[Fic] Exactly Where I Want Him
Suki knew in theory that she had two Callings, and that there ought to have been more of a struggle to not do what she was doing now. After all, she had gone into this man's hospital room when he had gotten sick, and admitted what she had known for two or three weeks: he had terminal cancer, and he was going to die very soon. He was a religious man, good old whatshisname, and he believed her when she said she was an angel. It helped that she came in looking as innocent as possible, and that at the first moment possible, she had let out her wings. The wings always were pretty convincing when it came to having humans believe you were an angel.
It was a miracle and a half she could even get INTO the room, seeing as she was not a relative of whatshisname in any fashion, and that she had pretty much bluffed her way in. She guessed that having sex with the receptionist who made the visitor decisions was a good idea to make, and she could count on him to repeat such a process if it became necessary. Hopefully it wasn't going to. Hopefully whatshisname would just die as quickly as possible and leave her to go back go her life. It wasn't fair--she just had to get through angel territory as quickly as possible. She was NEVER in angel form if she could help it. It was too dangerous--one moment she could be tromping around, undetectable to anyone but a First, and the next moment you could be glancing up at the face of some random mundane human and get stuck stalking him for two weeks while the tumor in his lungs (tumors at this point, but that was a detail she wasn't particularly concerned with) grew and then finally started killing him. She wouldn't have gone around looking at people if she was a real Angel of Death--she would have known better. But it was supposed to have been for five minutes, and what were the odds that she was going to find the person she had to help die, especially since she was an angel dealing in natural death? But no, just her luck. The universe decided to shit on her and here she was again. She had to be with him when she died, or it might actually kill her. Her angel calling had never been stronger than at this moment, and she was worried about what would happen if she was in demon form while it happened.
Her angel half, however, sensed that they had a little time, and why not use that time for some fun? Suki didn't see what the big deal was. So as soon as whatshisface was asleep, she checked to make sure that there wasn't a doctor coming and quickly changed forms. Everything hurt for a blinding second, and then she was back in the skin she knew so well. Sighing, she adjusted herself and glanced out the door again--no one coming. Time to have some fun.
She sat back in one of the plastic chairs against the wall, propped her feet up on the bed by whatshisname's left hand and went to work. Nothing but regrets in a brain like his, knowing that he was dying and all. Regrets and fear. A small smile spread across Suki's face as she dug a little deeper. Everyone's afraid of death, after all. So many uncertainties. That's not what she wanted. What she wanted was the nightmare that plagued him as a child, the secret darkness that bit at the back of his head. Speak of the devil and he shall come forth.
The nightmare started, and Suki sat back and watched as beads of sweat formed on whatshisname's forehead. There was a vague protest in the back of her brain--you can't do this, you're supposed to help him sort of thing, but her demon half had always been stronger and those thoughts were easily quashed as she focused on the nightmare. Whatshisname flailed violently against an unseen opponent, then woke up from his nightmare with a gasp.
Suki immediately loosened her grip in his nightmare and tried to put a concerned look on her face. "Are you all right?" she asked worriedly. "I was just about to call a doctor."
Whathisface seemed confused about who she was for a moment--illness will do that to you--but things came together for him and his face cleared. "I... had a nightmare," he said slowly. "I haven't had one like that... since I was a kid."
"Tell me about it." She leaned in, pulling her feet off the bed and putting her hand on top of his. He reacted to the heat coming from her skin, but she didn't let the mask of concern slip from her face.
"It was just... a nightmare I've had since I was a kid. There's this monster--"
Suki was never one to wait for a story to be finished if she already knew it. "And it looked like this." Her powers pounded back into his head and there was the monster from his dreams, standing in the corner leering at him. Whathisname gasped and fell back against the pillows, squeezing his eyes shut but Suki knew that wasn't going to be helpful at all. She knew that she had him exactly where she wanted him, and the fear was coming off him in waves, fueling his own nightmare without her needing to help him too much. The angel in her was screaming now, telling her the time was soon, the time was soon, she had to switch now, but she just sat back for a moment and took it all in.
This was exactly as it should have been.
Muse: Suzuki Suki
Word count: 968 words
Prompt: I'm a maneater, but you're still surprised when I eat you for allfireburns
It was a miracle and a half she could even get INTO the room, seeing as she was not a relative of whatshisname in any fashion, and that she had pretty much bluffed her way in. She guessed that having sex with the receptionist who made the visitor decisions was a good idea to make, and she could count on him to repeat such a process if it became necessary. Hopefully it wasn't going to. Hopefully whatshisname would just die as quickly as possible and leave her to go back go her life. It wasn't fair--she just had to get through angel territory as quickly as possible. She was NEVER in angel form if she could help it. It was too dangerous--one moment she could be tromping around, undetectable to anyone but a First, and the next moment you could be glancing up at the face of some random mundane human and get stuck stalking him for two weeks while the tumor in his lungs (tumors at this point, but that was a detail she wasn't particularly concerned with) grew and then finally started killing him. She wouldn't have gone around looking at people if she was a real Angel of Death--she would have known better. But it was supposed to have been for five minutes, and what were the odds that she was going to find the person she had to help die, especially since she was an angel dealing in natural death? But no, just her luck. The universe decided to shit on her and here she was again. She had to be with him when she died, or it might actually kill her. Her angel calling had never been stronger than at this moment, and she was worried about what would happen if she was in demon form while it happened.
Her angel half, however, sensed that they had a little time, and why not use that time for some fun? Suki didn't see what the big deal was. So as soon as whatshisface was asleep, she checked to make sure that there wasn't a doctor coming and quickly changed forms. Everything hurt for a blinding second, and then she was back in the skin she knew so well. Sighing, she adjusted herself and glanced out the door again--no one coming. Time to have some fun.
She sat back in one of the plastic chairs against the wall, propped her feet up on the bed by whatshisname's left hand and went to work. Nothing but regrets in a brain like his, knowing that he was dying and all. Regrets and fear. A small smile spread across Suki's face as she dug a little deeper. Everyone's afraid of death, after all. So many uncertainties. That's not what she wanted. What she wanted was the nightmare that plagued him as a child, the secret darkness that bit at the back of his head. Speak of the devil and he shall come forth.
The nightmare started, and Suki sat back and watched as beads of sweat formed on whatshisname's forehead. There was a vague protest in the back of her brain--you can't do this, you're supposed to help him sort of thing, but her demon half had always been stronger and those thoughts were easily quashed as she focused on the nightmare. Whatshisname flailed violently against an unseen opponent, then woke up from his nightmare with a gasp.
Suki immediately loosened her grip in his nightmare and tried to put a concerned look on her face. "Are you all right?" she asked worriedly. "I was just about to call a doctor."
Whathisface seemed confused about who she was for a moment--illness will do that to you--but things came together for him and his face cleared. "I... had a nightmare," he said slowly. "I haven't had one like that... since I was a kid."
"Tell me about it." She leaned in, pulling her feet off the bed and putting her hand on top of his. He reacted to the heat coming from her skin, but she didn't let the mask of concern slip from her face.
"It was just... a nightmare I've had since I was a kid. There's this monster--"
Suki was never one to wait for a story to be finished if she already knew it. "And it looked like this." Her powers pounded back into his head and there was the monster from his dreams, standing in the corner leering at him. Whathisname gasped and fell back against the pillows, squeezing his eyes shut but Suki knew that wasn't going to be helpful at all. She knew that she had him exactly where she wanted him, and the fear was coming off him in waves, fueling his own nightmare without her needing to help him too much. The angel in her was screaming now, telling her the time was soon, the time was soon, she had to switch now, but she just sat back for a moment and took it all in.
This was exactly as it should have been.
Muse: Suzuki Suki
Word count: 968 words
Prompt: I'm a maneater, but you're still surprised when I eat you for allfireburns