#zodiac-moth

Upon hearing his whisper, I laugh. "Yes, I am a tailor. What about it?" I smile. Deep down I was nervous that he knew of my newly acquired secret. I was not fully human. I was a half demon, my father being Satan's Tailor, Adramelech. (~zodiac-moth)

I hold out a small transparent sachet. it had a deep blue color and smell of chamomile, lavender, and passion flower. small flecks of Amethyst, Angelite, and jade peaked through the herbs. a sigil charm hung from the lace holding the bag shut. "this will help you sleep, Papa" I smile "place it under your pillow or hold it in your hand when you are feeling restless." (~zodiac-moth)

"sleep already!" (~zodiac-moth)

"happy exposure anniversary day, old man. love you!" Blair places a big ol' kiss on Papas' cheek and presents him with a cupcake. on top, it says "hap birf :P". Blair may or may not have been drunk when he iced the cupcake this morning. (~zodiac-moth)

there was a small knock on the ghouls door before the sound of departing footsteps disturbing Silvestro from his reading. left outside his door was a box 'to silvestro, from Blair'. inside was a rare mint condition copy of Edgar Allen Poe's poems printed the 1930's.

"well well well... I see someone is back after a long absence..." Blair said from Salvatores door frame before approaching the man "did you miss me?" the tailor gave the man puppy dog eyes and a fake pout ((~zodiac-moth))

Blair lifts the cat up, smooching him on the nose (~zodiac-moth)