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Post by Eros on May 26, 2015 5:44:04 GMT
 | | Eros had come to the conclusion that his living arrangement was ridiculous. Especially if he was partially sharing this basement with his friend. It needed furniture, and a really good cleaning. So that's what the heartless had set out to do this afternoon.
He wasn't sure when Milo was going to get back, or where he even went for that matter. But one thing was for certain, he wanted to at least get the heavy lifting done. Eros didn't even have to leave the building to furniture shop. He just, went upstairs to the abandoned business suite and dragged the old leather furniture down to the basement. He managed to get two chairs and an old couch.
He was pondering whether or not he should go back for the desks.
He shoved all the empty boxes into one of the storage rooms, and set everything up as neatly as he could imagine. The old black couch needed some definite TLC. Fixing up the leather shouldn't be too hard. The heartless had fixed up his jacket before, and had a little kit. How much harder could a couch be?
The chairs were worn, but besides that they were fine. His mattress was an eyesore, so he scooted it behind where the couch would be. At least now, with a couch they didn't have to worry about who was going to use the bed. So far so good.
Eros wiped his brow and fell back into one of the chairs. He was impressed with himself, as well as excited to see what Milo would think... Where could he be? He was always off doing something... Maybe he should ask what he does for a living. What could it hurt?
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Post by Milo on May 26, 2015 21:54:16 GMT
 Darkness lingers
even in my heart
For it is so dark
Such a heartless heart
Walking along the back streets of Twilight town, Milo whistles a happy toon. He is quite impressed with how much he has managed to accomplish so far. In some ways it doesnt seem like much, the biggest thing he has done is getting his keyblade, and of course all the new tricks and spells that he has learned along the way. But still that is something to be impressed about. A heartless with a keyblade! That is not something you see everyday. Milo shakes his head, a small chuckle rising in his throat. But at the same time he feels his stomach rumble, he has yet to eat today, and it was starting to get late. He really should start looking for a way to make money. Being the right hand man of one of the most powerful heartless is a fulfilling job, but it didnt really like his pockets that well, or at all. Rounding the corner, he trots down the stares to the little home that he had started sharing with Eros. He had never really asked if he could stay here, it just kind of happened. Thankfully Eros didnt seem to mind. As he opens the door he is taken by surprise for a second, Eros seemed to have been working hard today. There was new furniture about and everything. He smiles and looks up and Eros, "Its looks nice, you must have been working hard today." He chuckles as he walks in the door. « tag: Eros // notes: // Words: 248 » |
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Post by Eros on May 27, 2015 0:32:45 GMT
| | Eros hopped up from his seat at the sound of the familiar voice. It's almost like magic, think of Milo and he appears. The heartless glanced around and smiled sheepishly. He really had been working hard. He definitely didn't expect Milo to realize it much. Let alone mention it. It was nice though. Eros wasn't quite sure how to react, so he nodded in thanks before glancing over at the couch.
“I figured you could use a place to sleep.”
That was the main reason he got the couch too. The chairs were a necessity, but the couch was a last minute decision. He was tired of the bed limbo. He definitely needed more furniture... Maybe find a way to fix up the weird prison-esque bathroom. Though that could all be done in time. Right now Eros's mind was on Milo. Curious as to what he had been up to, not only today, but lately.
He hadn't spoken much about anything. In fact, neither of them had said much on their recent going-ons. The heartless was still curious about that weird dream Milo had recently. Eros also had to mention the girl he met in that other world. He figured Milo might be interested in hearing about his adventure. So Eros put on a casual smile.
“What have you been up to?”
Eros couldn't help but feel a little odd...This whole situation sounded way too domestic for a couple of heartless. Maybe he was over analyzing it all. Though Eros had definitely made this place into more of a home. He himself was feeling a bit more comfortable, that he ditched his jacket and gloves.
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Post by Milo on May 28, 2015 18:55:02 GMT
Darkness lingers
even in my heart
For it is so dark
Such a heartless heart
Milo smiles, he was quite happy with the fact Eros had been thinking about him. It truly felt weird though. At the same time it felt nice to be thought of. Walking over he sits down on the couch that Eros had managed to bring in, he wasn't even 100% sure on how he had done that on his own. "Well this and that." That was how he normally responded, and generally didn't go into further detail. but he was feeling really good today. Well other then the rumbling from his stomach, but he could ignore that easily. With a smile Milo flashes his teeth. "Well a little more of this." Extending his hand darkness swirls for a second, as soon his beautiful keyblade is summoned. "Then that." Milo beams with pride other what he managed to do. « tag: Eros // notes: // Words: 138 » |
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Post by Eros on Jun 2, 2015 8:24:08 GMT
| | Eros's eyes widened. Was that a? One of those scary key weapon things? When did Milo get one? Eros always figured only somebodies could wield one. Mostly because that was all the heartless had ever seen. He was beyond curious as to just how he got his hands on it. Though at the same time, there was a fear in the way he looked at the keyblade.
They were strong and dangerous. It was a power he didn't think it would be wise to mess with. But his curiosity was begging him to touch it. Feel the smooth metal. Eros stepped over, wary at first. Getting down on his knees he closed the distance and further inspected Milo's new weapon.
“Is it...Is it real?”
He asked, looking up from the weapon to his friend. Crimson eyes full of a childlike curiosity. He lightly placed a finger on one of the sharp bits. It was a very strange looking weapon the more he inspected it. It wasn't cold, more or less room temperature. He was amazed at himself not only for giving in and touching it. But, for touching it without his gloves.
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Post by Milo on Jun 5, 2015 1:31:50 GMT
Darkness lingers
even in my heart
For it is so dark
Such a heartless heart
Eros's reaction was just what Milo thought it was going to be. Amazement, with a tinge of fear. Naturally Heartless feared Keyblades, there power to destroy us better then any weapon someone could wield. But now Milo has that power, he no longer has to fear it like all of his other brethren do. As he watches Eros start to touch Echo, that was the name that it whispered to him when he had first gained it. But then he remembers something else that he had learned. Keybladers can pass on there keyblades to others. All it has to take is for another to touch the keyblade, Milo can nudge it to like him or if it likes him on its own it could do all the work for me. He wasn't going to say it, but he was going to do something that he only really just now thought about. He was going to have it so, if something where to happen to him, Echo would help protect Eros. Milo holds out Echo for Eros, for him to take it in his hands. Eros was quickly becoming like a brother to Milo. Without a word letting him into his home. It was going to repay him.
"Take it, it feels strange doesnt it? strong."« tag: Eros // notes: // Words: 215 » |
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Post by Eros on Jun 10, 2015 9:37:52 GMT
| | Eros stared at the keyblade for a second, before his red eyes flicked to Milo. Take it? He'd let him hold something like this? He seemed so proud of this new found weapon. This new, strong weapon. He was nervous about it at first. What if it hurt him if he held it?
No, it wouldn't hurt him. Milo wouldn't put him in that sort of situation. They were friends. In fact, he was the only person Eros really considered one. One of the only people he had ever let into his own personal bubble. Eros trusted him. Completely.
The heartless reached out and held the blade for a moment. It was heavy, and rather shiny in the light. He looked it up and down, turning it slowly. It was rather nice. The primary colors were very nice, and the curve was reminiscent of a katana.
“It does....The grip is nice, same with the curve. Have you used it yet?”
He gently gave it back to Milo, a soft smile on his face. Eros was very impressed with it. He was also still very curious as to what the other heartless had to do to obtain such a thing. He stepped over to a chair and sat down, cocking his head to the side.
“How did you get it?"
His eyes glanced from the keyblade to Milo. He was more relaxed then before now, and it showed in his curious expression and body language.
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Post by Milo on Jun 11, 2015 23:05:17 GMT
Darkness lingers
even in my heart
For it is so dark
Such a heartless heart
Milo frowns as he watches Eros take hold of the keyblade. He could feel it more then anything, but there where the sounds of whispering Echos that held firm that answer. Echo didn't like Eros enough to okay the ritual. Milo wasn't every happy about that, but he would not try and force the keyblade to do as he wished. That would be far to dangerous for Eros, and if he was really unlucky maybe the Keyblade would try and reject him after that. He didnt know, but he also didnt want to find out. At least not at the moment. As Milo takes Echo back a smile takes place on his face before Eros can have seen the frown. He spins it around a second and it disappears in a wisp of darkness. He sits down across from Eros. "A few times, mostly practice. But he is simply amazing to wield." He had not mean to call his keyblade a he but it seemed to fit so why not.
"remember the strange dream I had? That was how I earned it. It was hard but worth it." Milo smiles, then tilts his own head. "Enough about me, what have you been up to lately?"« tag: Eros // notes: // Words: 205 » |
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