“Yes ma’am! She’s a little harsh sometime but you have to be when you run most of hell’s fashion industry. She doesn’t hit us like I hear the other’s do sometimes.”

“I’m not allowed alone in a room with him. Miss Velvette doesn’t like the idea of losing her head model.. don’t tell her I called her that. She doesn’t like that title.”

“Mmm.. who sounds the hottest.. I only know of four… All but Valentino. He sounds like he 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨 he’s hot and that’s personally a bit of a turn off.”

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@ashendeep.bsky.social, you will always be a ship for her ☺️

1. What is my muse’s full-name?

Martha Halbert. Youngest daughter of the Halbert family since 1876.

Though, the family stopped being called that in 1901 after her death.

voices at first but then it clicked. She hadn’t spoken to this man before, just occasionally heard him around.

So.. she stepped closer and tilted her head.

“Hello? I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Marmalade.” She smiled, holding a hand out to him.

The chinchilla wandered around the Vee tower, she didn’t exactly know what she was doing. Velvette didn’t need her, Val was out at a club with Angel and Vox was busy in his office doing.. whatever he does in there.

Eventually she wandered into a room with talking- she didn’t recognise these +

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“Mhm! I do believe there are also hellborns that are much older too!”

“Oh..? So does that mean I’m.. 148? Wow.. but I’m still new here too.”

“Oh.. what year is it now?” She small woman wondered aloud, playing with the book in her hands.

“..well, that’s what it feels like?” She tilted her head, clearly thinking it over.

“I died the day after the new year of 1900.”

Her smile grew wider when her hand was taken, automatically giving it a little squeeze.

“I’ve heard both, either is fine by me. You can really tell when you’re from in a greeting.”

She hummed, slowly letting go of her hand in order to tuck her book away in her kitty’s pocket.

I’m trying to move over here.

spotting something shining under the light on the other wall.

The woman slowly stood and made her way over, now able to see a soft orange behind her pale blur and when she turned a long fluffy white tail that was almost taller then her stuck out like a sore thumb.

What..?

and sat there for a moment, giving herself a needed hug.

Her arms soon traveled down her still small chest, over her small waist and stopped at her hips.

Something was moving! And soon her fingers grazed it- a tail?!

What happened to her!?

She paused, looking around and +

white.

She walked over to the door she had been hurried through and closed it.

Why were they so harsh? And why did that bath feel so horrible..?

She took the time to run her fingers over her hands, frowning. Short fur, odd.

Thin fingers glide up her arms to her shoulders +

looking around to see if she could get anything about her new environment.

The room was so bright which helped, from where she stood she could see a pink blur that was most likely a bed.. something tall and brown sitting on the other wall while it looked like the walls were +