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Death of the Endless (justafriend) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-12 12:36:00

Entry tags:

death, doctor doom, ganieda

who. Death and [OPEN]
what. In the mood for a quick log. So. A quick log. Maybe some lunch will be had. Hanging out of some kind.
when. Today
where. NY

It was a hazy afternoon, warm enough to make a person break into a sweat after just a few minutes of strolling down the street. Death didn't have to worry about that sort of thing. The heat touched her and she could feel it, but she wasn't moral and she wasn't human. She didn't sweat. Her hair didn't frizz because of the moderate humidity. She felt things in her own Endless way. And, as she walked down the wide avenue, she relished the feel of the warm breeze.

She was humming quietly to herself, a cheerful rendition of "Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head" just loud enough that people who passed her could hear. There was a top hat on her head, an umbrella hanging from the crook of her bent arm, and a bright smile on her face.

Death winked at a stranger, an older fellow whose eye had been following her as soon as he'd spotted her. At the same time, she felt the tug of a dying soul down the street. She was at once in two places, taking the hand of a dying middle aged woman and walking down the sunny street. Death decided suddenly that life was good. Even for those who weren't technically living.

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ex_victorvon518
2008-07-12 02:09 pm UTC (link)

Today was a good day!

Victor Von Doom was in a good mood, having begun his machinations in the Middle East, the Far East, and within the halls of American business, all at the same time.

So far, all was running smoothly. At last, Doom would prevail!

So, he was almost whistling as he walked, peering around.

Before he saw her.

An enchanting, happy, and very familiar face.

He stopped, ah, well, not dead, and grinned. He had made his peace, at last, with death, and it would behoove him, he thought, to do so with Death as well.

So, he swept her a bow.

"Fair Day, Madame!"

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	justafriend 2008-07-12 02:14 pm UTC (link)
	Death brightened further at Doom's graceful bow. In return, she tipped her hat a bit and winked. "Well met, Sir." That was as formal as she'd be. Immediately, she relaxed her shoulders and looked Victor up and down. One hand rested on her hip. "How are you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_victorvon518 2008-07-12 02:16 pm UTC (link)
	He wore a business suit, cut to his body exactly, of comfortable fabric, in a rich green. He grinned and bounced, almost. Not really, but a little. "Silly, brimming with happiness, and absolutely fine. It is a good day. And you?" He looked her over, her stark beauty impressing him even on a moment's notice. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

justafriend
2008-07-12 02:20 pm UTC (link)

It was like this with almost everyone. There were people who feared Death, but more seemed to warm to her immediately. Going out and meeting people for the first time for Death was more like meeting up with old friends. "It is a nice day, isn't it?" Death stepped to the side, getting out of the way of people who were walking. "Care to take a walk with me? You can tell me about your day." There was little Death liked more than hearing about someone's day.

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	ex_victorvon518 2008-07-12 02:21 pm UTC (link)
	He nodded. "It is. And I would be delighted. Good company on a good day." He stepped to the side and waved a hand ahead. "Shall we?" He could not help being a little formal, even as he was not. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

justafriend
2008-07-12 02:25 pm UTC (link)

Death, pushing aside the formalities, hooked arms with Doom and began to walk. They were an odd looking couple, certainly. He, distinguished and in a suit, she looking like something out of Goth Rawker Monthly. They took a turn and ended up walking on the street just across from Central Park.

"So, what's made this such a good day for you, Victor?" She asked, extremely interested in his day.

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ex_victorvon518
2008-07-12 02:31 pm UTC (link)

He chuckled and walked with her, not minding at all how they looked. There was something about her, and he liked it.

"Oh, well, plans go apace, to restore my homeland, to make sure others will not violate it, and to reclaim the fortune that is rightfully mine. All without dealing with the rabble that used to oppose me."

He grinned at her.

"It is going very well, indeed."

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	justafriend 2008-07-12 02:35 pm UTC (link)
	"Sounds neat," Death said with a nod. He might not have been the best character or the nicest man, but Death wasn't one to judge. And she could respect that he wanted to look carefully after his homeland. "I'm glad things are going well." There was a pause. "Getting things done peacefully?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ex_victorvon518
2008-07-12 02:37 pm UTC (link)

He nodded.

"My thanks. I have worked carefully, slowly, here. I hope ti continues."

He cocked his head to look aside at her.

"So far. Mostly. Despite what many from my former world think, I do not act violently out of hand. There will be violence enough when my people reclaim their land in the end. There is no solution to some equations without violence."

A nation would be born in blood, most likely. So it usually went.

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	justafriend 2008-07-12 02:40 pm UTC (link)
	Death hm'd quietly, not particularly perturbed by the mention of violence. As the embodiment of Death, she saw gore and murder every moment of every day. She understood the necessity of it. She didn't judge those who partook in it. "I understand," she said with a nod. "I hope things go well for you and your people." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_victorvon518 2008-07-12 02:43 pm UTC (link)
	"Thank you. And I hope things are going well for you. In all of your pursuits." He nodded, curious, and charmed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justafriend 2008-07-12 02:46 pm UTC (link)
	"You're welcome." She smiled. "Things are going well." She didn't have pursuits like regular mortals did. There was no real job, aside from what she always did. "My friends are well, my girlfriend is, too." Death probably owed George a day out, something fun. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_victorvon518 2008-07-12 02:52 pm UTC (link)
	He blinked but nodded. Anyone was entitled to their idiosyncrasies. "Good. If ever I can be of assistance, I will." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)