Partners in Reaping discussion

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Nerezza stood in the dorm room. He moved from foot to foot as his mind raced. He had been told to stay in the dorms room until he had met his partner, but the idea of standing still when he had better things to do made him annoyed. His face seemed engraved with a frowned of disapproval as he checked the clock again.

Des slowly opened the door to her new dorm. Apparently her partner was already here, and she wasn't partically looking forward to meeting him. She wasn't exactly social...or very nice. With the door out of the way, Des had a clear veiw of Nerezza. A sigh blew threw her parted lips. This would be fun...

Nerezza glared at Des. He walked up to her and examined her silently. "Name?" He asked bluntly after a moment of watching her.

"Des," she said before breezing past him, her body language clearly screaming she didn't care to have a conversation. She lazily threw her duffle bag of cloths onto one of the beds before going to look out the window. Nice view I guess... Des thought to herself.

Nerezza look softened and he continued to watch her. "What's your problem?" He asked, frowning.

Des glanced over her shoulder at him, her look suggesting that she was shocked he was still here. "I don't have much of a problem. Just don't partically enjoy others company," she said with a shrug.

Nerezza's face darkened again. "You know we're going to have to be working together. Nether of us have a chose but corporate with each other." He said before turning his back to her and walking over to the other bed.

"Don't worry, I'll corporate. Just don't expect a smile to be plastered on my face," Des said with a grunt.

Nerezza said nothing as he sat on the bed. He took something out of his pocket that looked like a kind of strange toy. He started to handle it and it seemed to morph to his hand.

Des watching Nerezza for a momment, a hint of curiosity shining in her smokey eyes. But she did't ask what it was, just went back to her duffle bag and began to unpack.

Nerezza glanced over to Des every once in a while. The thing wrapped around his arm and he leaned back on the bed. The navy thing climbed up to top of his fingers.

Des finally finshed unpacking. She closed the last drawer with a faint smile. Now that THATS out of the way, she thought to herself before turning back towards Nerezza. "So, whats your name?" she asked, meeting his eyes rather than look at the thing incasing his arm.

Nerezza thought about it for a while. "A 'name.' Name..." He considered the word for another moment. "Nerezza Chikai." He said as the thing started to float off of his hand and into the air.

"Hm," Des murmered with a nod before turning back around. Her eyes were trained on something far away, out the window. "So, that thing thats floating in the air right now...what is it?" she asked. Despite Des's natural rejection of conversation, curiosity won.

Nerezza grinned. "It's a very common little thing from my home. Most of us have 80hd, so we use these to help focus."

Des glanvced over her shoulder with a slight smirk, "Seems like more of a distraction to me."

Nerezza looked at her like she was insane. "Are you kidding me? It's the only thing that keeps me from killing people."

Is that really such a good thing? Des thought to herself, but quickly shook the whisper from her mind. "I guess if it works," she said with a light shrug.

Nerezza watched her for a moment before returning to his navy thing.

Des walked over to her bed and sat down. Within seconds she realized something dreadful. The beds were set up so they were parallel with the door. With a sigh she got up and started pushing her bed into the top left corner, turning it vertical. This way she could angle herself so she could see, despite her blind eye.

Nerezza frowned. "What on earth are you doing?" He stood up, walking over to her and grabbed her arm.

Des yanked her arm back, "Moving my bed," she said simply. Her blind eye wasn't exactly something she liked to talk about.

Nerezza glared at her. "What's wrong with where it was?" He asked.

"The problem is that I couldn't freakin see!" Des snapped at him viciously.

Nerezza looked taken a back. He moved his face closer to hers and looked at her eyes. "Which one?" He asked in a lighter tone.

"The right," she said tensley. Des hated people knowing her weakness.

Nerezza moved his hand up to her face and close to Des's right eye, but stopped, two inches away. He pulled away, his loose black hair swirling around as he turned back to his bed.

Des blinked a few times before plopping down on her bed. "By the way, tell anyone I'm half blind and your dead," she growled.

"Just as long as you don't tell anyone I have this." Nerezza said as he indicated the navy item.

Des shrugged, "It's not like I would have anyone to tell," she said.

Nerezza couldn't help but smirk slightly at the idea of a form of trust. "Do you want to touch it?" He asked as the navy thing formed a glove around one of his hands.

Des smiled slightly at him, "Yeah," she said before getting up and going closer.

Nerezza stood and walked to her. He held out his hand as the thing started to move to the tips of his fingers.

Des held her hand out hesitantly, not knowing what to expect.

The navy blue thing jumped onto her hand and formed a glove like mold around her skin. Nerezza smiled slightly, watching the thing as if entertained.

Des jumped slightly before laughing. The navy thing felt like a cool casting around her hand, but it also felt like it was constantly moving. She watched it in awe as it shaped to her hand as she moved it.

"You like it?" Nerezza asked, still smiling.

"Yeah," Des breathed out, mesmerized.

Nerezza moved slightly closer to her, in a non-aggressive way.

"I've never really seen something like this," Des said after a second. She hadn't noticed that Nerezza moved closer since he was mostly on her blind side.

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Nerezza moved behind her and hesitated. "It must only be invented in my home dentition."

"Guess so," she said with a small nod. The navy thing had begun to slowly crawl up her arm, giving Des a weird sensation.

He watched her from behind and then walked back to face her. Nerezza took a few steps back, examining her intently.

Des glanced up at him, a quizical look on her face. "What are you looking at?" she demanded, feeling uncomfortable.

Nerezza smirked. "Your pretty." He said reaching out to touch her hair. "But that would be expected if your the 'other me.'" He laughed.

Des rolled her eyes, "Creep," she said with a smile.