décès.

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[| @VileNirvanna |] — of her soul; indicating that she need not worry.

[| @VileNirvanna |] — had to become her best friend. But luckily, alone, she was not. A disciple, a sister was thrumming from the root —

[| @VileNirvanna |] — rendered with minimal jolts of the purest form of lightning. A task was to be had, but at a rate where patience —

[| @VileNirvanna |] — hadn't yet touched the ground beneath their feet. Death stood formless, in a cloud of black smoke that was —

[| @VileNirvanna |] — within all the minds of the beings, entities and life forms God had created before the beginning of time; where man —

[| @VileNirvanna |] — be an in between for they balanced one another out. It's the rules that came straight from the beginning, programmed —

[| @VileNirvanna |] All was coming to, slow and sure. Through beauty, there had to be a balance of both light and dark— there could never —

H old on. I jus' spent five hours dancing; I need to breathe.

- Mr. Wilson, she and I know of one another quite well.“ xitter.cf/chimichangacock/status…

With a soft, sultry-like giggle, the element reaches out to tap the pads of her fingers along the Merc's leather clad chin. “Well, - xitter.cf/chimichangacock/status…

Lifts a brow, interest surely piquing. “I know your soul,“ she utters casually, leaning into the touch she so desperately longs for. xitter.cf/chimichangacock/status…

Lays herself down on someone's lap.

||: Alright, someone better start loving me before I prod the mentions at random.

As Death, she'd oblige in the fuckery. As an element whom loves her; she shakes her head. —. . But offers a seat. “Seventeen.” xitter.cf/unknownandyoung/status…

Settles herself down onto the TL with a glass of wine in one hand, a book in the other.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure— this time.“ She's not fond of the constant teasing, you know. So don't press.

“I'll always make time for a Winchester,” she gleams, voice drawling on as though she's baiting the man.