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"I’d have to disagree with you. If she were old and died naturally, maybe someone might agree with you, but I don’t see so much cause for celebratin’ when you’re murdered in your 30’s with a family left to mourn."
"Oh." Lenore frowned "You're one of them." She lifted her chin a little "I don't care whether you agree or disagree with me, she passed over and why should you dwell on negative when you can celebrate all the wonderful things that happened while she was here. No amount of crying or mourning can change what has been done, she's left this life for the next and on to the next big adventure." She stated passionately "I understand that mourning is subjective; I am not incompetent, sir."
Do you have any kinks?
"Blood in any way whether that be biting, scratching, cutting, or what-have-you, strangulation, binding, leather, spanking, hair pulling, just to name a few."
“Do tell…” he was intrigued, since she was like a ghost wrapped in a fleshly gift. She was eerie but tangible, traits that weren’t familiar to Soren when combined.
"There's nothing more to tell that is not most obvious, or so I think." There was a smile playing on her painted lips "I have an inkling you know exactly what I'm talking about anywho." She waved her hand at him before hiding her face behind a fan.
Worst mistake you've ever made?
"Running away and joining the circus."
What is the one thing you can't live without?
"There’s nothing I couldn’t live without, if you let something be the reason behind you’re happiness you give it the power to be the reason behind you being unhappiness as well. I can even live without living, death is just the next big adventure."
Where do you get your fabulous clothes?
"A lot of it was handed down to me from family members, but I actually have a lot of clothes made for me nowadays. I like to think I am one of a kind, and I like for everything about me to reflect that. I also think that about everyone though, everyone is one of a kind and should act, dress, what-have-you, accordingly. Don't you think, ma cher?"
Where do you see yourself when you're 60?
"Well, exactly where I am now, only I'll be stronger, wiser, and more beautiful. A woman like me only gets better with age, didn't you know?"
Have you had sex with a corpse before?
"Oh no, dearie, I’ve kissed many a corpse, but though I find them hauntingly beautiful and hold the utmost reverence for the dead there is no sexual desire there."
"Depends on the corpse really… I find them a bit passé if they are over done"
Lenore hummed a bit in agreement "Oui, indeed, but I find the experience is always enjoyable in it's own way. The corpse is only one part, though most important."
"Isn’t that a bit morbid, considerin’ what happened? Wouldn’t want the family of the girl catching you saying that, or anyone else for that matter."
"Oh, yes, morbid... isn't it lovely?" She flashed a smile "Why wouldn't I? I attend every funeral in Birchwood, I enjoy celebrating the life of the person lost."
"Is there a problem, dear?"
"Would you like to start that sentence over again? Or should I just take it as it is?"
"No, I would not, take it as it is because I meant it no other way. You do not enjoy celebrating the life one lost?"
"Hey- it’s the only time I’m not judged for wearing all black. I guess that’s a pretty sweet side to a bitter day."
"Mother always said black was such a happy color. No one should be judging you for wearing it, funeral or no funeral."