Mimora wielded on Death catching a glimpse of the outside hallway. She spotted a shadow entering another room. Then a shadow following a man on a gurney being rushed down the hall. "What is that?" She floated to the entrance of the room.
Death exhaled releasing a stream of smoke. "Me..."
Mimora looked around then back at him. "All of them?"
"Working always," Death replied.
"Even now? In this instance!?" Mimora went to the middle of the doorway ready to flee.
"It is not your time."
Mimora's lips trembled. "When is my time."
"It is painful to watch. One cannot intervene even if they so wish." Death released more smoke, filling the room.
Mimora lost track of everything in the room all she could see was white clouds. "Hey, what are you doing!" Mimora tried to clear the smoke out.
Death shrugged before speaking. "Fast-forwarding time."
"Stop it leave me see Railey!" She screamed into the smoke. Mimora tried reaching out to grab him. She only managed to grasp air. After struggling for a few minutes, she grabbed onto something hard. Her eyes focused, and death was right in front of her. "yeep," Mimora yelped in surprise. A long drawn out beeping sound began. Doctors started rushing into the room." What is that? What does that mean!?"
Death shrugged," I Have no idea. I do not understand fae or human medicine."
"What do you understand then?" Mimora threw her hands up in the air.
" ... Death, she is dying." Death stated.
" Then shouldn't that sound be associated with death!" Mimora roared forming tiny fists with her hands. She threw a punch at Death's face.
Mimora's punch connected and Death moved his face slightly. "... ow."
Mimora eyes went wide and she then frowned. She rubbed her eyes as tears started to fall. "That didn't hurt. I know it didn't. I hate what you are showing me! I hate that you are right!" Mimora floated down to the white tiled floor.
Death turned toward a wall. His back toward Mimora. "It did not hurt superficially."
Mimora blinked, "what." She instantly stopped crying. "What do you mean by that?" Mimora's tone was soft.
Death looked at the floor with dim red eyes. "It is time for you to go home." He turned around.
Mimora stood up. " Wait, I."
Before she could finish, he sent her away sighing heavily.
Death returned to his sparse land only to see it a little greener. "No... I am not dealing with this." He turned away only to be met with bright blue eyes. Death swung his scythe, and the person jumped back.
"To close. That could have killed me, grumpy pants." The man spoke sourly, while eyeing Death cautiously.
"Learn personal space Life." A heavy stream of smoke trailed from Death's mouth. His eyes became a bright fiery red." It wouldn't have killed you anyway, maimed yes."
"Chillax Just came to see how you were doing after talking to fairy poo. After all any damage you do to me I can take it off the fairy's lifespan" Life grinned only to be met with a menacing stare down from Death.
"Get out," when Death spoke his voice echoed all around them.
Life moved into death's personal space. "She came all the way here faced horrors, climbed mountains, and fought off things ten times her size just to get an audience with you." Life poked Death causing greenery to sprout on his black cloak.
Death swiped at Life again who dodged. "Whose fault do you think that is." Smoke filled the area.
"Man, you are so moody." Life summoned a chair. When the white chair appeared, he sat down. He placed his elbows on the armrest leaning into his hand.
"Again, whose fault is that?" Death Clenched his scythe. Ingrate, you are a rotten existence. He thought while grinding his teeth. "If I find a piece of your blonde hair anywhere, I will step into your area."
Life quickly held his hands up. "No, denied. I do not need to redecorate."
"Then quit coming to mine." Death huffed exasperatedly. Life's eyebrows furrowed in.
"Never," Life stated wrinkling his nose. "If you had your way. I would never see the light of day."
Death swung his scythe above his head. He walked until he was in front of life.
"That is not going to work. By the way, are you viewing her death? Is that why you are always so peeved at me. "Life rubbed his chin. " Who is this she anyway?"
"Always, I view her demise always." Death brought his scythe down above Life's head.
Life jumped out of his chair landing on the ground.
Death's scythe came into contact with it, turning the chair to dust.
Life's heart pounded. "Do you end up killing me in the end? Just asking because you are getting pretty close lately."
Death turned away walking. "Go snuff yourself out."
"Wait, What! Death stop being a big baby!" Life called after Death. "You better not be heading to my area!"