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[rentareaper]

Characters: Botan and vatheon
Location: That plaza is awful popular
Time: Midday
Style: Action for laziness
Status: Open~ (also will probably be switching to bingotothat in the comments for icon purposes)

[Things Botan has learned today: kimonos are REALLY HEAVY when they're sopping wet and this is either a weird dream or she crashed while flying back from the

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[scaresplants]

[See Crowley. See Crowley pause in his usually smug way of walking down the street. See Crowley cock his head in slight confusion as he realizes what this girl is.]

[Okay, knowing Death as a cheerful young boy here was weird enough. Now there was another Death. A version of death that looked like a cheerful young girl with blue hair.]

...What.

[Don't mind the demon with shades staring at you, Botan. Honestly, he's just confused.]

[rentareaper]

[That's okay Crowley, try not to mind her staring back in utter horror.]

Eeeesh--apparently I was wrong when I thought there weren't any demons here...

[scaresplants]

Yeah, well, I'm the only one that I know of, so you'll just have to learn to deal with me.

[He raises an eyebrow.] Besides, shouldn't you be okay with the fact that someone like me is here? I mean, you're Death. I shouldn't frighten you.

[rentareaper]

[Lord, he's like Hiei. Only taller.]

Oh for goodness sake! I'm not the Death, I'm a guide to the afterlife. Humans would refer to me as the Grim Reaper or a "god of death" to make it easier for them to accept, and--admittedly--I do have certain abilities but it's only a title I assure you.

...And I'm well within my right to be leery of demons I've never met before, demons don't quite care what my job is. They'll try to eat me either way.

[scaresplants]

Good to know. Because here I was thinking that Death might have a little more dignity to decide to make itself look like that.

[What she says next makes him stare, and then let out a laugh.] Eat you? My, you think I'm going to eat you? Cannibalism may be a cardinal sin but I assure you, my tastes are more in the eating things made with sugar and flour group. [A pause.] Wait, would it be cannibalism if I ate you? Hmmm. Don't think so. But anyways, you get my point.

[rentareaper]

I wouldn't know, we don't have a the Death in my world. Just a bureaucracy and guides across the river. [Beat.] Before you ask, no, they don't all dress like me. They wear black, it's quite boring.

[She's finding it hard to believe she's carrying on a conversation with a demon, but whatever, as long as he wasn't going to make any violent moves.] And you get my point that I would rather not die today, don't you?

[scaresplants]

Well, that's a shame. Back where I'm from, there's only one guy for the job. Looks like Death is practically an organization over where you're from.

[He laughs at that even more.Oh, Botan, you amuse him.] Even if you're not Death, being scared of what you do is quite the irony, if I do say so myself. Isn't that an oxymoron? A reaper dying?

[rentareaper]

[HUFF HUFF HUFF, DEMONS.]

That is absolutely none of your business and I would like it if you left me alone now!

[scaresplants]

[He smiles like the snake he is, walking up to her. No chance of leaving, not when he's found somebody new to annoy and make fun of.]

Sorry, I don't feel like it. Besides, you've got me curious. It's you fault I'm staying, not mine.

[rentareaper]

Curious? I think you're just being a pest.

[scaresplants]

What, do you expect everyone here to act sweet and nice to you? Sorry, lady, but you're seeing the world through rose-colored glasses if you think that. Welcome to the world where everyone's bark is just as bad as their bite.

[GRIN GRIN GRIN.] Name's Crowley. Anthony J. Crowley. You are?

[rentareaper]

Oh right, because anyone should expect demons to be nice, that's just totally realistic.

[SCOWL ALWAYS.] Botan, ferrywoman of the River Styx. I don't have any fancy initials for you, sorry.

[scaresplants]

See? You're catching on. Too bad you seem like the type of person who won't catch onto anything else.

Ooh, ferrywoman? How quaint and very Greek Mythology-esque. And that's a shame. Everyone should have fancy initials.

[rentareaper]

Can it, Crowley, you don't know a dratted thing about me except my name and occupation. And that's how it's going to stay, mind you.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find a place to change into some drier clothes.

[scaresplants]

[He laughs.] Wow, the girl has an attitude. Didn't see that coming. And please, I'm a wonderful judge of people, being a demon and all.

Go ahead. No one is stopping you.