►Private Thread; So a zombie and a Death God walk into a bar..

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[Well, not really a bar since it's just one of the random restaurants in the mall. A particularly empty one. Which actually makes it perfect for the topic of the upcoming discussion. Already been almost two months and it's still hard to hear certain people say his first name, let alone knowing about the whole Erebus thing. And there's still parts that even the boss doesn't know, and now having to sit down and speak to a literal god about it?

Well, not like anyone would ever tell past the poker face, but it's certainly unnerving as all hell. Nerves were shot just thinking about it... But it was expected. Inevitable someone would call him out, actually. Just gotta be thankful that this case is with someone who wouldn't need that much in-depth explanation to. Try and think of it as practice for the next time someone demands answers?

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Nope, still panicked. Fucking great. But at least there's a cup of coffee to drown away his paranoia with caffeine. It works well enough. Now where is that guy...]

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[greekreaper.livejournal.com]

"...I won't tell him. I keep my promises."

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... Thank you.

[greekreaper.livejournal.com]

"Mmn. You're welcome. I just don't want to be around if he finds out."

It will get ugly. Sorry bro, don't wanna be caught in another one of your fights.

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... I figured.

[And if it's to the point where HE'S admitting it'll be bad? Yeeeaaah, you don't wanna be there dude.]

[greekreaper.livejournal.com]

Nod nod.

"Thank you for understanding."

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Mn.

[Wow. So... so talkative. He's just lost in thought. Who else would tell him? Unless it's that damn fog god, in which case I do not fear legal charges of homicide.]