She's a stranger and yet not. Despite looking different, despite being from a different universe, the feeling is the same. The slight chill down his spine.
And the slight thrill that comes of being in her vicinity while still breathing.
He'd seen the other her more times than most people did, despite still being alive. The other version of her had been waiting there for him, close but not close enough, that last day of the Annihilation war.
'Better luck next time,' he'd said, blood in his mouth.
The ground under her feet especially gives it away. It's the same effect the other Death'd had on the Cancerverse.
He's probably one of few people here that actually does understand - Danny's not open with most about the "half-ghost" thing. But it makes sense, the way the squids couldn't stand Danny's touch. He'd hidden death in living flesh, and let her walk in among them.
His brain goes full nerd and he remembers something he read a long time ago.
'The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead. And the Dead keep it. The way is shut.'
"Okay, that's definitely our cue to leave," he says, hauling Danny up by the upper arm. "Run!"
You did not fuck around when one of the abstracts got involved.
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No, wait. He understands.
She's a stranger and yet not. Despite looking different, despite being from a different universe, the feeling is the same. The slight chill down his spine.
And the slight thrill that comes of being in her vicinity while still breathing.
He'd seen the other her more times than most people did, despite still being alive. The other version of her had been waiting there for him, close but not close enough, that last day of the Annihilation war.
'Better luck next time,' he'd said, blood in his mouth.
The ground under her feet especially gives it away. It's the same effect the other Death'd had on the Cancerverse.
He's probably one of few people here that actually does understand - Danny's not open with most about the "half-ghost" thing. But it makes sense, the way the squids couldn't stand Danny's touch. He'd hidden death in living flesh, and let her walk in among them.
His brain goes full nerd and he remembers something he read a long time ago.
'The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead. And the Dead keep it. The way is shut.'
"Okay, that's definitely our cue to leave," he says, hauling Danny up by the upper arm. "Run!"
You did not fuck around when one of the abstracts got involved.