Homeless forever most likely.

[let_me_loose]

So one of the specks of dusts wishes to command me? The audacity of mortals will never cease to amuse me. However, you are no spawn of the gods. I need not get permission to bring you home with me.

Touch my hand. [He extends a blackened limb, his clear blue gaze unfaltering.] Look into my eyes. Age will come upon you and then you too will experience the beauty of death.

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[neverspring]

Um? But he's dead. [She makes her point plainly.] If I summon him, he won't have any choice but obey me. That's how it works.

And I heard he resembled someone unpleasant I met.

[She's not going to be a thoughtful one.]