Random starter for @silvcrreaper
London was a big place, however Marie was sure that she had found the right shop this time. Looking at the big sign with ‘Undertaker’ written on it she looked around warily. It had been a little while since the blonde had seen the other shinigami at the library, and she wanted to check in with him.
Her hand hovered over the door knob, uncertainty gripping the blonde. Questions started to swirl in her mind as she finally grabbed the knob, yet she tried to push them away. The first mortician she visited had given her this address after describing her old mentor; this had to be the place.
Twisting the knob she let herself in, the dim light a contrast to the harsh sunlight of the outside. Marie had to blink a few times to even make out what was around her as she closed the door out of habit.
“H-Hello? Undertaker?” Marie’s voice shook for a few reasons, at still being partly blinded due to the change of light, the over all feel of the shop and the fact that she wasn’t sure if this was in fact his shop. She was gripping her left forearm, hunched over a bit as unease settled over her while her eyes adjusted.












