it's such a warm and welcoming embrace that she almost cries again, almost, but instead she just beams so bright and throws her arms around him like she doesn't want to let go]
[her own squealing laughter meets his as she's spun around, and she's just made of giggles as she hears his resounding voice. ah, she missed that. she did.
she's also not going to talk about the dead thing until he is.]
Лучше. Better now.
Missed you, happy to see you again. No matter what.
[regardless of the situation, there's no way she couldn't be happy at reuniting with him]
Okay - I will make as many as you want. Помощь! Please help me too.
[and she'll make a vague gesture to the mask on her face, which naturally coordinates perfectly with her dress because we're gonna timey wimey this for BACKSTORY]
[He gets a bit...uncomfortable, somehow, at the gesture to her own mask, probably self-conscious of his own, which just consists of half of the thing, a big wing that covers half of his face. It's black, the feathers tinged with gold. He's wearing this dark ensemble, though his collar is open all the way down at least to his collarbone.]
You know, the clothes they give us ain't half bad, here.
[ . . . whoa - it makes anya blink a little bit, and she automatically reaches a hand up as if to touch - but she refrains from actually making contact just making a circling gesture with her finger to indicate his mask]
It is turning white...?
Mammon has very special mask... Больше? Will you tell Anya more about it?
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it's such a warm and welcoming embrace that she almost cries again, almost, but instead she just beams so bright and throws her arms around him like she doesn't want to let go]
Greatest Mammon!!
[he's really here....]
Найти тебя. I was looking for you....
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That's me! The Greatest Mammon there is!!
[He gives her a grin, but...ah. Well, it wasn't quite like just meeting someone after a while. They were both dead.]
[Somehow, he doesn't want to talk about that quite yet.]
Here I am. [You found him!] How are ya...?
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she's also not going to talk about the dead thing until he is.]
Лучше. Better now.
Missed you, happy to see you again. No matter what.
[regardless of the situation, there's no way she couldn't be happy at reuniting with him]
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[Ahahaha not many people around, actually. He puts her down onto the ground.]
...Hey. I have an idea! How 'bout we go make some cookies! I feel like I haven't had 'em in ages! Let's go!
[And away from this creepy graveyard that totally isn't reminding them of their situation.]
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Okay. More credit card cookies? Just like your Goldie.
[but she'll go with the idea, because she's 100% not going to talk about being dead until he starts]
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[Though he doesn't have Goldie anymore noooooooooooooooooooo]
But I was talkin' like any kind of cookie! Let's go to the kitchen! I wanna eat a lot of them!
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Okay - I will make as many as you want. Помощь! Please help me too.
[and she'll make a vague gesture to the mask on her face, which naturally coordinates perfectly with her dress because we're gonna timey wimey this for BACKSTORY]
Very fancy baking party.
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[He gets a bit...uncomfortable, somehow, at the gesture to her own mask, probably self-conscious of his own, which just consists of half of the thing, a big wing that covers half of his face. It's black, the feathers tinged with gold. He's wearing this dark ensemble, though his collar is open all the way down at least to his collarbone.]
You know, the clothes they give us ain't half bad, here.
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[but she'll take his arm to link up with hers as they take their very fancy party to the kitchen]
Mask is because.. you are demon? Do you not like it?
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[thanks, obey me]
[He goes along with her, his lips pursed as he tries to figure out what to say.]
Ah, it's not that. [He shakes his head.] I mean, it's a bit uncomfortable, but its not like it doesn't go against who I am, really...
[Even as he speaks, though, the mask slowly starts changing color - bleaching itself into a pale white.]
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It is turning white...?
Mammon has very special mask... Больше? Will you tell Anya more about it?
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[HE CAN'T SEE IT, OF COURSE]
It's n-not like I chose this mask! [BAKA] I don't get who would give me somethin' like this!!
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[she tilts her head]
Эмоции? Does it change color with your emotion?
[you know like
a mood mask]
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[It sure is a nice white wing on his face, now. Look, it has gold tips, too!]
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[she still thinks it's a very fashionable mask]
Mammon is always golden?
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Hey, I'm the Avatar of Greed, "gold" is practically my middle name!
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[she just
tried to smash it all together]
But if greed... why not give you whole mask?
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[Hm.]
Well, it's cause who I was. [The mask starts to darken again.] Not who I am now.
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don't mind her if she looks a little worried]
... mm? Какая? What do you mean?
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Ah. [It just feels weird to talk about it.] I wasn't always a demon, Anya.
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she tilts her head at that]
Eh? [guess who had no clue] Then... human? Or... angel?
[she's not super into religion or anything but angels and demons tends to go hand in hand right]
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The last one.
[His face is serious.]
I fell, though.
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but she'll try anyway.]
... Как? How? Did it hurt?
[she's heard the 'did it hurt when you fell from heaven' pick up line enough times but listen it seems relevant right now]
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[He's a demon now, anyways. That's all stuff of the past.]
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... Mm. You do not miss it? Лучше подойдет? Are you happy like this now?
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