached out with her freezing, but heartwarming hand covered in the material from her teal zero suit.

    ≾ 💖 ≿      “We need to get you out of here.”  

divinenaomi:

     ۓ He shrugged in response. Fair point.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “A person can be like a demon in terms of morale,                 but a literal demon would still be leagues above                 that. You still have much to learn about this world.”

     *     Naomi rolled her shoulders about, the tension was starting to riddle in the bones of her shoulders. She didn’t find any beauty in this world, it disheartened her by the many flaws that were leeching in the reality that she herself became accustomed to. 

     *       【 💗 】  ”I don’t really want to have any more knowledge of this unholy, horrifying place. But, I guess I don’t have any other choice, do I?”

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divinenaomi:

     ۓ He only offered a small chuckle in response, shaking his head. This person thought he was a demon? How insulting- he was at least of a partially handsome form. Most demons were grotesque, unless formed specifically for otherwise.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “You believe I’m a demon? How rude.”                “You’re clearly unfamiliar with demons from here… they’re ugly.                  VERY ugly.”                 “Unless you find me to be ugly as well, in which case, that still                  doesn’t make me a demon.”

     *     She couldn’t tell if he was being sarcastic or if he was just plain honest. Naomi figured that anybody could be a demon, whether they were attractive or if they were too repulsive to look at. She believed evil came in many forms.

     *       【 💗 】”You can be beautiful, you can be ugly, and yet you can still be a wicked scourge that needs to be purged.”

     *       【 💗 】  ”I suppose you’re a handsome devil, but don’t take that as a compliment. A tree seems like a more suitable spouse if anything.”

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divinenaomi:

     ۓ He looked back down towards the flames, the bright light of the blaze reflecting upon the smooth, shiny surface of his armor.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “You will encounter demons while you’re out here. They’re very good at hiding- but they’re here. I can assure you that.”

     “Warning signs are an abnormality in strength, intelligence, or any strange traits.”

     *     Naomi looked back towards the flames as well, her thin lips rubbed up against each other while she relished the calming heat resonating from the embers brewing from hot coals. 

     *      【 💗 】”I’ve slain many demons before, no difference now.”

     *      【 💗 】”Only reason I haven’t killed you is because you’ve proven to be a beneficial ally to me, for a demon. Assuming you are one, I’m giving you only a chance.”

divinenaomi:

     ۓ He tilted his head slightly. You could almost feel the glare beneath his helmet.

       ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “You asked me if I cared about my life, and I gave you my answer. I’d rather not have to part ways with you if you want to learn how to live around here, so you’d best stop trying to argue with me.”

     “We have different philosophies about life here. Just leave it at that.”

     *     A slight frown appeared across her lips when he could feel the presence of his sinister glare staring her down, she could tell he didn’t like where this conversation was heading. 

     *      【 💗 】”You have a fair point, but I’m not staying for long.”

     *      【 💗 】”Let’s say that I’ll be staying heer for a while. Maybe for a month, maybe even more, but then I’ll be leaving. It’s all a part of my pilgrimage. I won’t continue this argument, but, teach me more about Midland.” 

divinenaomi:

     ۓ Asriel sat up, crossing his arms over his knees.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “I don’t have a good reason. That’s why I’m still here.”

     “And if you’d be so kind, don’t push your world views onto me. There are people out there without any legit reason to stay around. You should try to understand now that you’re in Midland.”

     *     Naomi shook her head, crossing one of her slender legs over the other along with her arms over her bosom. She looked back to him with sincere eyes.

     *      【 💗 】”Well you’re trying to push your own perspective of your world onto me, so I might as well return the favor by telling you a bit on how things work for me.”

     *      【 💗 】”I don’t come from a place where people have no legitimate reason to survive. I come from a world where all life is treasured and not just some excuse to stay around for an inevitable end.” 

divinenaomi:

     ۓ Asriel remained silent for several moments, before sighing and leaning back. He chuckled. With a shrug, he looked over at Naomi.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔ “Why would I value life? Especially in this world?”

     “Survival is just an instinct I’ve chosen to follow. If I had a really good reason to, I wouldn’t be around.”

     *     Naomi scoffed, and looked away so she didn’t have to focus her gaze upon him. The expression across her visage; disgust, disbelief, and disappointment. 

     *      【 💗 】”If you have no respect for life, then don’t have any.”

     *      【 💗 】”What’s the point of it all if you possess no value for your own existence? People survive because they want to live, and your logic is very perplex to me. What’s your good reason?” 

divinenaomi:

     * He set the stick aside again, and looked into the flames. He was already over the issue of being brought back. He didn’t mind at all anymore. It was just… weird.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔  “I didn’t ask to be brought back.”

     *     She looked at him with a bit of a glare, her head tilted sligthly. Naomi’s eyes seemed to have some form of glow to them, making the darkness a little brighter from around her vicinity. 

     *      【 💗 】”You’re not saying you’re not appreciative to be existing,  correct? Because life should be savored, hell, you get to live twice.”

     *    Naomi valued life like a treasure, and knowing others found value in their own was important for her to know. She was assuming of Asriel, but she began to wonder if she was being too harsh too quick. 

divinenaomi:

     * He chuckled, shrugging. He picked the stick back up, and started prodding at the fire with it again.

    ⦓ 鬼 ⦔  “Unfortunately, it most likely was with demonic methods. My parents used a behelit. A catalyst for god-like power- and they used it to bring me back to life as a deity. Which… explains my power as well.”

     *     She rose one of her brows and tilted her head by merely a centimeter, then simply blinked a few times. Those sparkly eyeslashes of her seemed to have fluttered with every blink her eyelids made. 

     *      【 💗 】”Respulsive, to say the least. The demonic methods, I mean. I always thought those were the most crude ways to obtain anything.” 

     *     Her eyes peered down to the coals once again, then over to the pod that was hanging loosely from the rock it was stuck to. Naomi frowned from the black substance that dripped from the bottom of the chrysalis. 

divinenaomi:

     * He leaned back slightly, placing his right forearm on his knee. The reasoning for him not eating was, well… he’s technically undead. He had died, and was brought back as… something different. His eyes were darkened, and these strange rune marking were scrawled all over his fur.

     ⦓ 鬼 ⦔  “I just… don’t.”

     “Ever since I was brought back from the dead, I haven’t ever been hungry. So I just… don’t eat anymore.”

     *     She did figure that he had a point on that. Naomi didn’t have the knowledge of how undead creatures functioned, and a lack of appetite seemed to be an apparent aspect to that. 

     *       【 💗 】”How did you get resurrected? Nothing demonic, I hope.”

     *     Naomi was curious how he had died, and how he was even brought back to life in the first place. It was a bizarre mystic to her, despite having the ability to heal and absorb souls. 

divinenaomi:

     * He chuckled, leaning back against the crate that held the body parts. It was already starting to smell a little bit…

    ⦓ 鬼 ⦔  “I don’t have to eat, so I never plan on food. At this point, it’s just a waste of my time.”

     “You’ll live through just one night without food. But you can always head out and try to find some animals to hunt. There’s plenty of rabbits running around.”

     *     She was completely baffled. How could one simply live on without eating? A rock, she thought, but then against, rocks don’t usually have a life nor have the compacity to have any real functions a living creature would..

     *      【 💗 】  “I’d rather not purge a bunny-rabbit, nor would I hunt any animal for that matter. I usually nurture off of fish or even organic substance.” 

     *      【 💗 】”How come you could live without eating?”