dahlia
You can't buy this fineness
Nerves can be good things as well as bad, and let it never be said that the Family do not try to make an effort when it counts. Whether or not that effort will be appreciated is another matter entirely, and not one Dahlia is particularly worried about.
The Reaper arrives on a pair of pretty black boots that seem to defy the icy cobblestones, clicking softly, her dark coat whispering about her legs and her wine coloured scarf knotted snugly at her neck. With her curls left to tumble freely about her shoulders (and with a fascinator in place adorned with a dainty little tophat for good measure), she is as ready to attend the celebrations as the rest of her kin.
"How kind of you, Vox," she purrs to the voice of their Family without getting too close, lest his mere presence ruffle static through her hair. Linking her arm companionably with Pierce, she gestures to the spread. "I cannot say I have ever tried anything like this. I daresay I will need to go back for seconds."
Inclining her head towards Noe andLena with a decadent smile showing small, white teeth, Dahlia steps forward to make herself a snack.
The Reaper arrives on a pair of pretty black boots that seem to defy the icy cobblestones, clicking softly, her dark coat whispering about her legs and her wine coloured scarf knotted snugly at her neck. With her curls left to tumble freely about her shoulders (and with a fascinator in place adorned with a dainty little tophat for good measure), she is as ready to attend the celebrations as the rest of her kin.
"How kind of you, Vox," she purrs to the voice of their Family without getting too close, lest his mere presence ruffle static through her hair. Linking her arm companionably with Pierce, she gestures to the spread. "I cannot say I have ever tried anything like this. I daresay I will need to go back for seconds."
Inclining her head towards Noe and
Let me see the heat get to it
