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As Death reclined in the first class seat he just kept thanking all the lost souls in
tartarus for a chance to sit in a chair that wasn’t worn out.
“Ahh,” he made a quick sigh, his eyes closing.
“Care for a martini... uh.. sir,”the stewardess who had come up beside his chair
asked. Infront of her was a small cart with various beverages.
Death opened his eyes and said simply,”Actually I’d prefer a Bloody Mary.” He
gave a wide, very toothy grin and made the girl almost pass out. As it was she had to take
her 15 minute break early due to unnatural gray hairs poking out. Or should we say white
hairs...
The flight droned on for hours upon hours for Death, reading his magazines and
sipping his Bloody Mary, which wasn’t exactly how he liked it normally, he was having a
blast on his first vacation ever. He usually liked a Bloody Mary with real blood from girls
named Mary. Afterall, he was Death, the great reaper of souls. He could afford to drink a
little here and there. I mean it’s not like his boss would find out, he was his own boss,
even though he did have a schedule to keep, somewhat.
As the plane landed at the airport in the Bahamas Death looked out surveying the
area around. Girls in bikinis, girls in one piece suits, girls in short shorts. Death grinned
and rubbed his palms, er...hands... er bones together as one thought popped into his
head,”Ahhhh Unlife is good.”
With that he gathered his luggage and got off the plane, making a beeline for a
hotel to drop his stuff off of so he could get down to his first priority.... Girl chasing.