an unseeming human... At first glance. The person's features are just slightly /too/ much as it takes the gift and moves into the depths of the garden.

a temporary measure till a new arm healed.

"Your company is ever a welcome presence, please make yourself at home. Samael is abroad lately. A shame, she would be so disappointed to know you've been here."

The tzimisce expresses casually as she passes the limb to one of her ghouls, +

//?

"Truly a gift, my dearest friend. Make yourself at home, mo ghrá."

It was times like these that the rules of hospitality felt like such a blessing when it comes to those the Gardener called close.

The tzimisce craned over the table effortlessly to grab and peer inside the boxes contents.

The undeniable cold darkness of Oblivion fashioned into... Fashion.

She chuckled out of delight, a certain clicking noise as her jaws snapped into place.

+

//huehuehue

//I wrote this from the wrong account, but Lady D is definately a inspo for Valarie. LILLIANNE HOWEVER. Yes.

//did I ever say that SH3 is a massive inspiration for Lillianne's story?

Impossibly tall, looking like she came straight out of a corporate meeting. It was rare to find this kindred so far from the mortal garden.

"If I occupy your thoughts so freely, mayhap it is time for a visit, hmm?"

Came a familiar Irish lilt behind him.

Unlike her more monstrous form, the woman seemed quite... Well, ordinary would never be the word. But fit for the world of humanity.