3rd Soul

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Soul arrives this time with his bed. He's wearing pajamas and is sitting up in bed, breathing fast, his face covered in a sheen of cold sweat. After a moment he looks around to confirm where he is, then leans forward and closes his eyes. He grits his teeth, resting a hand against his chest.]

That stupid dream again...

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[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Had come to the plane for something to eat, but he stops when Soul appears, runs back to the kitchen and returns with a glass of water]

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Lol kindness wut.] Oh. Uh, thanks.

[He takes the glass of water a little tentatively, frowning when he realizes he's shaking a tiny bit.]

Tch. Not cool at all.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[And there is a frog next to you on the bed, Soul. Staring up at you, very interested. Amane's hobby is to do that to strangers...]

Hey, nee nee, you don't look good, gero.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

Nightmare?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Isaac's face breaks into it's normal, happily dorky smile]

It happens to the best of us.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, it's still pretty lame.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Talking frog! Soul schools his expression.] I'm fine.

...What are you, some kind of witch?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Yeah. But what can you do?

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[He looks up with a rather guarded expression. He doesn't really like people seeing him like this.]

Yeah. Same as always.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Heavy sigh.] Not much, huh?

[mercwamouth]

[Deadpool comes flying at him, sword in hand]

YAAAAAH!!!

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

Holy shit! [He leaps the opposite way off the bed and gets tangled in the sheets, falling to the floor in a heap. But at least he dodged.]

[mercwamouth]

YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR TIME!

[Redirects attack to his new location]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Nope.

I'm Isaac by the way. Want more water?

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Soul tries to flee, but he's tangled in the sheets. So he does the only thing he can do, which is transform his arm into a scythe and raise it to block Deadpool's attack.]

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] I'm good, thanks. I'm Soul.

[mercwamouth]

[And he does so!]

YES! Got you to turn into a weapon!

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Alright.

It's nice to meet you.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

Yeah, same.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[The blow makes a clanging sound that, well, normal arms don't make. Soul starts trying to scramble away.]

What the hell is wrong with you?!

[mercwamouth]

I don't like having things hidden from me.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Yuri knows that feel] I think this place is suppose to make them worse.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[He finally untangles himself and scrambles to his feet, ready to run or defend himself.]

What, I'm not allowed to have secrets? I don't even know you.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

...Really? [That's worrying. And there was that odd machinery sound this time, mostly covered by the cheesy jazz music.]

ack...

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[HEADTILT.] Nee, are you sure, gero? Are you sure?

Witch? Me? Witch? Oh, no no no, gero! No! I'm Amane, nice to meet you, gero! So there are witches in your world, hm hm hm? There are? They look like frogs, gero? They do?