Penny's jar Of Terrible Things
Penny closed her eyes, covering them with her hands. "I can't do it.
Penny closed her eyes, covering them with her hands. "I can't do it.
Circe placed the jars on the shelf, humming softly to herself. It had been a week since Nevina was lost and found her way back thanks to "a nice man in a red coat".
Lord Sullivan neighed like a wild horse, and tossed his head as Circe clutched his shirt, squealing happily.
Circe clutched the thin stick in her trembling hands. It...it couldn't be. They had only had a one night gig....though it had been a night filled with unbridled passion, it had still been just once.
Aiko slammed the door behind her, and sunk to the floor with her back against it. What she had just heard....it had to be wrong. It just had to. Alucard.
Circe swirled the blood in her glass, and stared at the rug. She had already sent her reply back to her brother, she had felt confident in her standing when she tied it to the bat, but now....
Cherry wood petals dropped around her, and she raised a slim hand to brush the pink flower pieces from her white hair.
"And then, the Hunter took his silver sword, and ran it into the Vampire Princess" Hiroaki was standing up on his bed, the single candle casting odd shadows as he told the narrative he no doubt was...
Lady Isabel Sanguini laid her book down on the table as Hiroaki's voice rose in the Music room. Her skirts rustled softly, as she walked to the door, and looked in. "Circe. You are a witch.