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ph_logs2023-06-27 07:05 pm
pumpkinhollow) wrote in ph_logs2023-06-27 07:05 pm
Special New Arrival
Who: The White-Haired Woman (via pumpkinhollow) & The Shade (deaths_head)
What:A unique new arrival
When:Right now!
Where: The beige office
Warning(s):BIG LORE
Because I could not stop for Death, she kindly stopped for me.
She had seen many visitors these past few days, each with their own life, their own story, their own death. But this one would be different. Therefore it would need to be addressed differently.
Instead of coming from the outside, allowing the visitor to adjust, she sat already at her office chair with a cup of hot cocoa in hand and awaited her guest to come through the door. As the man approached, just as he was destined to, her physical form responded. She took on the appearance of a woman just about the same physical age as he was. No sense in charades, she decided. She could be transparent with one of her own ilk.
pumpkinhollow) & The Shade (deaths_head)What:A unique new arrival
When:Right now!
Where: The beige office
Warning(s):BIG LORE
Because I could not stop for Death, she kindly stopped for me.
She had seen many visitors these past few days, each with their own life, their own story, their own death. But this one would be different. Therefore it would need to be addressed differently.
Instead of coming from the outside, allowing the visitor to adjust, she sat already at her office chair with a cup of hot cocoa in hand and awaited her guest to come through the door. As the man approached, just as he was destined to, her physical form responded. She took on the appearance of a woman just about the same physical age as he was. No sense in charades, she decided. She could be transparent with one of her own ilk.
no subject
Reaching for her hand, he enfolds it between both of his. Lowering his gaze, he struggles briefly for a moment before...
"...that girl's a pain in the ass, a fool, and a careless little harridan--and I'll make a meal of the eyes of a flesh eater outta Hell's pit itself 'fore I admit that, of the living that've pledged themselves to me, she's my favorite. All the power she could want at her fingertips, and she just wants to play games with it as a hobby while she helps folks what really need it. I just..."
He hesitates, then lifts her hand to his lips to press a cordial kiss to her knuckles before letting her go and meeting her gaze.
"One divine being to another...thank you." he finishes simply before gesturing that he'll follow her.
Following her back through the door, he's unsurprised by the sight of the carriage and the horses--and the sight of her true form makes him smile slightly. She's a striking figure, one lacking in anything truly fearful, which is something he appreciates.
Reaching up, he touches the brim of his hat with a respectful little tug before he climbs aboard himself.