#knightof3

2. Left shoe or right shoe first?

What a peculiar question. Left, then right.

4. Their favorite gemstone?

Amethyst. It's the most fitting gemstone of her dear friend Belladonna, someone who she always admired. 

6. Ticklish spot(s)

Fairly typical spots. Her feet, neck, and stomach. She's extremely ticklish in these spots, enough so to get her laughing hysterically.

8. Favorite piece of clothing?

Well she doesn't exactly have a favorite outfit since all of it gets burned after use anyway. But she does have a favorite accessory! It's a beaded cross necklace that had escaped the flames surrounding Belladonna's death. It's broken and charred, but Lycoris keeps it as a reminder to stay strong and find a way to move on in even the most hopeless of situations.

10. First thing they notice when meeting someone new?

Their eyes. You know what they say about the eyes being the windows to the soul or something. Lycoris can tell a lot about a person's intentions by the look in their eyes.

11. That one thing that will cheer them up no matter what?

Children! Lycoris really loves kids, and has a huge soft spot for them due to the young poison princesses who loved and admired her.

12. Their reaction to being placed in a suit?

How embarrassing it was to be seen in your weakest state. Reflecting on her actions from when the sickness was spreading through the hive, she couldn't help but feel an unsettling warmth cross her face. She had become delirious, much to her displeasure. Not only that, but she had made a public scene of it, tossing away the original plan of staying locked up in her apartment. 

Yet even that wasn't the worst of it. She remembered it clearly, a kind hand reaching out to help her in that pathetic state. Lycoris genuinely wished he hadn't. Now she had both an overwhelming urge to return his kindness, and a desire to hide her shame by locking herself in her apartment once more. But she knew that was unrealistic.

Letting out a sigh, Lycoris slipped into a crisp white dress, lacing it up and tying it together tightly to accentuate her figure. A method that would make most women squirm in discomfort. A few more details, and fifteen minutes of preparation later, and she finally headed out the door. She hadn't eaten in a couple days, leaving her with a fierce hunger and a sour mood. So it was only natural that she would react negatively to seeing the person she wanted to see least...

It might as well have been the very second she walked out the door. Lycoris ended up face to face with the beautiful blond man from weeks before. She hoped and prayed that he had forgotten her face, even if she stood out like a sore thumb. But now she was left with a bothersome question in the back of her mind. What should she say? Should she offer some kind of gift to him? She couldn't simply leave things as they were, it was against her morals. But this situation was just unbearably embarrassing.

"Y-You..."