@ Marshall.

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poorunfortunatesoulslinger:

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poorunfortunatesoulslinger:

“Human flesh, ey? Can’t say I’m surprised. Wouldn’t it be cannibalism if you ate sweets? I imagine it’s not all you can eat, though as said,” she smirked. “I wasn’t expecting you to say gumdrops and rainbow pops.”

Marshall laughs enthusiastically. “You haven’t the slightest idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that.” He chuckles lightly. “Of course, flesh is not the only thing I can eat. I just get a little crazy when I go on to long without it.” He looks thoughtful. “As for what I like to drink. I really favor that human drink Dr. Pepper. Especially the cherry kind.” He taps his chin. “I live in Chokolate’s house with him… People I hold close are really anyone willing to befriend me.” He smiles softly.

“Chokolate? Is he another confection of your type? With a name like that it seems so.”

He laughs softly. “It would seem that way. He’s actually a human, who has a taste for human flesh also.” Marshall’s gaze softens. “I love him…”

Morigan glanced up when he said that last line. The look on his face said it was just that. He loved this boy he spoke of warmly. Morrigan grinned and nodded. “A common interest, correct?,” a light chuckle. “I find that charming. You’re not afraid to show such love, and that’s a good feature. Never hide what’s not wrong.”

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Her little brother has attacked her before, and yet he’s the person she’s most likely to protect. She would take the blame for his actions, take the death sentence for him, and still call him baby brother. She would try to spend his murderous rampage trying to calm him down. In the long run, some people suspect that his white haired mood will be the very things that kills her.

@ Marshall.

xxmarshallmellowxx:

poorunfortunatesoulslinger:

“Human flesh, ey? Can’t say I’m surprised. Wouldn’t it be cannibalism if you ate sweets? I imagine it’s not all you can eat, though as said,” she smirked. “I wasn’t expecting you to say gumdrops and rainbow pops.”

Marshall laughs enthusiastically. “You haven’t the slightest idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that.” He chuckles lightly. “Of course, flesh is not the only thing I can eat. I just get a little crazy when I go on to long without it.” He looks thoughtful. “As for what I like to drink. I really favor that human drink Dr. Pepper. Especially the cherry kind.” He taps his chin. “I live in Chokolate’s house with him… People I hold close are really anyone willing to befriend me.” He smiles softly.

“Chokolate? Is he another confection of your type? With a name like that it seems so.”

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“Morrigan, are you being a dirty little rule breaker?”

“O, fuck off.” She gave Angel a small scowl.

@ Marshall.

xxmarshallmellowxx:

poorunfortunatesoulslinger:

“Because you are. I’ve never had such a honor as to meet a confection that could speak before. Tell me some things about you. Your favorite things to eat or drink, if you can, your living quarters, and anyone you hold close.” She wiped the powder off her fingers and tucked her own long black hair back.

Marshall chuckles once again. “Really? You flatter me.” He suddenly looks defensive. “Well… My favorite thing to eat is… Human flesh.” He watches her expression intently. Afraid she will run from him screaming, though he has a feeling she won’t.

“Human flesh, ey? Can’t say I’m surprised. Wouldn’t it be cannibalism if you ate sweets? I imagine it’s not all you can eat, though as said,” she smirked. “I wasn’t expecting you to say gumdrops and rainbow pops.”

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@ Marshall.

xxmarshallmellowxx:

poorunfortunatesoulslinger:

“For the most part. Part mermaid. My mother was a sea witch and when I enter the water I can have a fin. The key word is can. I can pick weather or not to swim with the tail. I find it more amusing not to, though I use it if I intend to stay for long periods.” She reached out, but drew her hand back quickly. She took a deep breath and gently combed her fingers through his snow white hair and grinned. “How interesting.”

“Hn. That’s pretty neat.” Marshall smiles as she runs her hand through his hair, watching as the color of it coats her fingers lightly. He chuckles. “I get that a lot.”

“Because you are. I’ve never had such a honor as to meet a confection that could speak before. Tell me some things about you. Your favorite things to eat or drink, if you can, your living quarters, and anyone you hold close.” She wiped the powder off her fingers and tucked her own long black hair back.

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