[Sometime on the 19th, a visitor drops by Cellar's room - one dignified despite the stress of glamping Delphine. It just so happens to be while Cellar's there, whether she's lounging, getting dressed or undressed or busy texting. The shiny black cat doesn't announce herself with a noise, jumping up on the bed with wide yellow eyes, depositing a gift she carried in with her.
At first one might think it was something she caught, but a closer look says if so, she definitely had help refining it into a necklace. There's some sort of energy to it; not dark in a negative way, but very imbued with the essence of death in a calming way - it suggests the feeling of certainty and confidence. The orb is made of glass and you guessed it, filled with somebody's ichor. Enjoy!]
[ Cellar's reaction is predictable — first happy to see Delphine, then a tiny oh as she awkwardly picks up the present. It takes a second to realize what it contains, and then she smiles to herself. Oh, Death. She might just thank him later. Especially if he's allergic to thank yous. ]
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08/19 ( cw: taxidermy )
At first one might think it was something she caught, but a closer look says if so, she definitely had help refining it into a necklace. There's some sort of energy to it; not dark in a negative way, but very imbued with the essence of death in a calming way - it suggests the feeling of certainty and confidence. The orb is made of glass and you guessed it, filled with somebody's ichor. Enjoy!]
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