#c grace

[beatricce]

Two days. Beatrice wanted to be at the Keston home for no more than two days. Of course she knew that was not likely. If Francisco was back as she’d heard, then she would probably have to stay around longer...for Antonio’s sake. The three Maestro’s would likely be made to attend some pureblood function before Beatrice narrowly escaped disgracing them all. But today, she needed to be at the Ministry, easily done enough from outside the Greater London area. There were small affairs to get in order that afternoon. The elevators were truly a sight to behold she thought, but her expression changed when the doors opened again to reveal a face that broke her heart. “Grace.” The brunette shifted herself in the elevator to make space for the other. “You’re here...already?” @gracetuft   

[rickersmortis]

[pm to @thebickedwitchoftherest and @silveraccent also accidentally @harlowhaunted and @lvcky-charms somehow???]

[pm] Fantastic news, my friends! The ol’ morgue is searching for a brand new pathologist to replace Dr. Cavanaugh, but in the meantime, you’re both being moved over to work on my team. So how about we all go wet the whistle to celebrate, ayuh?

[athenaquinn]

@silveraccent replied to this:

That's not... They have really big vocal chords, huh?

I mean, I’m no expert on moose anatomy! I am on fae anatomy though and let me tell you banshee vocal So I bet they do! I mean, they are big and so it’d only make sense.

[old-mckmarl]

There were interesting places in the ministry, but these ground offices were not part of them. The best she could do for the day, until sneaking back to the fireplaces fully intent on floo’ing out the moment her parents forgot she was present, was walk around and wriggle doors. Just a few weeks until she could just...magick them open wherever she wanted. But then...one door opened and she was faced with someone else. “Is this your office?” @gracetuft​

[cagedindarkness]

“I let you order me around like a dog, but a line must be drawn somewhere.” (from Grace)

master / servant starters [accepting]

Lucifer rose a brow at that defiance and folded his arms across his chest. “You’re more like my Kitty than a dog,” he shrugged casually. “Hence the little ears and tail set I gotcha. But if you don’t like them then you can just go naked. How’s that line for ya?”