Rules of the Reaper: Broken

"Ah I am just thrilled that you have finally decided to show up." Will's eyebrow arched sharply at the soft barely audible tik-tak of heels on the cobbled alleyway.
"Honestly, you're almost as bad as Sutcliff."
The approaching figure giggled slightly. "Is that really how you see me, sir? You wound me."
The flickering glow from the lonely streetlamp slowly warped itself around the newcomer. First a leg, sheer black tights decorated with crimson roses under a simple mid-thigh length skirt ending at knee high laced boots.