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[spelleton]

Catchall post for "fucked up sad dead ghosts" AU

This is a catchall for whatever we decide to do here since it's cleaner just to keep all threads in one post for easier reading and also sadness.

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[subconmodo]

[He's not entirely sure he believes that, but he wants to. He wants to more than words can express.

But Ekkehardt believes it, and he's here and for the first time in a long time he doesn't feel so alone.

He glances over, and a small smile appears.]

So you hereby agree to deal with anything I get up to from now through the rest of eternity?

[spelleton]

Oh, you can only speak in contracts now? [ His voice is teasing. ] It's not as if you'd need to bind me to your service.

But yes, of course I agree. I hope this isn't going to be a contract that requires signing, because I don't know if I remember how to write. [ It's half a joke and half him not having tested it out yet so he really doesn't know.

Eternity is a long time, certainly. But he doesn't mind at all. ]

[subconmodo]

[He's gotta get use out of this law degree somehow]

We'll just make it a verbal agreement this time. I'm out of ink anyway.

Hope you don't mind if I make you work for this agreement, because oh boy do I intend to!

[spelleton]

This time? [ His amusement is clear. ] All you need to get me to agree to things is ask, you know that. You already have the advantage there.

[ He huffs a laugh. Some things really don't change, and he can't keep the relief out of his voice, that little undertone of guilt that goes along with it, at that realisation.

It had been his fault, dying. It only follows that leaving Avery alone all this time, worse than leaving him alone - being there but not being present, just another representation of everything he'd lost - is his fault, too. ]

You say that like you don't already make me work for everything, Avery. [ If his hair wasn't already white, Avery would have turned it white from stress. ]

[subconmodo]

[That earns a laugh, his head held high and his nose in the air]

Gotta make you work for it, Ekke. Make sure you get that sense of pride and accomplishment! That's what friends are for.

[It feels good to talk to another person again--one he doesn't intend to kill later. It almost makes Avery feel a little more... human.

Just a little.]