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[dominateartimus]

[Sleep was something Sandrath barely experienced through-out his life. There were only a few instances that forced him to rest, or in this case, a higher power.

He didn't know what to make of the dream, since he was being held captive by some strange organization that was made of several angels, hybrids and humans. He was vulnerable due to his body filtering and they ran tests on him while constantly under surveillance.

Then suddenly, two adults were introduced to him. Katerina and Elias. They were his kids. The woman definitely looked familiar, as if he had seen her before at the Keep.

That's when he awoke and found himself on the stone floor of his room. After pushing himself up and off the ground, he found himself pre-occupied with the dream that he didn't bother to switch in to a disguise. He collected a new set of clothes before moving towards the door, intending to head towards the thermal pools.]

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[abstinentzombie]

[Kloe was on her way to... somewhere. Actually, she wasn't going anywhere in particular. She just needed to get out of the barracks as quickly as possible and clear her head. Which decidedly wasn't a great place right now. The dream, or rather the nightmare, she'd just had was more than a little upsetting.

She's died. In her dream, she'd died, and it had been so agonizing and real she didn't know what was going on when she woke up. Because you're not supposed to die in dreams, and it took a 10-minute cold shower to convince herself it hadn't actually happened. She wasn't back home, but it this batshit crazy place, where there were no zombies. Kloe was mostly safe.

But that didn't make her feel better.

So she was roaming the grounds, eyes fixated more on her feet than what was exactly in front of her, so she didn't even notice Sandrath when she walked right by him.]

[dominateartimus]

[It took him a moment to realize that Kloe had brushed past him, bumping her arm against his. The fallen arch-angel glanced over his shoulder and rose an eyebrow.]

If I were you, I'd watch were I was walking.

[abstinentzombie]

[Kloe had been aware that there'd been a person. It was how she'd gracefully managed to avoid actually running into them. But she hadn't known who it was.

The voice made her jump and she stopped dead in her tracks.]

Hello Sandrath.

[dominateartimus]

Hi Kloe.

[It was a short reply as he returned his gaze back to his path and started to walk again. This dirt and grim wouldn't clean itself.]

[abstinentzombie]

[Even though he may not be her most favorite person in the world, the lack of conversation seems strange to her, especially since it was Sandrath of all people she'd just run in to. He usually would never shut the fuck up.

Him leaving right away is strangely annoying.

So she follows him.]

Where are you headed?

[dominateartimus]

Thermal pools. I do have to look nice, you know.

[He doesn't even look over his shoulder when speaking.]

[abstinentzombie]

[Not a problem, because she's catching up and walking at his side now.]

Too lazy to heat up your own water, huh?

[She wasn't exactly thrilled at the thermal pools idea, so she figured she'd leave when they got there.]

[dominateartimus]

I'm not exactly fond of wasting my power on something trivial.

[He frowned slightly at her but decided to pick up the pace.]

But I can appreciate nature and its ability to produce a variety of things.

[abstinentzombie]

[She may not be in the greatest of mindsets at the moment, but San seemed even worse off. Mostly because his uncharacteristic behavior was throwing her off.]

Yeah, nature. You should've seen what the trees did to the buildings back home.

[dominateartimus]

Grow over them as if they never existed? I've seen it before.

[He turned on the path and decided to cut across the grass to reach his destination quicker.]

[abstinentzombie]

Yeah. That.

[Kloe stubbornly continued to follow him, and shuts up momentarily. And in order to avoid awkward silence, she decides to just. Say something.]

Is something up?

[dominateartimus]

Are you asking as if I'm up to something or am I taking that out of context?

[He shifted the clothes under his arm and rolled his shoulders.]

[abstinentzombie]

[And here Kloe felt minor irritation.]

I was trying to be personable.

[dominateartimus]

Since when have you cared about my well-being?

[He stopped in his steps and turned to face her.]

Last time I checked, you've told me several times to get lost. Although, I've noticed that you're using less and less violence against me.

[The blank expression remained where it was.]

[abstinentzombie]

[Kloed frowned.]

First of all, I only tell you to get lost when you act like an ass. Second of all, I'm not a violent person.

[She crossed her arms over her chest]

Thirdly, it's my job to give a shit about people.

[dominateartimus]

[He rolled his eyes and turned away from her, resuming his walking.]

If they're injured, which I'm not. I doubt you're a therapist either.

[abstinentzombie]

I'm not. That doesn't mean I can't ask about things.

[God knows she'd never be this considerate back home.]

[dominateartimus]

Funny how we've switched roles. I show interest, you brush me off and now that I'm not paying attention to you, you seem to be showing interest in me.

[A small smirk crept to his lips.]

[abstinentzombie]

[And then San made her regret following him.]

Not exactly.

[dominateartimus]

Then why are you still following me? Don't you have anything to do?

[abstinentzombie]

I don't have anything better to do.

[Seriously, she doesn't. Kloe had been struggling to find herself things to keep her occupied. She almost missed all the paperwork.]

[dominateartimus]

So, you're going to follow your neighbor to the thermal pools and watch him wash up?

[A small laugh escaped his lips.]

[abstinentzombie]

Don't get too excited. I'm not sticking around for that.

[dominateartimus]

I figured as much.

[He gave a small shrug and actually remained quiet.]

[abstinentzombie]

[Wow. He actually seemed legitimately disappointed.]

You never told me what's up with you. Just saying.