— À LA MORT!

# 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖊 - — An independent and highly selective roleplay blog featuring Vex, an original character who lives amongst mortals, seeking life's pleasures and leading men to sin. Horror - focused with a heavy emphasis on themes of death, religion and faith, morality, and trauma of the body and mind. Loved by Volpe.

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𝖓𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: a brief introduction // dossier // verses // aesthetics // musings.

Surprise, surprise. Someone's kicked the bucket. — But don't worry! They've got a fashionably dressed lady to lead their soul away.

"Ah ~ Please excuse me,"

The petite lady calls politely to the stranger before her as she steps closer to the tombstone she stands beside. In one arm she carries a basket full of various flowers, their bold and beautiful colors a stark contrast against the otherwise snowy landscape around them — in her other hand, she holds one of these very flowers by its stem, clearly intent on placing it down on this grave just as she has the others in the cemetery.

"I would hate for anyone to feel left out here..." Quietly giggling to herself, she kneels down at the headstone, carrying out her task with little regard to how strange it might seem. Offering flowers to the dead is simply a favor she volunteered herself for; a habit that her dear friend indulges in regularly, but one she doesn't mind taking his place for from time to time. As she returns to standing, she looks to the other once more with a smile. Perhaps she's here to pay respects, too...? She doesn't seem intent on prying just yet — instead, she reaches for another flower, holding it out to her fellow woman.

"This one's for you as well, darling. ♥"

"Pardon the intrusion, miss~" 'Intrusion' might be putting it lightly with how eagerly the petite lady in black dips under the stranger's umbrella, further invading her space by getting so close as to brush her arm against the other's. She's no choice but to get up close and personal when the umbrella's only really equipped to protect one person from the elements — but, desperate times call for desperate measures. It'd be such a shame for Vex to ruin her outfit and hair all because of a little rain. She has places to be and people to see, after all, and the city certainly isn't going to tour itself! Letting out a sigh now, she gently shakes her head to rid herself of the few droplets of rain she's acquired along the way.

"I'm afraid I didn't anticipate today's weather being so... wet."

"You don't mind sharing, do you?"