Alma Oriendum

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@SiblingWillow Hi my wee mot, soz for not bein here a while

Perhaps today I will yern

@SiblingWillow Alma had relaxed into the couch quite a bit, happily taking in the warmth the other provided. "Alright, where from?" She asks, not yet moving the clearly comfortable sibling.

If I consumed the blood of someone who's drunk, would it affect me more than alcohol usually does?

@SiblingWillow No doubt it would be a treat, but I can't bite someone every morning pet

It's bullshit that I can still have a caffeine addiction.

@CardinalOrpheus She blinks at him for a moment trying to process that. "Right... let's get you inside sir" she leads him down the nearest path and to the door.

@CountSecondo [She laughs, perfect posture slipping again as she nods] I am, how do you like my face now dathúil? [She doesn't look all that different without makeup on, but this is the first time she's been in front of someone without it in... a very long time. Her scars look worse]

@gh0ul_MOTHER *He facepalms.* All done, I take it? *The bed has extra blankets for her, and the coffin from under his bed has been pulled out.* Make yourself at home. *He sits on the edge of the bed, wanting to make sure she gets into it safely.*

[She's three sheets to the wind. A stumbling and giggling mess the likes of wich she hasn't been for some time. It takes an absurd amount of alcohol to get her drunk, atleast that's how it's been since she was turned all those years ago.] +

@CardinalOrpheus She could jump out of her skin at the realization that the voice IS familiar, that she DOES know this face. "Cardinal Orpheus?" She gawks at him wide-eyed "two years indeed! Why are you in the gardens?"

@CardinalOrpheus The black liquid slops onto the hem of her habit- disgusting. "Let me help you, pet. You've obviously been through something" she snakes an arm around him and helps him to his feet. His accent sounds distantly familiar, but she can't quite place it.

@CardinalOrpheus "Bit more than just a tumble then, eh?" She asks under her breath. "It's the year of our lord 2025, can you stand?" She needs to get this poor fucker to the infirmary.

@CardinalOrpheus "You all right there, pet? Let's get you sat up then" she muses gently, crouching next to him and casting him into the shade of her parasol. She extends a hand to help him sit up- despite her frail form, she has more than enough strength to help him.

I used to so enjoy a cold cup of black coffee

@CardinalOrpheus Quickly she snags a parasol from her office and dashes down to the gardens to check if they're alright.

@CardinalOrpheus She's walking back to her office, enjoying the view of the gardens that the back halls provide her when she notices a collapsed form outside. Oh hell, not this again- she can't tell if it's ghoul or sibling from here but both have been known to get themselves into trouble. +