Loklorien s'Ilancy is going to die

[Johnny]

It's 16:46 Coruscant standard time. In exactly three minutes, Loklorien s'Ilancy, aka the woman that I'm standing behind, is going to cross the street at this bus station to get a candy bar from the vending machine on the other side of the landing.

In exactly three minutes and three seconds, a malfunctioning transport bus is going to come careening through the stop without, you know, stopping. The odds of this happening to her are 4,236,231 to 1. Oddly enough, these are the same odds the lottery ticket in her pocket has of hitting the jackpot. Unfortunately for her, the lottery ticket didn't hit. I guess it's like they say: "When it's your time...."

She doesn't even realize it yet, but Loklorien s'Ilancy is going to die.

[s'Ilancy]

It wasn't often that she had any desire for candy anything - let alone a candy bar. And yet, at this juncture in time, the Lupine desired just that. And who was she to stand in the way of her own desires?

Of course, to do so one needed credits, and fishing through her pockets, s'Il found herself growing increasingly frustrated at the fact that she simply had no loose change. It struck her as odd, how a person could happily go about life without at least a few cents mixed in with the normal pocket lint, but it seemed that no matter the level of her aggravation, there was simply nothing no money to be had.

The Lupine huffed, indignant - vending machines sure didn't accept fifty credit chits.

But.

The shop just across the street was sure to make exchanges, and with that thought in mind, she started forward.

[Johnny]

And there she goes! Right on time! Oh she's digging in her pockets as well, I did NOT expect it to be so perfect. I'm looking around at the waiting crowd, none of them even notice. I know I should feel bad about this sort of thing, but hey, everyone's gotta go at some point. Honestly, this way is a lot less painful than the alternatives. And even better, the security camera footage will probably fall into the wrong hands and be broadcast on user video upload holonet sites all over the galaxy! She'll be the most famous spot on the ground in the whole universe!

I glance over just in time to see the bus going flying by. Crap! I can't believe missed it. I couldn't even here the thunk and the splat over everyone in the crowd gasping in terror. I HATE when this happens. Oh well, I'm on the clock, time to go handle business.

I strut out into the middle of the landing to find instead of a stain on the ground, she's still in one piece. That is odd. Most people pop like pinatas in this situation. Neither here nor there though, I'll figure it out later. It's not like I'll have anything better to do. I reach down and put my hand to her shoulder.

"Alrighty now, we'll just get you uh..and..uh....you're not dead?"

[s'Ilancy]

It'd happened so fast, that she'd acted on instinct alone. She ducked at the last moment, thankful for once that her small frame facilitated an easier time of becoming intimate with the ground; of course reflex played an important role in her still-breathing state of being, but it was of such a second nature that it didn't factor into her thought processes.

She remained upon the ground, unsure if the level of safety was at an acceptable point for her to stand up, but at the touch of a stranger, the Lupine slowly began to pick herself up. She drew upwards to her knees, carefully checking her arms and upper body for possible damage.

"Of course I'm not dead," she grumbled, unconcerned with this newcomer's surprise.

"I've enough spacial awareness to duck, you know.

"Besides. I saw it coming."

Ok, that last bit might've been a stretch, but he didn't know that.

[Johnny]

"That's, uh...yeah, that's pretty strange..."

How is this happening! It was all there! Everything was perfect!

"So, wow, how do you feel? Any uh, any internal bleeding or anything like that, surely it must have at least clipped you."

[s'Ilancy]

She meticulously checked every inch of her body while moving to the pedwalk. His questions were incessant.

"No internal bleeding, no bumps, bruises, or scrapes."

Her tone took on a rather annoyed lilt as her concerns quickly transferred from whatever injuries she could've sustained to her sudden lack of cleanliness. That's what happened when you hugged the road.

"I'm just... " she grew increasingly disgusted at the dirt smudges on her clothes.

"... dirty."

[Johnny]

Damn

"I know how you feel. It's ok, we can deal with this. Just wait here for a second. Yeah, right there, right where you're standing. Perfect yeah, just uh, dust yourself off or something. No wait, here, yeah face this way."

Hopefully she doesn't notice that I'm turning her back to the next incoming bus.

"Perfect, yeah, better light this way, you can see all the dirty spots, just go ahead and take care of that."

Ok, I can salvage this, the next bus is coming. She won't get killed instantly, but surely when the repulsors power down, the bus will settle on her and finish the job. Man, this has to work...

[s'Ilancy]

In a fantastic display of childish temper tantrums, the Lupine slapped him away, her annoyance suddenly skyrocketing. What was with this guy?

Pushing him to the wayside, s'Il shoved her way further onto the pedwalk, her trip to the vending machine all but forgotten.

"Can't just dust it off," she murmured - half to herself and half to him. She needed to go somewhere where there was a shower. And maybe a bath. A nice warm bath, but no bubbles.

With no other thought other than to wash away the grime of the road, she started off down the crowded pedwalk.

"I need a shower."

[Johnny]

A bath! That could work! Well, no, actually it probably won't. If she was quick enough to dodge the bus, there's not much chance of her drowning in the bathtub. Oh man, I'm gonna be in so much trouble. At least, I think I'll be in a whole lot of trouble. Hmmm...Will I get get in trouble? You know, it's not like this happens very often, in fact, this is a big first for me! YEAH! This was bound to happen at...oh shit...

"Uh, Lok LOK, wait hold on. uh, I have another appointment, this won't take long, can you wait RIGHT HERE for just a few mins?"

[s'Ilancy]

It took a few moments for the fact to register that he'd spoken her name. And not just 's'Il' like everyone else did, but Lok. By the time it'd sunk in, s'Il had already taken a few steps away from this nut who insisted she stick around.

She stopped in her tracks, pausing in the midst of picking grime from beneath her fingernails. The Lupine gave a half turn, jostled slightly by a passing Aqualish as she partially faced the stranger. He looked almost desperate for whatever reason she could only guess.

"Do you know me?"

[Johnny]

"Uhhhhh no, well, yeah, a little. Just, yeah, wait right here."

I hold my hands out in my best 'wait right here and not anywhere else gesture'. It might be working, it's hard to say.

"Just wait right here, well, in this general 2 meter span here I guess, most people don't like to hold compl...yeah, just right around here, and uh, don't like kill anyone or do anything that changes the face of the galaxy or anything like that while I'm gone."

Please don't make me regret this, please. A horn blows up the road a little bit, catching Lok's attention for the moment, when she turns back around, I'm gone.

[s'Ilancy]

The problem of being dirty quickly became a non-issue.

The blaring horn was ignored - not like she was going to be placing herself in the way of a bus so that she could be smushed flat. No thanks. A nimble hop and she was out of the way with her nose to the air, scenting the atmosphere for any sign of the vanished stranger. With the acrid smell of repulsor fumes and other bodies surrounding her it was hard to pick apart, and with a hrmph she dug her hands into her pockets.

What a weird little man.

Trying to find him at this point would be useless even for her, and so the Lupine was loathe to make any attempt other than cast befuddled looks all about.

A shrug, and the Lupine turned to head once more down the pedwalk and at a respectable distance away from the curb.

[Johnny]

It's a few minutes later, and I'm back where we were before, looking for the stubborn little blonde that isn't in the two meter area that I told her to stay in. I search around and finally find her, which isn't actually that hard, she's the confused looking one with dirt all over her.

"Please tell me you behaved, please."

Not like there's anything I can do if she'd didn't. Well, I could scare her with talk of higher powers and purpose and stuff, but most people just scoff at that kind of talk anyways.

[s'Ilancy]

Great. He'd found her again. What was with this guy?

Exasperated, s'Il gave him a sideways look as she continued walking.

"Please tell me you're going to leave me alone," she bit back acidly in a mimicked reply to his question.

[Johnny]

"Uh yeah, about that. Well. hmmmm. That's a tough question to answer. I mean, you know, eventually. Maybe. You know, I really don't know."

I'm really doubting that I made a satisfactory answer. Truth is, I really don't know how this is going to work. I get names and times and places, and I'm at those places at those times with those names. That's just how this system works.

"I've never had this sort of thing happen before, so, I mean, I don't really know. I, well, yeah, I have ideas, but I don't think any of them are pleasant for either of us."

Sigh. She hates me.

[s'Ilancy]

s'Il rolled her eyes at that, refusing to break her stride. This guy was probably certifiable, which only furthered the mood in which she now found herself. But, he did seem genuinely perplexed, which was sort of fun to watch... from a distance. Sadly, he refused to maintain said distance, and kept up with her like some lost puppy. In any other situation she might've found it kind of cute, but not now.

Now, she was dirty and more than a little disgruntled at having to dodge not one but two buses. Any other person might find some sort of religion after such brushes with death, but s'Il only felt aggravation. Aggravation at having to expend the energy to avoid passing on to the great beyond or whatever folks called it these days. The great beyond, a better place, it was all the same thing, and she was willing to bet that it was BORING.

The two passed by an open air tapcafe, and the Lupine slowed to a halt. She stared at the stranger while crossing her arms over her chest, and from head to toe looked the poor fellow over. Gods but he seemed distraught.

"If I buy you a caf will you leave me alone?"

[Johnny]

"Uh, will you still buy me a caf if I say no?"

I'm not much for coffee really, but maybe it would help her feel better about this whole situation. It would also give me some time to check The Book. Maybe there's been a misprint! Maybe she'll live to be 400 years old and I can stop worrying about her for awhile.

"Yeah, you know, that sound's like a good idea now that I've thought of it, let's have a seat."

[s'Ilancy]

She pursed her lips, brow furrowed as she stood for a moment longer.

Without a word then the Lupine turned, heading into the tapcafe. He'd better leave her alone after this. Course, she had other notions in mind when offering to buy him a drink; namely, how he came to know her name.

It wasn't long before the two were seated at an empty table, and three minutes later she'd ordered the both of them caf.

s'Il leaned back in her chair as the server left.

"Two buses," she started simply.

[Johnny]

We're sitting down now, and she doesn't much seem to care about the black wire binded notebook I'm furiously flipping through, which is good, actually, because I'm not going to let her see it. She probably isn't noticing that I'm not touching my drink either, and I don't really plan to.

I understand full and well why The Book has all these entries listed chronologically, I mean, it does make sense, but it's not really helping me out much at the moment. I'm willing to bet this one isn't gonna die of old age either, which means no skipping pages. Hmmmm, I wonder...

"Do you have a pencil?"

Yes yes, I'm ignoring her question. More important matters and all that...

[s'Ilancy]

Yep. he was a nutjob alright. Probably escaped from some loonybin up the way, and decided it'd be a good idea to pester some poor soul before the crazy police found him and took him away again.

That he ignored her question was just another piece of annoyance heaped upon a steadily growing pile of... something.

Lashing out with a quick hand, the Lupine halted his neurotic page-flipping with a palm in the middle of his notebook. She didn't care if some of the pages creased and folded beneath her hold.

"Two. Buses."

[Johnny]

I look up and give her my best 'I'm very annoyed with you, and putting your hand on my book isn't helping one bit, but there isn't a whole lot I can do about it so ok, you win' look. You know, people don't really put as much thought into looks and expressions anymore, you can say so much without saying a thing!

"Yes. Two Buses. Well, one bus. The second one was just kind of there and I hoped for the best. Now, do you have a pencil."

[s'Ilancy]

"You... hoped for the best?"

Her tone was icy, but after a few seconds she pulled her hand back. No, she didn't have a pencil; why would she? She never needed one, and had never found herself in situations that required such a thing.

He wasn't very observant either, she guessed, as with a deliberate motion s'Il reached for the small condiment stand in the middle of the table. Nestled in a little holder beside a 'rate our customer service!' card was a pencil, and she plucked it out and offered it to him.

His outstretched hand grasped only air however, as she pulled it back, just out of reach. For as annoyed as he looked with her, she was equally as annoyed with him.

"Your name."

[Johnny]

"Ahaha very clever."

I give her nice sideways grin. That's it, revel in your victory and give me my pencil. Of course, she didn't have plans on making this easy, now she wants to know my name! Well, that's fair enough I guess. I do know her name, and honestly, I could just tell her anything, it's not like it really matters one way or the other.

"Ha, piss on you."

And I deftly reach behind me and snatch the pencil off the table behind me. Thanks for the idea, you stubborn stubborn beast!

[s'Ilancy]

Another roll of her eyes, and she replaced the pencil she held once more back in its' holder.

"Touchè."

She watched him with a mildly disinterested gaze, absently wondering if Silus had sent him to pester her. It'd certainly make sense if that was the case.

[Johnny]

Alright, now we're in business, just a quick little, ok, Loklorien..

"Why do you have an apostrophe in your name? really?"

Whatever, Loklorian s'Ilancy, time and date, blah blah blah annnnnnnnnnnnnd!

Hmmm....

"How do you feel?"

[s'Ilancy]

She blinked, unsure of how to answer the first question, but thankfully he'd gone on to another.

"Touched in the head," she grunted, taking a sip of her caf.

[Johnny]

"heh, and hale and hearty to boot, im guessing."

Well, that didn't work, and frankly, I'm all out of ideas at this point. How can I explain to her that its her time. I mean, everyone has their time to go, and she just up and dodged the bullet, well, the bus, in this case.

"You know, if you hadn't plopped on the ground back there, we wouldn't be sitting here right now, and you wouldn't be covered in muck. Think about that one."

[s'Ilancy]

She waved a dismissive hand at that.

"It's regrettable, but that's life."

Suddenly curious, she leaned forward to peer at his notebook.

"What's in there anyway?"

[Johnny]

"Uh uh! No, bad woman, hands off."

YOU CANT SEE THE BOOK, ARE YOU INSANE. NO. Just when I thought she couldn't have been a larger pain in my ass! 'Hurrr I have useless punctuation in my name kin I c ur book hurrrr'

Wait a tic....

HOW DID I NOT SEE THAT BEFORE! The apostrophe isn't there! I can't believe this! Irony...pure unadulterated irony...Well this is just dandy isn't it. Now what am I supposed to do. I mean, I could just leave her sitting here, but yeah, that could be bad. What if she's like the mistake that incites complete chaos into the universe. Of course, she might just up and die at some point, and I won't know about it, and that wouldn't be very enjoyable, for her at least.

Oh well, I'm putting my book away from now. There's no telling what kind of mess this simple creature could make if I don't.

[s'Ilancy]

"Hey!"

'Bad woman'?? Well. It wasn't the worst thing she'd been called before at least.

The very slightest of grins began to spread over her lips, and the Lupine leaned closer still to whisper suggestively at him.

"Are there naked pictures of me in there?"

[Johnny]

"I'm not telling you, so there."

Flirting with death. How very literal of her. And here I am thinking that I'm the weird one. 'oh hey hows it going, I reap the souls of the dead' 'oh hey what a coincidence I have a difficult name to spell...handjob?'

"You know what? You have fun, thanks for the drink and all that jazz, but I need to go figure this out."

I push myself from the table and give the woman a nod, and yeah.

[s'Ilancy]

Well now wait a tick! Just like that?!

Well, truth be told she'd had stranger days, and so the events that she'd just been witness to weren't ranked very high on her 'weird-shit-o-meter'.

"You have fun then."

Her voice held a flippant tone, and the Lupine flashed a suddenly wide smile.

"And watch out for buses. Those things'll kill you."

[Johnny]

"Apparently not!"

I exclaim. I'm annoyed, yes, but hey, you know what, I'm also not some freak cosmic accident, now am I. The plus side to all this, of course, is that most people can't even see me. So yeah, most people just figured she was talking to herself! Haha! Take that you insufferable wench!

Yes yes, things may not have went to plan, but in the end, I always win. Now, I'll just skim over my next few appointments and...Oh no...

THE BOOK!!!

[s'Ilancy]

Yoink.

That's right.

His secret book was hers now, and the Lupine was quick to vacate the table they'd shared.

A few credits dropped for the server, and she was out the door. His book she'd stuffed down the front of her shirt. It was big, but out of site at least.

She'd have a look at it once she'd found a private enough place.

Ducking through the crowd, s'Il disappeared easily. She'd find herself a nice quiet motel room and have a good look-through at just what this guy was hiding.

[Johnny]

Ok, so yeah, I'm kinda helpless without The Book. Well, not completely helpless, but a lot less efficient, to say the least. But alas, no one can hide from Death. They might royally piss me off, but hiding? Nope, not happening. I finally found her in a cheap motel room. This isn't a place that I'm unfamiliar with at all. People die in cheap motel rooms ALL THE TIME. Hey...you know...nah, not gonna get my hopes up.

Now that I know where she is, of course, I'm sitting just behind her on the bed. I could have knocked of course, but at this point, she deserves a good startling, and hey, maybe I'll hit the longshot and give her a heart attack.

"So yeah, you really shouldn't be reading that"

I'm gingerly looking over her shoulder now, reading along with her. She's only reading through the past right now, no terrible harm there, and a few of those names I remember. Ha, there's the guy that broke his own neck trying to perform a certain embarassing act on himself. Ha ha, you earned that one pal!

[s'Ilancy]

What the hell kind of notebook was this, anyway? The only things in here were names, and they didn't do her any good at all! There weren't even pictures - which meant he really didn't have naked pictures of her. Good. Well, sorta. s'Il maintained a healthy sense of narcissism, and wasn't above critiquing her own body.

What she wasn't expecting however was the sound of his voice from behind.

It was enough to startle her into action, and whirling around, the Lupine instinctively slapped him upside the head with an open palm.

[Johnny]

Ok, not cool. First she steals The Book now she slaps me. No no no no no. HELL no. Ok, I'll be honest. She could probably kick my ass. I'm not a real 'hands on' type of guy really. I really just show up and handle the paperwork, so to say.

"Ok, first rule! No slapping Death. That's bad. Second rule! You. Book. Bad. Got it?"

[s'Ilancy]

In the direct aftermath of it all, s'Il could only stare. Eyes wide in surprise, the Lupine pulled in a few deep breaths before remembering to calm herself. There had to be a perfectly good reason for his presence here, and while for now that reason eluded her, it had to still be explainable. Right?

That done, she placed a protective hand over the notebook. It was hers now; he'd left it behind and she'd laid claim. That was how finders-keepers worked anyway. He should know that.

If he was an escaped nut, he was a sneaky one.

"Well don't sneak up on me like that," she shot back almost angrily.

Looking up at him from where she sat, s'Il gave him a look of hurt dignity, as if he'd violated the sanctity of her most private of privates.

[Johnny]

"Awww I so sowwy, I snuck up on poor wittle her. Book. Now. Gimme."

There really isn't much I can do here. But if there's one thing that I am, it's persistent. I mean, come on, I'm Death, right? But alas, even Death has rules. Well, not really rules so much as limitations. And these limitations are keeping me from getting my property back.

[s'Ilancy]

Metallic eyes narrowed. He wasn't one to give up, was he. She turned away from him then, and began flipping through the notebook.

"You know who I am, which means you have something on me - and I'm gonna find out what."

[Johnny]

"I know you're supposed to be dead, but you aren't and that you have my book."

Ok, I'm losing my patience. I have eternity and all that, but yeah, my book. Not gonna be much of a reaper of souls without it. Hmmm. Where harsh parental tones and mocking fail, maybe bribery will prevail.

"ok ok, I'll make you a deal. You give me my book, and I'll give you a cookie. How does that sound."

Haha, my genius shines through once again!

[s'Ilancy]

A... cookie.

s'Il turned to stare at him as if he'd sprouted a second head from his shoulders. It didn't help that he 'knew' she was supposed to be dead, either.

Another few seconds of staring at him, and the Lupine pursed her lips in thought.

"You're gonna have to do better than that."

[Johnny]

"Fine, two cookies, but that's as far as I'm going with this."

Oh man, here we go. Please don't drag this out all night woman. Please...

"It's not even useful to you"

[s'Ilancy]

"Oh? And how do you know that?"

She gave him a smirk that didn't exactly say she knew more than he did - rather that she held leverage in this unconventional situation that the both of them found themselves in.

"Who are you," she finally asked, repeating her question from when they were in the tapcafe.

[Johnny]

"I just know. And I thought me saying 'no slapping Death' would have clued you in a little bit. No, please, pretty please, with all sorts of sweet tasting stuff that will rot your teeth on top, give me my damn book."

I'm not really sure, but I'm gonna guess that this one is single. I've known her less than half a day and already I can't stand her.

[s'Ilancy]

She burst out laughing at that.

"Death? Sure. Is that what you like to be called at the loonybin?"

She scoffed, turning back to the notebook while in the same motion edging away from him.

"You need to be more considerate of other people's personal space by the way."

[Johnny]

"I need to be more considerate? Miss 'Hey I have death's book and I'm not giving it back', and while I certainly don't need to prove anything to you, just how do you think I got into your room?"

Ok, I shouldn't be giving this chick the details, but at this point, I'm happy to just prove her wrong. Besides, who is she gonna tell, ya know. Anyone that spends 5 minutes around her is bound to not like her, and if she went around screaming 'HEY GUYS, I MET DEATH', well yeah, they'd lock her up in a padded room and all that jazz.

[s'Ilancy]

She skimmed through the lists of names, each with a set of dates, times, and places. With her attention now focused on finding her own name, the Lupine only answered him noncommittally while continually reading.

"I don't know; how did you get in here?"

[Johnny]

"Well, I'm death. I can just be places. That's kinda how this gig works. Please stop reading my book. It's really really really not something you should be doing..."

Ok, I'm getting a little nervous at this point. She's getting dangerously close to the living section of the book. Once she starts reading names that aren't crossed out, she's gonna be reading the names of people who are still alive. That's a dangerous game. Damn the higher powers who didn't give me the ability to smack the shit out of this woman.

"Ok ok ok...here's the deal. If you close my book right now, please just close it, I'll prove to you that I'm Death. Then, will you please give me my book back."

[s'Ilancy]

A frustrated sigh, and s'Il looked up over her shoulder at him. What was his angle? He'd gone from mildly annoying at first to something else entirely, and despite his sudden appearance in her rented room, she couldn't help but start to feel sorry for the man.

She closed the book, her eyes taking on a soft look. Poor guy - the ward he'd escaped from was probably on high alert now. Best to treat him nice until the crazy police came and carted him off again.

She waved him off, pushing her chair back so that she could stand.

"Don't worry about it."

This game was getting old anyhow. She held out his book to him.

"Take it."

[Johnny]

Haha, now I have my book back and I can leave. Well, I can and should leave, but for some reason I feel bad. Maybe it's the fact that this is the only living person I've had contact with since, well, ever.

"Well, now that you've got me going, I want to prove it."

I'm such a moron.

[s'Ilancy]

"You do?"

She arched an eyebrow at that, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. For now at least. Not like she had anything else to do today as it was.

"Well ok then I suppose."

s'Il moved to sit on the bed, keeping her eyes on him.

"Prove away."

[Johnny]

I have to think about it for a moment. The whole 'hey, you're locked in your room but now I'm behind you' thing didn't really convince her of anything. Hmmmm, I got it!

"Ok. Hold REALLY STILL don't move whatever you do."

I want up to her and give her a measuring look, then WHAM! Open hand across the cheek.

"See! You didn........."

Ok, she's holding her cheek and she's PISSED.

"Uh, wait, you felt that???"

[s'Ilancy]

For a few minutes the Lupine sat holding her cheek. Stunned into silence, she only stared up at him. Slowly, her confusion changed to simmering anger, and soon enough after that, near-rage.

She shot to her feet, metallic eyes suddenly a tawny yellow, and without warning connected her fist with the bridge of his nose.

[Johnny]

And now I'm on my ass. I'll admit, it hurt a little, but pain doesn't really work that well when you absolutely can't die. My nose is a little sideways now, nothing a quick pop....and YES back to normal.

"Ok, I kind of maybe deserved that...I really didn't think you'd feel it. Maybe since you're times up but you missed the appointment, maybe things work weird now...huh, I could have just kicked your ass and took my book. Crazy."

Alright, yeah, she's gonna hit me again. It might not really hurt much, but it's certainly not pleasant.

"Ok just calmmmmm down...Easy there. Lemme see."

Aha! the light switch. I pranced over and start flipping it up and down and...wait. The light switch is moving. This is, yeah, this is different. Hmmm, maybe since she's the only one here to see it. I got it!

"ok, order room service. Go, just trust me."

[s'Ilancy]

Fuming, she watched him turn the lights off and on. This was giving her a headache, having to deal with him.

"I'm not going to order roomservice."

There was a finality in her tone that punctuated her clipped words wonderfully.

And at the look he gave her, the Lupine crossed her arms.

"They don't offer that here."

And that was it. She was done dealing with this nutjob. Her voice dropped to a growl.

"I think it's time for you to leave."

[Johnny]

I couldn't back down now! Well, I could, but I'm not going to.

"I'm not leaving unless you leave too!"

He could tell that she wasn't playing into it.

"Seriously, walk me back to the city, and poof, I'll be out of your hair."

Maybe, just maybe...

[s'Ilancy]

The Lupine twisted her features into a scowl, and her arms went out to indicate their surroundings.

"Leave? I just paid a night's worth of credits for this room, and I intend to get my money's worth."

Her shoulders sagged a little - arguing with this guy was like arguing with herself. He was stubborn, ornery, and thick-headed.

And on top of all this, she never even got her candy bar! Which was probably just as well; she was getting hungry for something with a little more substance anyway, and seeing as how buying him a cup of caf hadn't gotten him to leave, it seemed she'd have to share a meal with him as well.

"How about this - I order us some food, and after we eat, you leave me alone."

[Johnny]

"Ok, deal! But uh, I guess I should probably go ahead and tell you this now. I, uh, don't exactly eat or drink, ya know, not really a requirement."

She could roll her eyes and whatever else, it was the truth! And the truth is a powerful thing, except when this stubborn woman doesn't believe it.

[s'Ilancy]

She was already picking up the comm hand unit that sat on the bedside table while pulling a phone directory out. Thumbing through the pages, she mentally waved away his excuses.

"How about pizza... you like pizza? I'll get us that. Any toppings you want, just for you."

[Johnny]

She's deaf too, or dumb. I'm actually gonna lean toward dumb on this one. Ha, dumb blonde. Good job reinforcing the stereotype ya dimwit.

"Uh, just whatever you like, I'm...not...picky?"

I give her my best 'maybe if I talk a little slower and use different words you won't be so retarded' look. I wonder if she can tie her shoes...

[s'Ilancy]

A funny look was sent his way, but beyond that the Lupine did nothing aside from place her order. The whole time she stared at him, and as soon as she'd hung up, s'Il slowly eased herself back to lean against the headboard. Nothing to really do now but wait. Of course, she had no real intention of paying for their meal; in fact, she'd already decided to up the ante a small bit.

If he insisted that he was Death, then she was just going to have to trump his crazy brain.

Not to mention it'd been a long time since she'd had human.

[Johnny]

If there's one thing I know better than anything, it's time, and exactly thirty one minutes had passed since Lok had ordered pizza. Hahaha!

"Thirty one minutes, you just won free pizza my dear! I guess it's you're lucky day after all. Too bad the luck didn't remember that losing lottery ticket in your pocket, huh."

[s'Ilancy]

That earned him a sharp, disapproving look. She should've known he'd have gone through her pockets after the first bus rolled over her.

"You need to stay out of my things, mister.

"And I was going to be getting it free regardless of whether it was late or not."

A cryptic smile at that, and before she could say anything else, a knock sounded at the door. She was gonna show him; if he wanted to act crazy, she could certainly play ball.

[Johnny]

"I would tell you that I didn't go through your stuff, but it's kinda obvious you won't believe me. And stiff the guy on the check if you want. You might have signed an alias name when you checked in, but that means you don't get to spend the night here."

Yeah, I'm pretty indifferent to her right now i guess. Here in a few minutes, she'll see just how wrong she is about, well, everything. No point building it up anymore, I tried the 'hey here it comes!' approach already, and it backfired.

[s'Ilancy]

A mocking look was sent his way, and the Lupine waved his words away as if they'd been nothing at all. Which to her, was exactly all they were. Nothing.

Working the doorlock, s'Il turned the knob, opening the door wide, a smile on her face. The delivery boy - not really a boy to be honest - returned her smile gingerly.

Sorry for being late - "

And before another word left his mouth the Lupine had pounced. She reached out a quick hand, grasping the front neckline of his shirt and dragging him inside the room. Taken off guard, the man stumbled a few steps.

The door slammed shut, and before he could fully recover, s'Il was upon him, her changing body a macabre display of twisting flesh, bones, and muscle. There was a gurgled scream that cut off abruptly as vocal chords were pulled clean away, now held in a vicious razor-filled maw.

A maw that suddenly belonged not to a diminutive blonde, but a rather happy and satisfied silvery vornskr.

[Johnny]

Heh, she's one of those things, no wonder shes got such an attitude. 'Oh look at me, I can turn into a dog, the world is my chewtoy.'
Blah blah blah. Believe it or not, I've got just the thing for this kind of situation. Yes yes, once again The Book! Not only is it the definitive condensed guide of every single death that's ever going to happen in the universe. I can also roll it up and THWAP, RIGHT ACROSS HER NOSE!

"BAD DOG!"

[s'Ilancy]

There was nothing to really prepare her for the shock, and s'Il took the blow with a slight yelp. Backing away from her dinner, the Lupine cast confused tawny eyes up to her guest. It wasn't long before she hunkered down to a crouch, staring up at him with a pitiful look.

If she'd been able, s'Il would have let fall a few tears to try and make him feel bad for hitting her on the nose.

[Johnny]

"Uh uh, don't even try it, it's not gonna work. I wanna know. Can you understand me in your little puppy form. If you can, go get his wallet and drop here in front of me, I've gotta sort your little mess out."

I'm flipping through my book now. If it wasn't this poor chap's time to go, then we have a serious problem. And last I checked, I didn't have anything scheduled for three more days. Yeah yeah, I know all the propaganda 'Every .01 seconds, someone in the galaxy dies. I'll tell you, it's absolute rubbish. People tend to die in neat little waves with random spurts mixed in to keep me on my toes. I can't be EVERYWHERE at once, and the afterlife isn't something you wanna keep a huge backlog for.

[s'Ilancy]

She still stared at him, letting out a sad little whorffle before awkwardly wiping her nose with careful front paws. Oh, she understood him perfectly, but she wasn't about to do as he asked without a concession on his part.

Gingerly the Lupine nosed her way into his pockets. Little effort was expended in this task, and soon enough she held the wallet in her teeth.

But still, she stared up at him with sad eyes, not quite ready to give up that which he'd asked for.

Not without an apology.

[Johnny]

And here we go. Hmmmm, I halfway expected this. In the spot where Loklorien s'Ilancy's mispelled name was, is now the name Ranold Viers. This very motel and this very time are listed. She can snuff and beg and sob all she wants. Im just gonna set The Book down and let her see for herself. She's got his wallet, she can confirm the name.

"There you go. Proof."

And well, I guess it's time for me to do my job. I casually walk over to Ranold, or the man I now affectionately call 'Dog Woman's big mess' A little pat on the shoulder.

"Alrighty, hop on out of there, yes, yes, I know. If it's any consolation, you took her spot in line."

I jerk a thumb back over my shoulder at the slobbering beast.

"Yeah, yeah she is, believe me, I totally agree. Well, you have a good one."

Annnd, with that bit over, the bed looks comfy, time to have a bit of a lie down.

[s'Ilancy]

What was this?!

As she watched, the delivery man ascended from his own body to trade a few words with... now hold on, this guy really wasn't Death, was he??! If he wasn't how did he do what he just did?

Blinking, the animal watched as... Death... situated himself on the bed. So casual, like he'd done this so many times.

Sitting over her meal, s'Il suddenly felt her appetite leave her, and she sat up straighter on her haunches.

A moment later and she'd reverted, body sitting cross-legged on the floor and very much nude. She was befuddled, unsure of how to process what her eyes had just seen.

Of course, it didn't take long before indignation to settle across her features.

"You should've just told me," she grumbled while thumbing through the notebook he'd left in front of her.

[Johnny]

"I did tell you, and you killed a guy. And I left The Book there so you could check his name in there with his ID, please stop flipping pages before we cause, well, me anymore headache."

So yeah, with her spot filled and her name name hopefully really far back on the list, I should have just left and stuff. I'm not exactly sure why I decided to let her in on the big secret. Obviously, she's not gonna take it well, that much is obvious. Hell, she ordered pizza just to kill some poor sod just for the sake of, well, I really don't know. Being a bitch maybe?

[s'Ilancy]

A partially bemused hmph, and the Lupine cast a suddenly disinterested look at the open page of the notebook. A moment later she closed it with a shrug.

With a groan, she retrieved her dropped clothes while idly picking at a jagged piece of torn flesh on her victim's neck. Ripping a small bit off, she popped it into her mouth before pulling her shirt on.

[Johnny]

"I would tell you how long it's been since I saw a naked woman eating another person, but you probably wouldn't believe me anyways."

Well, all's well that ends well I guess, although I can't really say I'm completely happy to see this particular end. Well, there's certainly nothing wrong with that particular end, just the end of this little meeting in general. For the most part, people die, they ask a question or two and I shovel them on their merry little way. This one wasn't desperately seeking some conformation that the great beyond was going to be everything that she had hoped it would be, and it was kinda nice, even if she was the most annoying creature this galaxy had ever spawned.

"I find it hard to believe that people actually taste good..."

[s'Ilancy]

She gave an almost manic grin at that, pulling off another piece of flesh and popping it into her mouth.

"It's an acquired taste."

Her pants were next to follow, and happy as ever, s'Il sat beside what remained of the delivery boy. Barefoot, she leaned against the bed while continuing to pick at her meal. The pizza itself was of no interest at first, but it wasn't long before she pulled the box toward her and flipped open the lid.

Arranging bite-sized pieces of skin and meat amidst the rest of the pizza's topping, the Lupine lifted out a piece.

She offered it to Death.

"Try?"

[Johnny]

"Go right ahead. You might not have noticed, but I don't really do the whole eating and drinking deal."

When things aren't required you tend to not worry with them. To be honest, I don't think I've ever eaten anything, ever. Hmmm...nah. Welllll... Nahh.

[s'Ilancy]

"Suit yourself."

His refusal only meant more for her, and s'Il was never one to complain over too much food.

Half an hour later found her still joyfully munching on the carcass; she'd all but forgotten her guest was still with her - he'd been so quiet.

Finally, she spoke up.

"So then now what. You go on about your way and find the next person on your list?"

[Johnny]

"Well. Kinda. I've got like, three days."

I shrug. I guess I could leave, but I don't know, one place is as good as any I guess. It's funny how concepts of time and stuff change when you're looking at eternity. You know, you'd think that a couple of minutes or hours or day would be like fractions of fractions of seconds for me, but really, it's all relative. Three days with nothing to do is a long time no matter how you slice it.

"Meh, I'm comfy."

[s'Ilancy]

She gave another shrug.

"Glad to hear."

With a groan, the Lupine lumbered up to her feet. Her stomach rumbled, and she gave a content sigh, full as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Picking at any leftover bits in her teeth, s'Il looked down at what was left of her meal. She'd need to leave first thing in the morning before the body was found. There wasn't any need to even try and hide it.

She looked at Death.

"If you're staying the night, you're sleeping on the floor. I paid for the room, so I get the bed."

[Johnny]

There aren't many ways you can argue with that, her logic is pretty straight forward.

"I'm Death, I sleep where I want."

My logic is also straight forward, and I punctuate it by snatching up both pillows. Of course, I wouldn't bother telling her that I didn't sleep either. One didn't need sleep to relax.