#trlblzed

[deathlooms]

"let me try something, @trlblzd ." castorice beckons toward the outlander, a curious expression on her face. she's wondering if this woman really is immune to her deadly touch, or if the time before was just a fluke. "relax for me, okay?" her right hand is ungloved, burdened with the duality of death itself as it reaches outward.