Three Heads of Hell

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Clair had stepped out of the Cauldron leaving the younger attendant alone and putting the newest stock of books away as she was listening to music. head set on as she was zoning out for a moment. it was Summer so that meant no worry of school. though that didn't mean the abyssal dreamer could just merely slack on things. Zero was very strict with what he liked when it came to his shops and how he set things up.

though that just meant she had to make sure books were in alphabetical order and type. that the magic went with magic then the new age stuff went with that. of course; that meant things like jars and so on. a sigh slipped past her lips as she sat back on the wooden floor as she removed her headset and placed it on the floor next to her just to hear the chime of the bell as someone walked in. her eyes moving to look at the door.

" ah - if you're looking for Ms. Lockheart she isn't here. Though I don't mind helping if I can. "

@adamori | Russian Roulette >>

Berry honestly had no idea how she got into this mess. No, no it wasn't that. it was more so she was more interested with that annoying song in her head that played on loop so loudly that it had completely found its way to over write the words that were coming out of the mouth of the person trying to speak to the Lilitu. Though this is what she got for doing god knows what or meeting with who knows who for fuck all else.

" Uh - " she finally spoke as she blinked owlishly; " I'm sorry but what in the fuck did you just say? "

@foolshcme | Russian Roulette >>

" oh dear~ oh how unfortunate! " the voice that left the red haired female might have sounded honey sweet despite the fact her snow white outfit was a mess. that the issues at hand was clearly done by her. it was hard to pin point why.

boredom? hunger? was she just toying with someone and they just got to handsy? it was hard to really know with the the mouth of the other silenced and just laying there in a pool of crimson. silver eyes reflected in the moon light along with her pure white skin glistening. in a way she looked like a doll. well kept curls, clothing well tailored. her Romanian accent had been even strong when she had spoken. shifting her gaze she looked to the one whom had came upon the seen. a smile turning up on her smeared ruby lips as she clasped her hands behind her back and rocked back on baby doll shoes. eyes moving down the body of the one in front of her as she took another step.

" Humans are such fragile toys. " she sounded as if she said that with a pout on her lips. her eyes staying focused on the other female. " are you here to play with me too? "

@formaberserkir | Russian Roulette >>

her throat burned as she breathed, her skin was hot to the touch as she leaned against the wall of the building she was tucked against as the sky was cloudy. dark. hopefully it would rain soon. hopefully things would cool down. her throat bobbed as she swallowed thickly, hard. she couldn't place her finger on what she needed.

was she starving? that was a stupid question. she was always starving. was she just hot? sick? once more that seemed stupid. she couldn't get sick. her eyes closed as she slunk down the wall as she felt her pale blonde hair against the back of her neck and forehead. her hand relaxing before squeezing upon she heard foot steps approaching her.

what idiot would approach someone so sickly looked? maybe she was contagious well she wasn't.

" you know. " she chuckled before the person could get closer, " normally when someone sees someone in this condition they would walk the other way. "

@bvlvnhan | Russian Roulette >>

someone's desperate 20 something year old offspring:

but he also can: