To say he was outraged would be putting it mildly. So, because Tooth was a Guardian she thought her duties were more important than his? That she could tell him what to do? She knew nothing of nightmares, nothing of his duties, yet she thought she could ask for him to leave. Preposterous.
A brief flash of disgust crossed his features, but was quickly concealed behind the mask of a fake smile. His hands joined in front of him and he leant towards her. “Toothiana, Toothiana. I think you are missing the point entirely. What would you think if I told you to leave this child alone and get your teeth from another one who hasn’t lost them yet?”
“It would be nonsense, wouldn’t it?”
“Then why tell me why do I have to bend my duties for such a silly request.”
♦} She really hated this, just all of this, her lips formed into a frown. Would a child ever want to be afraid? To have nightmares? What angered her so much was that his nightmares were tormenting these children from above there pillows. Just where she so lovingly left gifts to cheer them up and make them look forward for a new day, he destroys it all with all this…fear.
♦} The sight of sweat-drenched children tossing in her sleep wrenched at her heart endlessly. She loved to watch them sleep…peacefully. They deserved rest and good dreams not this. Still he called it his duty. Well then what kind of duty was this!? To instill fear in children’s hearts! It was so…cruel!! Why did he have to be like this? Was he even to blame? Toothiana felt crushed. She didn’t have much fighting spirit left. Her eyes were a little watery as she tried to keep a strong facade. Why did they just have to run into each other?
♦} Her gaze towards him remained undisturbed. Letting out a semi-tired and frustrated sigh, she made up her mind. “I won’t just watch you hurt this child, my duty is to protect. If you are going to do yours, so will I.” He stretched an arm across to block his path from his victim.
|sophie-bennettt-deactivated2013 said: "Tooth!"|
♦ “Sophie!” She spread her arms wide while flying to the teen, scooping her up in an airborne hug.
He stared at her, eyebrow rised. Well? Why wasn’t se leaving already? He tilted his head in the direction of the window, a frown on his face.
Oh no. No, absolutely. She wanted him to leave as well? Did she know he was the Boogeyman, bringer of Nightmares? He had a job to do. “I hope you do not expect me to leave without giving the child at least a little nightmare.” He could come to retrieve the boy later, when she was gone, but this was a matter of principle.
Tooth looked down at the bottom of his robe, where his feet were.Not a step. So he had no plans to move until it was done.
"I’m afraid that was what I was expecting", she answered him properly. Really now? Not this child. How about not any child. Why bring him fear when there was a reward waiting for them under their pillow? It would spoil all the good intentions.
"Pitch, why don’t you just leave? You and your nightmares." Well it sounded cruel but she was being specific, she didn’t want any of his fearlings doing anything behind her back. Tooth wasn’t asking him to disappear or get lost, just leave. Leave this room and leave the child alone. "I won’t bother you if you don’t bother this child." She extended an arm toward the young boy, earnest lavender eyes glittering in the dark.
Lily was happy to see her friend excitedly fly through her bookshelves. Some of the books had started to fly around, glad to see visitors. “Now, boys, please. Go back to your place!” She ordered, smiling playfully at them. With a flutter of pages, the books went back grumpily to their own bookshelf. The guardian started to float, joining Tooth. “Well, I have your usual book about teeth!” She exclaimed happily.
It never came to mind before but they were boys? Oh well, perhaps it was just Lily’s way of addressing them. She waved at them goodbye…if they could even see?
Everything was organized, properly in place and sorted accordingly, reminiscent of how her own place worked as well. The fairy really thought that her friend was doing well, impressive, in fact.
"Oh, would you mind if I could have that one?", she leaned toward her friend eagerly. Anything about teeth was worth reading about, even if she did know most everything about them.
He shrugged and crossed his arms on his chest in an almost defensive pose, if not for the fact that his back was straight and his expression was one of defiance.
“I could say the same, Toothiana. When did you start working on the field again?” His tone was business-like and a little bit derisive, just like usual, but his quick looks to the door of the bedroom and the sleeping child betrayed some apprehension. He needed to deal with this quickly if he wanted to go back to his lair and then return to his nightly rounds again.
“Let me guess: was it when I stole all of your precious fairies? That time has passed, you know. You can go back to directing their work from afar. It’s much more comfortable.” For him, at least.
Immediately, she was on guard. So, she was just as displeased to see him as he was to her. Great. She glared at him with clenched fists at her sides.
"Same to you," she mimicked his words. Their eyes lock. She would leave if Pitch did. She hoped that he would get that hint and they could be done with. If anything, they had to get out of the room.
Malach shakes her head, remaining where she stands. “Not yet. He’ll be sleeping a few more hours.” Though she generally prefers not to state a mortal’s scheduled time of death, Tooth seems to be waiting for something, and the Reaper knows she’s busy. She muses offhandedly, “Don’t worry about him. Some peaceful sleep, and then no more fear, no more pain. It’s better this way.” She realizes that it might be kind of pointless to try to rationalize it to someone who cares for the mortals so much, but she had to say something; the mournful air coming off the Fairy is almost palpable.
She relaxes her shoulders and sighs. But still it hurt. To know that he’d be gone. There’s nothing she can do and there’s nothing that should be done. Was it really better this way? Tooth strokes the child’s forehead lovingly.
"So…" Her purple eyes and shiny feathers contrasted to the pale surroundings, but there was a dimness in her usually hopeful eyes. The fairy bowed lightly, showing respect to an elder "immortal". "Haven’t seen you in a while." If it were any other person, or spirit, there would have been a “how have you been?” somewhere in between. But for the bringer of death, it wasn’t a good question to ask. She managed a small smile, at least.
|sophie-bennettt-deactivated2013 said: (WAAAAA ADORBSSSSS /DIES/) "R-really?!" Her face goes entirely red. "W-wow...." she smiles, holding Tooth's hand. "Of course! Not too much candy~ I'll make sure to floss!"|
Giving a small laugh, she pats the teen’s head lightly. “Great! Where do you want to fly to? Or do you prefer walking?” Tooth hovers down, nearly touching the ground with her feathered feet. Sophie wasn’t a child that she could cradle in her arms anymore, no matter how much she missed that.
((I LOVE YOUR SOPHIE.
Sorry this is late.))