002 [Daisies for Innocence]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla has returned to the Plane once more, and she still appears to be largely un-phased by any of the things she sees. Although she isn't accompanied by Miss Edith this time, she does have an basket filled with daisies.]

They never grow for me. Even when I ask them to.

[She sits down on the non-existent ground, her white dress pooling gracefully around her. Humming softly to herself, Drusilla begins to plait the daisies into chains.]

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[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla smiles, rather proud.] We could make it quick. Or slow. Whatever you want.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni, on the other hand, looks rather bleak] I've seen what he does to those who attempt to be traitors.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Only when he catches them. You don't need him. We can make our own world. Worlds.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

What happened to Vein...

[Stares off into space for a few moments and then smirks slightly] There's a lot of worlds around where I come from.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Vein?

[She holds up her arm, looking at the thin blue veins just visible beneath the skin of her wrist, then looks at Juni in confusion.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Slight smile] He always had a rather macabre taste in naming his servants.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I've never had a servant. Did they polish his shoes and brush his hair?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I doubt it, he doesn't have hair, or legs.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Drusilla looks a little confused by that.] What does he have?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

A head, eight arms...

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Like a spider?