asgard au; vampire murder posse edition

[madamemoiselle]

[Well, that month or so of being away from Asgard was entirely unpleasant as far as Diva was concerned. Which wasn't entirely accurate, since she couldn't really remember it, but still. She had vowed to herself that she was always smart enough to not take off her bracelet for even a second, and yet, the past month was a grey fog. She had just come out of the fog by a bracelet being slipped on her wrist, and the vague memory of seeing her silver bracelet bounce off the pavement and roll into the sewer drain out of reach as she had taken it off for just a moment.

Her life is so hard, clearly.

She sighs a little as she opens the door of her home, not really yet aware of just how long she had been absent yet—She had guessed a week or so. It was going to be annoying to explain what had happened, so she had already resigned herself to feigning ignorance.]

Hey, I'm home.

[She didn't usually announce herself when she returned home, but it seemed appropriate for now.]

Comments

you could say it's... raising the bar!! also I like that these subjects clash completely w/ the tags

[coloratura]

[She brings her hand to her mouth to cover it daintily as she laughs. It's just a giggle at first, but quickly becomes full laughter at some joke that Charles is clearly not a part of. Diva turns on her heel in a whimsical and grand gesture, even putting her hands on her chest dramatically.]

Oh, you don't? That's so nice! Actually, I wonder if it's the nicest thing I've heard from a Chevalier...?