Texting~!

[dead_serious]

Technology in the reaper realm always advanced much quicker than in the mortal world. How that was possible wasn't made quite clear, but every employee would have to agree that it made the job far more tolerable and almost manageable. Before they knew it, fancy new machines were showing up in their cubicles and offices. Large ones that could transfer writing from one sheet to countless others. An extremely convenient electronic typewriter that made the organization of files far more streamlined. And now, their newest administered device which allowed them to communicate between departments and even branches without having to travel. They called it a 'cellular phone.'

( This shall be a catch all post for any random text exchanges between characters! )

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[dead_serious]

I do not believe I will ever understand the way your mind works.

[untodeath]

You don't have to.
Just my heart❤

[dead_serious]

That makes just as little sense.

[untodeath]

Now, you're the one being silly!
What about that haven't I been overly clear about?

[dead_serious]

What you're feels towards me are is painfully obvious. It is the why that still perplexes me.

[untodeath]

Why?
You're unlike anyone else.
I don't think you even realise it, but you have a very strong sense of self.
Your ideas and values aren't swayed by the opinions of others.
I think it's very admirable.

[dead_serious]

Hm.
I would think being so stuck in my ways would bore you.

[untodeath]

It may frustrate, or even infuriate me, at times.
But, no, it doesn't more me.
Perhaps it had even given me courage to be more of myself.

[dead_serious]

Good to know I frustrate you as well.
How so? Were you not always loud and obnoxious and maniacal?
I find that hard to believe.

[untodeath]

Sexually, mostly.
But, actually, no!
Only in this life, I couldn't claim the same.
However! Realising that the world wouldn't end if others disapproved of my truth, it made quite the impact.
I wasn't so focused on frightening everyone away with violence.
Now I'm just combative for fun!
And I've a friend❤

[dead_serious]

So, I was able to give you confidence. I hadn't realised I played such a role in that.

[ And that's an odd feeling it's giving him. Like he's...happy? That he could do something positive for someone. What is this?? ]

I am glad I could do so.

[untodeath]

Best yet, you keep me balanced, somehow.
Not even death could predict where I would be, without you to drag me back upon straying too far!

[dead_serious]

[ Alright, this is too odd. For perhaps the first time, William is feeling like he's made a positive impact on someone. Like he's finally done something right, even if he'd been unaware of it. And perhaps that's even better, that it was coming naturally.

After quite a lot of consideration, he decides to reciprocate Grell with a photo of his own. Not at all racy like the one she sent him earlier, but far more meaningful. It's apparent he's lying in the hotel bed, propped up against the headboard and in that comfortable, black t-shirt he'd spoke of. And though it maybe be subtle, there's the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. A text follows quickly after the image. ]

Do not make me regret sending you that photograph.

[untodeath]

[ Grell draws a sharp breath, and while she would normally squeal in delight, it's that smile which draws her into a long silence, eyes soaking in the sight.

It's immediately saved and set to her lock screen. So, he's going to regret it, eventually! ]

Oh, Will❤❤❤
I treasure it so!!

[dead_serious]

I hope that makes it up to you, then.

[untodeath]

It does.
I only wish that I could make you happy, always!

[dead_serious]

Have you ever tried to? As you asked me earlier.

[untodeath]

... I can't tell if that is meant to be condescending, or a genuine question.

[dead_serious]

Perhaps a bit of both.
Most of the time you address me it seems to be in your own interest, not mine.

[untodeath]

I see.
So, you're saying that actively pursuing you for very nearly two-hundred years isn't convincing enough.

[dead_serious]

No, I am positively convinced of your adoration for me.
My point is that you come across as not having any interest in finding out what I find pleasing, and instead push your own desires upon me hoping that I will give in and give you the response you want.

[untodeath]

Without provoking, you don't give much of a response, at all.
It's worrying, actually.
A shame, that my intentions have come across such a way.

[dead_serious]

I think we've made quite a bit of progress tonight.

[untodeath]

Interesting, what a bit of talking can do.

[ It's a bit bittersweet. She had been so elated, but now, she can't help but feel weighted down by how she's - again! - responsible for her setbacks these past two centuries! She's so good at dodging any sense of responsibility or regret, but when it catches up, it's a real punch in the gut. ]

[dead_serious]

I've enjoyed it. And I would be pleased to continue this way.

Oddly enough, it honestly feels good to know I've made a positive impact on you. I haven't felt such a thing in, well, centuries.