Dead Character Lounge

MATT DAMON

'And you're also an idiot. My idiot.' she smiled at him, wrapping her other arm around his waist and pulling him closer.

He didn't think about it, he just did it. He leaned down and kissed her.

He pulled away when he realized that she wasn't into it.

she is...im just assuming you'd feel different when you're dead.

'Ahriman.. it feels different, but it isn't bad.' a confused look crossed her face, tugging on his arm.

"Hm..." He thought about it and then leaned down and kissed her again.

"So, what?" he asked, upset that she stopped kissing him long enough to talk.

"Nope. Not a bit." He smiled and kissed her back. He missed the feel of her lips against his, her body (though it was a bit different) against his.

"No, you forgot to mention that." He smirked.

OOC gtg. night. You need to go to bed too missy.

.... i was about to say 'it's only 1am'
wow.

'Well I do, i've missed that smirk of yours, believe it or not.' she chuckled, seeming so much more gentle than she had been when she was alive. Less... troubled and angry.

It might drive Ahriman away, but it didn't matter, she was at peace.

He was sitting very stone like on a chair, refusing to look down at what was happening. He couldn't bear the sight of Mer. He knew that his death was the final blow to her.

'She's really beat up, isn't she..?' Sydnay had been peering down, cringing. 'I guess spirit isn't indomnitable after all.'

'I wish i could do something, i wish i could do anyhing..' Bryn mumbled, pacing in front of Tide and frowning to himself. He'd been planning futile ideas for days now.

"Are you honestly surprised that she finally broke? Everyone she loves is either dead or left her." He shook his head. "I shouldn't have died. What the hell happened?"

He decided to take the reigns for the conversation, letting Sydnay reach out uselessly to her living sister, pain written on her face.

Speaking in a factual voice, he recalled what he'd seen.
'You're aware of Donia, yes? She cast the severing charm on your broom, splitting it cleanly in half. You couldn't have stood a chance. She's one of the DE.'

'Bitch.' Sydnay added, scowling.

"Donia... did this?" He couldn't believe the words coming out of Bryn's mouth. "But, I thought she was my friend."

'She's a brilliant actress, i'll give her that, but she's gonna slip anyhow.' Sydnay made a small motion, showing Tide the scene from an outside perspective.

Including his own death.

'Sorry, it was definitely her, see her figure waver against the stands? she was using a hiding charm.' She pointed to Donia's silhouette in this image.

"She killed me, that bitch. Why would she do that? What did I do to her?"

'You're a blood traitor.' they spoke in unison, clearly pointing out Donia's intentions at the same time. It was eery how the dead became so in tune to each other, especially people as close as Sydnay and Bryn.

"Because I wasn't a stupid Death Eater, even though I have a mark? That's a lame reason to kill someone."

'Well Donia leads a pathetic life-'
'-one without love and little hope of redemption.' Bryn finished for the girl, smiling at Tide. He found a small pleasure in the chance of freaking the boy out.

"Can't believe I trusted her." He shook his head again and chanced a look down at Mer. She looked terrible. "I lost Mer because of it."

'Don't beat yourself up about it, I would've trusted her too.' she was watching Donia again, who was simply researching from a spellbook.

'What happened wasn't your fault Tide.' Bryn stated calmly, puttng a hand on the boy's shoulder. 'You couldn't have known.'