-just has this dead look of confusion in her face- ... Whaaaat?
-Clarice and Homura see from the bush, something grow out of the shadow, and step out of it-
-some sort of armored and cloaked figure, head to toe in a dull metal and no face to be seen-
-hidden by its' helmet-
-it carries a glaive, the tip of which glows white-hot, and red down the blade-
-seems the weapon may have been the cause of the burning-
-it watches the two for a moment, silent, but clearly not aggressive, having the spear planted by its' side with the blade pointing toward the sky- ...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-notices the ghost and the Mia panicking-
Shhh, shush shush shush. That's just rude.
-it looks between both of them- ... You need not say it twice.
And it all depends on one thing.
Whether you harbor the quarry that I seek.
Deadman bodies have gone missing from the place that they belong to. I intend to return them. By force, if needs must. -it adjusts his spear in its' hand as if to make a point-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post... No. I do not take kindly to such... comical comparisons.
"The Grim Reaper" as your kind knows it, deals with those souls that are freshly dead.
I deal with those that have already been dead for quite some time.
And have already made that transition.
Those that are owned by my master.
-Purr just slinks back a little bit- I mean that also seems a bit rude.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Sooooooort of?
Okay so uh... I got infected with this... thing in my brain when I was little and I've been living with it for a while until It killed me and took over by accident.
But days ago Audrey did this channely thing that brought me back.
... It's a clusterfuck.
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!