Face Claim: Amy Lee &Priscilla Novaes Leone
Second eldest of seven Endless bound by no rules, My Home is where I keep my floppy hat collection, My goldfish Slim and Wandsworth.
"-I'm not blessed, or merciful. I'm just me. I've got a job to do, and I do it. Listen: even as we're talking, I'm there for old and young, innocent and guilty, those who die together and those who die alone. I'm in cars and boats and planes; in hospitals and forests and abattoirs. For some folks death is a release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them."
((Original Comic by Neil Gaiman, under Vertigo and DC comic. Multiverse blog. Gifs and Icons are from the Comic book or made by others., I rp with anyone and i provided information, so check it out ^_^ ))
People know that Grunge isn’t Goth right? Or have people confused “The craft” costuming, cause only one of those girls was a goth
"Did you give him my message, by any chance?" She approached young Delia, wondering if she was indeed who she think she was. "I see you have kept your little memento of our meeting…that’s…touching."
"Concerned about him? Or about you?" She raised an eyebrow, curious.
Delia looked at the woman hesitant to answer. “…both”
She laughed lightly. “Delia, I wish you no harm. You see me hurt, for I saw you as a…friend.” She smirked. “As for the swordsman, he knows how to take care of himself, he knows me well…” She raised her eyes to meet hers, offering her a black rose.
She blushed from embarrassment, the innocence of her as a human very obvious. “I-I’m sorry, I still don’t remember exactly everything” she looked up at her to see the unique rose “w-wow, I have never seen one of those” she reached for the rose.