GOURMET GHOUL.

❛          ISN’T  IT  JUST  BEAUTIFUL  TODAY     ?          ❜                    a dreamy sigh meets a cool summer breeze       ;       she loved this time of the year most     .       with palm placing gentle weight to keep the large sun hat fashioned in place       ,       large sets of cerulean eyes look to their company     .       they gleamed brilliantly against the ocean’s reflection     .

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         “  IT’S  QUITE  THE  view, my lady.  ”  There’s no fallacy to his words, the sentiment bred from the wonder which reflected in lilac eyes. The ocean was always a source of fascination to him, the life which swelled beneath its surface, the lulling crash of the waves.

COLD STREETS and the only life that inhabited the bloody and cold streets was the orchestrater of death that painted these streets crimson, bodies of men and women who dared cross her path. She allowed the sword to rest gently against her hip as her hand finds itself rubbing her neck, the tenderness and sore flesh from taking a strike from a bat caused her some discomfort. But she would heal from this fast. 

WARLIKE senses as she felt she was no longer alone.. More police? More henchmen? She was excited to see.

         ‘    NO POINT in trying to hide your presence.. I already know you’re there.     ’

STARTER FOR @ghorumet​

              A  PALE  GLOW  pooled over the dark streets at night, the moon’s face; looming, leering, luminescent. It’s half hidden, much like Tsukiyama, who stood beyond the celestial veil of the moonlight. While not exactly hiding, the ghoul also wasn’t keen on meeting any new -- acquaintances -- at least not tonight. Not on the night his long awaited appetite was to be sated. How unfortunate, he mused as he stepped away from the shadows. 

U THINK IM STYLISH??? HWHAO!!!!