#printcsa

[beschvtzer]

he's eyeing her and thus in turn, she eyes him. he was dressed well so she assumed he was a fairly important person here, but she didn't quite get it. or why she was sitting in this room with him.

He doesn’t know her and clearly, Lvellie doesn’t either or she wouldn’t be sitting here in front of him. His goal is to determine why she’s hear and who she is, but given her silence thus far, that will be easier said than done. 

[devouring-vixen]

@printcsa

     THE HOMICIDAL QUEEN !!! the royal harlot that devoured kings would arch an eyebrow at the other before her , a rather dulled look painted upon her features before she gave a cant of her head . “ do you plan to stare all day ??? rather rude if you ask me . “

[phantomhiveraven]

                                ✘   @printcsa   ✘      ⊰ ♞ ⊱~; Flutter of wings, a caw followed by an echo of more wings as the butler, as always dressed in jet black, came walking toward a figure which held an air of death wrapped around her. “I wondered tonight, what is it that made me pick this forgotten route to the forest, and here see... a picture to behold. May I ask why you are here,milady?”

[grotesque-puppet]

@printcsa | starter call

All cats are grey by night. Those to rummage about the graveyard ( believing to be unseen and unfound ), with figures hushing beneath faint slivers of light, searching, seeking whatever there may be hidden of ghosts of the past. The mortician knew, from experience and meetings, a few kinds to find themselves such delighted in hunting for long lost stories, but this one was different - yet not at all. 

The ones that would meet him quite often beneath these clear skies away from bustling life, were those that wandered faithfully at night. Had the gravedigger even expected one to stumble upon him in idle sauntering to and fro of graves quite fresh, still in need to be forgotten? Not quite, yet surely, for the female lurking in the back, she was just like him to behold. 

And how tediously it had come itself to be, playing hide-and-seek were he had others unlearn it fully. 

“ I am aware of your presence~ I know others of your kind and it is quite hard to miss~ Come out, come out. What is it you seek? ” How friendly, one might the shadow proclaim to be. How friendly indeed.