Renewal

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"Lets just say it was far from my choice to go there, but it was a long time ago now I try not to dwell to much on things in the past, I can't change any of it" He looked down at his feet frowning to see the state of his boots.
"Sounds like you have been there too"

[Xiomara]

The twitch of a smile tugged at her lips but she merely nodded once more. "Yes, recently." Head tilting she looked down at his boots, amused that he would be worried about his footwear. "Have you heard the prayer "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep'? Well, that doesn't work for me, because when sleep claims me, Hell drags me back down into its depths in the shape of a Witchman named Mackie. So, I try not to sleep much."

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"Well that sounds interesting, why does that happen?" he asked not having enjoyed his own peronal trip to hell.
He scuffed his foot in the ash coming to the conclusion that his shoes were ruined.

[Xiomara]

"I'm dead, why else?" still looking at his shoe, her head tilted this way and that then pursed lips together. "You can still fix those. Wash them and give them a good polish." Her answer was rather nonchalant for all the gravity of it. " I didn't die here, and in an effort to save me the Shamans split my soul in half, binding one to my body and the other to my father's athame. So I'm dead, but not. The athame, well I now know where it sends the ghosts or spirits I release."

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"Well that sucks, I can't even begin to imagine or understand how complicated and annoying that could be" he looked to his shoe again as she spoke and he laughed.
"Tarnished ruined, broken" he continued to laugh though not really knowing why. "Its ok I have thousands of pairs of shoes, I am just sulking"

[Xiomara]

Raising her eyes from his shoe, and turning to face him she would set her gaze on his face. "Why are you sulking? I'm a pretty good listener." It was strange how easily she had forgotten of the smudging on her face that made her look like she was a soldier applying face paint.

"It's pretty annoying, yes. Although it depends on the day and the planetary alignment." all of this was one giant fib, and it was obvious by the grin on her face.

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He puffed out his face then deflated it quickly and dramatically as she toyed with him, he was generally light hearted unless something happened to put him on a downer.
"Oh not about much in general other then the fact some ass hole slit my throat half way the other day and now I am being wated by Darcassen all of the time because I'm pretty sure he thinks I am crazy"

[Xiomara]

The laughter was sobered up by his revelation at being nearly decapitated. Stepping forward to block his path she raised her chin to look up at him, reaching into her pocket to produce a small container, nearly flat and round. "May I have a look?" Her smile softened as she uncapped the container, there was a minty and fresh aroma that wafted from the cream. "I don't think you're crazy, but why is Darcassan waiting on you hand and foot?"

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He pulled down his high neck thin cotton shirt allowing her to have a look at tha bandaging and stitching job Adele had done upon it a few days prior, he had not looked at it since figuring it would just be another scar to add to the rest of them.
"He was there when I decided to exact my revenge while having a sing song to myself"

[Xiomara]

Rising up on tip toe she pressed her lips together and motioned for him to sit. "Let me have a closer look. I'm amazed you are even able to speak after that much harm was done." Smirking she looked away and began to kneel down, expecting him to follow her direction and sit. "Everyone does strange things when in the throes of one emotion or another."

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He sat down a little pensive about her touching it, it did hurt a lot more then he let on, he had hidden it since the day it happened and carried on like normal.
"Talking is just a thing I can't live without even if it does hurt. I am a bit of a chatter box"

[Xiomara]

"And a bit of a masochist, if I do say so myself." Looking up at him she grabbed at his shirt collar and frowned. "Are you really attached to this shirt?"

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"Are you crazy woman...... !!" he dropped his jaw before closing his mouth "I LOVE all my clothes but go ahead rip it, it will give me an excuse to buy a new one anyway just don't freak out about my lash scars they are from that lovely place we were speaking of earlier and they don't hurt"

[Xiomara]

Laughing she shrugged and leaned in, letting her canines elongate and pierce the cloth before slicing just the neckline off. Then she set to work on removing the bandaging. "I'm going to apply a homemade salve, it works rather quickly and leaves no scars." She made no comment over his scars from their shared place of residence once upon a time, but she was curious. "Ah, that explains why you were sulking over your shoes."

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"Yeah I am a bit of a clothes whore"
Grabbing her hand to stop her from applying the ointment he looked at it then at her his eyes a little narrower but he was not being aggressive
"Hold on.. how does it work that fast. How did you get it, your not using magics on me?"