Marcelline Emrys is a long dead Overlord, having perished in 1930. Now, while she was alive she was a dressmaker... okay, that's not the whole truth. She was a necromancer and serial killer as well, but what can you do?
Well, while alive she happen...
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SHES BEEN DRAWN!!!! I COMMISSIONED SOMEONE AND SHES REAAAAAAAAAAL!! I HAVE TWO MORE PIECES THAT ARE BEING WORKED ON
ANYWAYS ONTO THE STORY
I sighed softly as I lay sprawled out on Vox's bed while I waited for him to get dressed in proper attire instead of pajamas.
My tail went out straight and I straightened up immediately, my horns growing on impulse when Vox slammed the door to his bathroom open. I'm honestly surprised the hinges didn't break.
"Are you ready?" He asked. I nodded, standing and straightening out my appearance. Vox's face erupted in a light blue blush when he noticed I was wearing red. I simply chuckled and glanced at him.
"Do you know if Angel Dust is working today? And, if so, do you think Valentino would mind if we stole him for the day? I've noticed more films are being released so that probably means he's working him harder." I said, a sympathetic undertone to my voice. (a/n: IM NOT EVEN KIDDING WHEN I WROTE THIS PARAGRAPH POISON CAME ON)
Vox's eyes widened slightly at my tone and words. I was rarely ever sympathetic to anybody other than my close friends. "He's working today, I think. I don't think Val would do anything to you if you borrowed Angel, but he wouldn't be happy."
"Who cares?" I giggled, taking hold of his hand and dragging him towards the elevator before clicking the button and humming softly while I waited, but not before snapping my fingers and summoning my skull back on.
"Want me to call Val now to let him know? Or let it be a surprise?" Vox asked when the elevator opened. He noticed the devious look in my eye and rolled his eyes playfully. "Of course, I should've known. Silly me!"
I let go of his hand as the elevator dinged, letting us know we were at the proper floor. We both put on our professional façades, as we always did in public.
I quickly shielded my eyes with my hands while Vox led me through the many... many.... many... many... many... MANYporn actors on Valentino's business floor. I appreciated that Vox let me shield my eyes since he knew I was generally disinterested in this kind of stuff.
We eventually made our way through the crowd and I lifted my head. We were now beside Val, who was watching Angel record. I tilted my head to conceal that, as well.
Vox was leaning over Val, talking to him in hushed whispers before Val sighed annoyedly and waved his hand, barking an order to halt recording and for Angel to go get changed. He was off for the day.
I blinked appreciatively at Vox, who smiled warmly at me before standing up straight when Angel approached Val, looking surprised at my and Vox's sudden appearance.
"Come along now." I muttered, motioning for Vox to lead me as I slapped my hands against the empty eye sockets of the skull. Angel followed hesitantly, looking nervous for what was going on.
