Who: Death and OTA What: A drink When: Evening. Why: Because she wanted a drink Where: Verdant Status: Opend, In Progress
Death sat lazily perched on the edge of her chair, content to annoy Sam by her continued presence. Oh, she didn't do anything. She had her drinks, chit chatted with whoever stopped by and simply existed. It was pure joy for her to have caused so much... trouble without actually doing anything. She was simply a Force of Nature, she had no desire to "kill" anyone. It wasn't her job anyways, she was simply the one who moved souls onwards.
She didn't think she was that scary. Well, maybe a little.
She even dressed in a nice dress, looking presentable and everything. She was looking pretty, and playing nice, thank you very much. She didn't quite understand why everyone disliked her so - most people anyways- she never did anything to them beyond exist.
Ah, well, she was determined to just enjoy her night.