who? @serxssa where? il cane nero, bar when? Dec 17th notes: doing my starters for Iphigenia in chronological order so this takes place after harlow's starter
Her meeting with Harlow had been informational, at the very least. Iphigenia had suspected that the end of the world had begun in Rome, but to hear the confirmation from Harlow’s lips is enough for her undead lungs to let out a long and tired exhale. To hear that Romulus pet Pluto vampire had finally lost his leash, on top of the whole other mess? Well, that was certainly annoying. Romulus had fucked that relationship beyond belief, and now the fucker had died and left her with the mess to clean up. She had half a thought to grab a necromancer to revive the fucker just so she could kill him again, alas, it is not to be done. Sighing, she makes her way to the bar, orders a drink and turns to the side to eye the dancer approaching her, a slow smile spreading through her lips. Interesting.
"I see that Harlow only hires the most beautiful, as always," she says, smile a touch playful even her eyes soften when she meets the nephilim's and sees a faint reflection of her experiences on them. "Here on your break, darling?"