Hello, The name's Marly, I'm sure it may be a familiar name to some of you around here. I'm a self-taught web-designer, currently taking on small jobs here and there. I've had a passion for writing for a long time. That still doesn't stop me from making a million typos so bare with me. I'm busy at random times, so don't feel bad if I ignore you. One week I'll be here, then I may turn up missing for a while. I'll always come back. Writing has become quite a pass time for me. I am a rat owner. I've had many throughout the years: Ashe, Poppy, Sona, Jinx, and Aura. If the names didn't give it away, I love to game; League of Legends, Osu, Don't Starve, and  Summoners war. I've got quite the sailors mouth so bear with me if we ever occ chat. I no longer take profile coding requests. Though if you have something you've started and gotten stuck on, feel free to ask. There are many other talented people on here that also know how to code. If I'm swamped, try them :)

I'm very limited on plots right now. Valkyrie is the type of character that will achieve things through time on her own. Sadly this means plots can be a real pain in the butt to come up with. Currently, I only have one large plot with a friend going on. This leaves the rest of my storylines pretty dull. Hopeful these categories below will give us something to go off.

-Val meets a vampire. She's got a lot of history with them.

-Val gains another guardian. 

-Val finds a way to halt her aging.

-Val meets others from the void.

- Let's get some action going. I love a good fight scene.

Current Active Threads: Closed

Amir | Lucifer | Fin | Omega | Agnes

Advanced Coders, feel free to ask for my layout whenever. You're welcome to just use the selectors or tweak it to your liking. I'll send it right over. The layout will probably change often. I get bored and like to come up with new things.

I fucking love fan art. If you wish to draw my character, I'll be sure to display it on my profile <3 I'll make renders part of my profile layout scheme; and of course will credit you.


Feel free to use my character in any books/blogs etc. I'm happy to help push someone's storyline along. Just please let me know when/if you do - I'd love to read :)

For all Text Art: Cool Text| My Lovely Faceclaim: Mahafsoun <3| Character Inspiration partly drawn from Aion 


Valkyrie has a Sim character! Thanks to Lynn! Much appreciated


Currently: Katalam - Hometown in Russia

Status: 100% 

Feeling: "Arise chosen of the Void."

Eye Color:: Amber Yellow/Electric purple when Berserking

Personality:: Somewhat Condescending. Gracefully insane.

Occupation:: Ex-weaponsmith/ Current Mistress.

Species:: Voidling | Berserker

Height:: 5'8"

Physically:: Lean with visible toned muscles.

Goal:: N/a


The Violet King


Valkyrie was a former hunter of the supernatural until she herself became one. Falling for one of those blood-sucking menaces, life had changed. Though it changed even further once her lover abandoned her. While in his eyes, this was to protect Valkyrie. In her eyes, it was a betrayal.  This spiraled her distrust for vampires but awoke her Berserking abilities. Ultimately, she accidentally became his end.  Atlas, however, was different. He was her servant, her slave, and believe she put him through hell. But never was she intimate with him until realization hit her. All her ways of working him to the bone and petty torture had been out of an attraction she'd had for him. Acting out of her attraction, pursued her servant in a more romantic matter. This led to a spiral that our Mistress never expected. Atlas was The King of a realm known as the Void, and through fluid contact with him, her body began to slowly disintegrate from the inside out. Ultimately this led to Valkyrie's very painful death.

Thus years later, she was resurrected. Through the use of a particular Cambion, she's recovered her memories that were lost in her previous life. She's still left to wonder who revived her? How did they do it? And who was that man leaning over her when she awoke. Where has he gone? Later through life, she bore a child, though the child's life was short lived. She, of course, had nothing to do with little Titania, and instead pursued her new found power that Atlas left her with. She's now grown to master most void abilities and has discovered the entrance to the Void's realm has laid within her weapon this whole time. Self-proclaimed as King of the Void, Valkyrie's got many tasks that lay ahead along with many allies and many more enemies.


Valkyrie has a very condescending personality, this is amplified when she is dealing with her servants. She's standoff-ish to strangers but isn't opposed to making new allies. Her previous role before her Resurrection was a weapon-smith after all. She's dealt with people quite a bit. Valkyrie has an odd sense of humor towards her servants, sometimes taking out built up rage on them. Her rage grants her the ability to fight better, meaning when the end of the day hits, whatever is left over must be expelled. Val has become slightly insane; Not enough to stop her from her pursuits in everyday life. She has a crazy addiction to her previous servant Atlas. Though upon her Resurrection, he is nowhere to be found. Atlas has been with her for quite some time. Her attraction to him became her downfall as both a Mistress and a Human.

 Aside from the few things that trigger her insanity, she is mostly normal. Long ago, before acquiring her void abilities or her first servant for that matter. Our Mistress had a lover. Valkyrie grew twistedly attached to him, almost as much as she is to Atlas. She was a hunter back then, to Vampires in specific. After months of a perfect love, Val's lover broke things off in fear for her safety. In a flurry of emotional pain, the Berserker was born. Enraged and unable to control herself, Valkyrie brutally murdered her lover. Every-so-often she can be seen caving into that insanity when someone with similar characteristics as her dead lover is present.

Valkyrie isn't one to wear a smile on her face and is more than often, strictly business. Part of her wishes for a new start while the other side can't stop thinking about her past and all it contained. 

Valkyrie has since learned to live without her servant Atlas and has come to believe he dwells in her weapon of choice; one he as well knew she cherished. Even though she once cared for Atlas, she prefers keeping him contained in her weapon rather than release him and lose her power. What's even more worrisome, however, is that the void has now infected multiple servants of hers. Realizing not only does the void run through her veins but her main weapon, she's self-proclaimed herself the new King of the Void in Atlas's place. The few Voidlings she knows of follows suit.


Valkyrie is easy on the eyes, though nothing fantastic. She doesn't pride herself on her looks but rather on her finely crafted weapons; which of course she Hand-makes. Our Mistress possesses long black hair which is usually drawn back to keep it out of the way. Standing at 5'8", she's much taller than the typical female. Everything about our Mistress is fearsome; her body is well toned visibly showing curves of muscle under that smooth skin of hers. Often her eyes are a golden yellow, though when enraged, in battle they'll pulsate and eventually stay a vibrant purple. The purple is a mix of her Berserking and the Void which her late servant infected her with. When not in battle our Mistress wears whatever her servants clothe her in. Almost 100% of the time, her newer servant Ceres will, dress, apply make-up and even bathe our Mistress. Its a big change from back when jeans and sleeked back hair were the answer. When in battle, Valkyrie has a very specific outfit that she wears. This outfit has been dragged through years of history with her. The outfit consists of sleek black leather, and most predominantly, a black half mask. This was her uniform back in her years of hunting other supernaturals. The mask hid her identity while the leather helped her blend into the darkness. She still wears her uniform to this day when in battle.

Our Mistress has a scar on her stomach, from a battle with a horrid enemy of hers. Amir was the only man she could never beat, the only one that was able to control her. She hated it with every fiber of her being, however, retaliation only led to injury, not once but several times. Never did she cave in, always did it appear she was Amir's punching bag. His abilities far countered hers in every way. Their last battle left her near death, when Amir used her own weapon against her creating deep slash wound from her right hip clear upwards to her lower left rib cage.



Valkyrie is different from most supernaturals for the fact that she does not have the ability to cast any type of magic. She also has many vital points that most humans have. Valkyrie is a berserker meaning the more angry and more hurt she is, the stronger she becomes. She is a scythe wielder and since her return from the void has the ability to materialize her weapon at will. Our Mistress is an amazing ally but an even more dangerous enemy. She has come to the conclusion that the former void King Atlas embodies her scythe.

Overwhelming Physical strength: Valkyrie has amazing physical strength, enough to shatter boulders or even cause fissures This was the only supernatural ability that she was born with. Her strength matches if not exceeds most supernaturals with this ability and continues to get stronger the more rage she builds up.

Undying Stamina: Due to the fact that Valkyrie has a rather slow speed when it comes to a supernatural. Over time her body has developed the ability to take many more hits than most. (Consider her a tank, for you all gamers out there.) The damage inflicted on her will not heal immediately. However, she can take many fatal blows before admitting defeat.

Void Defense: Atlas, Valkyrie's former servant, gave her the 'privilege' to be infected with the void (Atlas's abilities/origins.) She's unsure whether this was intentional or not. Either way, it appears as though the void only brings help in battle. The void protects Valkyrie in battle without her casting or commanding it. It's only an extra wall of defense for her already high defenses. It appears, however, the void protects her weapon far more than her body. 

Berserking: This is Val's most dangerous ability and one that she has also never been able to control. Upon a near-death experience or a vast emotional imbalance, she will enter a berserking status. Dark purple veins will climb across her body, visible to the naked eye. Pupils become enraged with a purple haze. In this state, Valkyrie's Physical strength and stamina increase even more and her body maintains the ability to regenerate itself.  Valkyrie also gains powerful telekinetic abilities. This ability is time-limited and can only be maintained as long as her body can handle it. 

Magic: Valkyrie is a close ranged melee fighter and doesn't click well with magic. She doesn't understand much nor does she have the ability to cast it, making her vulnerable to it.

Speed: Valkyrie's speed compared to most other supernatural beings is considered to be very slow. She is still much faster than the typical human, but can easily be outsped by most high-grade vampires, demons, lycans etc.

Insanity: Valkyrie can often be triggered very easily if you know the things that make her tick. This can throw her off in battle, or send her into a rage frenzy. Choose wisely.

Berserking: Valkyrie's strongest ability is also a double-edged sword. She can only maintain this form for as long as her body can maintain it. While she is enraged, her body is constantly taking damage from the unnatural amount of fury and power flowing through her veins. Once she leaves this state, she will most likely be unconscious, and/or near death.

Draining Kiss: Valkyrie has the ability to drain life-energy from any creature she kisses. It's theorized that Atlas, her servant had this ability or something similar and upon that deadly kiss years ago between both Atlas and her that led to her death; she obtained a similar variation. She's not mastered this ability and can imbue a persons ability(s)/essence into a weapon for a limited time. 

Void's Kiss: With the void being held in Valkyrie's weapon, it was later discovered that when Valkyrie kisses a creature while her void weapon is in hand. The reverse of the above skill happens. Rather than drain, Valkyrie 'gives'. Through this process, she can infect others with the void as she has done Servant Ceres. If someone touches her weapon and is susceptible enough, it can be transferred without lip contact.

Void's Protection: (Resistance): Before the void, it appeared Valkyrie was extremely susceptible to mind-control. However, since the void has consumed her body, it now acts as a layer of protection against mind-controlling effects. She can still have her thoughts read.




(If my character engages in a relationship, it will be solely to that person. Not to say she isn't a cheater, But I won't do AU relationships.)

Valkyrie isn't much into the idea of love. She's been there and done that. It ended up costing her much more than she expected. Baring a child was not the ideal way her love story was supposed to go in her eyes. If she were to get with someone they'd have to be more powerful than her in order to keep her berserking rage under wraps. However, her interests vastly range. She's got a thing for weaker scrawny men and women simply for the fact that she can control them. It's a simple satisfaction that she gets far too often between her servants and few allies. If Valkyrie was ever to be mated, It'd most likely not be for love and more likely be for a benefit. 

Valkyrie is a Mistress and often takes on Servants as she sees fit. Many times, her servants have suffered from her drunken rage. She's picky about her servants and must see potential in them in order to take them under her wing. She's a pretty lenient Mistress and doesn't usually take on as many servants as in her past. Now with her ascension to King of the Void, She's begun seeking guardians rather than slaves to travel by her side. Guardians in the void world, follow whatever royalty is left on their travels through life.

Below are all the people that have meaning in Valkyrie's storylines

Allies: N/a | Guardians: 00 | Enemies: 02 | Servants: 02

Single | Interests: 00 | Orientation: Male/female
Amir•Enemies•King of the Cosmos
Amir has always rubbed Valkyrie the wrong way. Ever since he bailed her out of poverty many moons ago, he's lurked, watching her from afar. Throughout the years, she's fought many battles against him for her freedom and lost just as many. In the Master/Servant game, she's clearly the Servant. Desperate to create a new breed of Starcaller (Astromancers/His people) Amir's motives are clear. Valkyrie's genes are what he's after. He even went as far as corrupting her child before birth. Unfortunately, due to the father being of another species, his corruption failed, leaving the child a simple Starcaller without the sought after abilities. The child's days were limited, and soon after, the little one saw her end at the King's hands. Dark times are coming for Valkyrie as the man who drove her to madness draws near.

Atlas•Servant•Former Void King

Atlas was Valkyrie's first servant. His whereabouts as of now are unknown. When she resurrected many years ago, he was nowhere to be found. Due to the traits of her weapon. She believes he's somehow sleeping inside of it. Valkyrie has an odd attraction to Atlas that she herself didn't even believe at first. She stills sees the Former Void king as doing no wrong. Part of her wishes for him to come back, the other half fears she may lose her new found title and power. Little does she know, Atlas is fueling every ounce of Void in her body.

Ceres•Servant•Sorcerer of the Void

Ceres and Valkyrie have not always been on the same page. Ceres joined Valkyrie's side simply for the strength she needed. Ceres's motives are unclear, though she's been loyal thus far. Once a simple Witch Doctor, she practically begged Valkyrie for the Void's power. In exchange, she's pledged her everlasting loyalty to Valkyrie. Under someone else's thumb long ago, Valkyrie was forced to slay Ceres's clan, though oddly, left the sole Witch Doctor alive. Valkyrie does not remember Ceres's face from that incident. Sadly, Ceres does remember Valkyrie's. 

Profile Links/Credits

Amir | Ceres Atlas

Fun Facts


Valkyrie has always been an avid drinker. She's well known for drinking just about anyone under the table. It takes quite a while to get this mistress drunk.

Roman recovered her memories not too far in the past. She'd lost the last five years after being infected with the void.

Valkyrie is triggered into insanity by thoughts of Atlas or people that look like him.

Valkyrie still crafts weapons for buyers on the side even though it is no longer her profession.

Her blood is toxic to Vampires and their alike kin, due to the void coursing through her veins. It can corrupt or deeply sicken anyone that consumes it. 

Valkyrie has an odd interest in younger males. This all started with her late servant Atlas and has only grown since his disappearance. 

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  • Long, slender fingers wrap around a cellphone that by a millenials's standars is ancient. Aza has never been a huge fan of techonology; his mind simply cannot comprehend it. In that way, there's no doubt he's older than dirt, as those of an older generation, for the most part, are incompatible with technology. However, he can't deny these small, expensive things do have their uses. The demon peers down at it, at the image of a young woman occupying the entire screen. 

    One would think he's here to buy new flesh, and they would be right to make the assuption. What they would be wrong in thinking is what his true intentions in doing so are. Rather than using his coin for a new adquisition to tend to his every need, he's here on a rescuing mission. Those who know the bastard wouldn't be able to believe their eyes. Others would question whether he has any ulterior motives. 

    You see, Azazel Morgenstern makes bargains, as most demons tend to do. Usually he grants people's wishes in exchange for their souls, but on the rare occasion he's in a good mood, he will oblige in exchange for favors or more than likely, money instead. The middle aged couple who had hired him had been desperate to find their daughter, a pretty thing of nineteen years old, possessing long, wavy blonde hair that shone like gold, stormy gray eyes, and a dimpled smile. She had gone to college one day and never came back. Nobody knew what had happened to her, not administration at campus, or her friends and roomates, or her parents. A police report had been filled, but the authorities had other cases as priorities, mainly those involving kidnapping and murder. The parents had been understandibly outraged at the dissapearance of their only daughter, but the police weren't as concerned. People at that age went missing all the time and then came back home with their tail tucked between their legs once the novelty of being out into the world on their own wore off. they said.

    But the Sanders knew better. They knew their daughter. Jennifer was a good girl, they said. She was at the top in all her classes, she didn't drink or smoke or do drugs. She didn't sleep with or even looked at other women who weren't her girlfriend. She wouldn't do something as impulsive as upping and leaving without a word to anyone. She was in trouble, they felt it in their bones. Unfortunately, a hunch wasn't a good enough evidence to launch an investigation. With her gone just for a few days, there was nothing else to do but wait.

    So while the Sanders wait and wait by their window, expecting to see their daughter at any time, Aza is thousands of miles away, searching for her. He has sources. He has people all over who keep an eye and their ears open for him. Even a powerful being such as he, after all, cannot be in two places at the same time. 

    Aza huffs softly as he stares up at the building before him. He fixes his tie, puts on his gloves, always the image of pristine condition; a sharp contrast to the hurricane of dark thoughts that perpetually fill his twisted mind.

    How will mama and papa Sanders react when they learn their precious little girl was taken away for the purpose of having that pretty mouth of hers wrapped around the cock of some perverted old fart, I wonder.

    As he makes his way inside, he thinks of how this better not be a complete waste of his time, and how sweet it will feel to flay alive his informants if it turns out to be.

  • With his case stated just about as far as he could take it, Omega watched Valkyrie, lips pursed. Tiredness weighed down on his features from the mere couple glasses he had… aside from the time change, and the fact that by now it was inevitable. He watched her snatch up the bottle after she stood, eyeing the splash that was left in it still with surprise she had gotten there. Standing up for himself, his phone was pulled off the table and shoved into his pocket. He left the empty glass behind as he waited, stepping around the shattered one that used-to-be, strewn about the floor.

    As if startled she’d topple just as the glass had, he was subconsciously on standby for it as Valkyrie rose. To his relief and suspicion, she stood without need- he didn’t believe she’d take it anyway. Blue hues were stuck on the woman for a reply, yet.

    “You sure?” Omega blinked. Once or twice, even. He was never one to give up a place to stay when it meant paying for it otherwise. He said nothing more as she made her way to the door, and hesitantly he followed after. The timezone change once more made him double take as the atmosphere outside the club had lightened up since they last passed through the door. He could wait out for the morning, at this rate… yet compared to the idea of sleeping, there was no contest. The door shut behind Nik and he took an instinctive look around to the shadows where the creatures from earlier had pursued him from. He saw no such sign.

    Shaking the thought, he turned back to where the woman stood ready to depart. Clearing his throat, pushing his sleeves up, he tucked his hands into his jacket pockets and followed. “You know where we’re going?” He questioned skeptically. Didn’t matter. One look at the foreign street signs and he knew he was reliant whether she did or not.

  • Sounds rattle from the back, absently. Right as she thought so little of him. Things can't always work out the way she wants. Disappointed or no, it didn't matter. So whatever she stole, he would find out. Eventually. Letting her speak her mind, even if it so little, it's enough. He would only follow her figure with his gaze. Right up to her reaching the door of this now empty establishment.

    His marks burn, and it wasn't a sensation he'd felt before. This was seething pain that he's only experienced a few times before. And getting used to it was still work in progress. Inching forward, Lucifer is able to rest his hands flat upon the counter in front of him. With a deep breath and attempt to exhale calmly. Lucifer finds his voice. His gaze was still on her as she was there at the door.

    In a way, Lucifer felt cheated, that all this talk about relinquishing hold on Ceres was just a front for something else. And that something else was the fucking kiss. Damn did that leave a bitter taste in his mouth. Sure, she could go on about how he was being childish, but just how would she have reacted were she in his shoes. No doubt any different than he. And there it was. Valkyrie had gone and said it. Reduce himself to begging? No, he wasn't going to do that. He would rather take the damage to himself and get that void out of Ceres and return her wings. How he was going to manage those two in one go, was going to be quite fun. Of course he was being sarcastic.

    Unbeknownst to any, other than Agnes whom had followed through the mirror. Had seen him harvesting something, collecting really, but harvesting sounded best. That flower wasn't something anyone could find if they wanted to. You had to work to get it. Thus harvesting, fit better. Regardless, the bloom was going to be key to this retrieval. Leaving Lucifer positive on his goals. What he needed now, was to know what she'd tried to extract from him with that damn kiss. Or what she hoped to gain. Because if it was anything of real importance, he was going to take that back.

    Lucifer refused her to leave, and she would find that the door won't be opening. Even if she pulled and got the door open. There would be nowhere to go. Blackness, is all that she would find behind the opened door.

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  • (Hey, sorry I haven't been around much.  I plan on dishing on replies later tonight, though, so expect a reply... finally lmfao.)

  • "Valkyrie, huh?" Agnes would repeat to herself, under her breath, matching face to name. She knew about fierce women warriors in mythology called Valkyries, but they were more bird-like. She appeared to be someone of her own caliber, something that piqued her curiosity. Agnes was sensitive to many things, but for now she took Valkyrie for face value. Doing anything supernatural on her part was out of the question, Agnes wanted to find out what she was all about before revealing anything.

    When the scythe was summoned, her eyebrows rose gently, and then the delicate fabric of time and space was ripped with it. Agnes thought of having a closer inspection, she admired all types of weaponry. Even in sweatpants and a tank top, Agnes was armed with a pistol and a knife, being the bouncer of the bar and all. "What the hell, I'll join you." She'd say, something like this was rare, especially in a city. Agnes hadn't met anyone this...powerful as of yet.

  • Waiting on the edge of his seat for whatever answer might come, ultimately his brow furrowed when she answered. One-part frustration, two points confusion. Soon enough? What the hell did that mean anyway? “Yeah..?” Omega eyed her afterward; his lips pursed as he caught signs of the woman’s intoxicated state. With a couple drinks in, the edge was gone but he wasn’t quite there himself.

    Waiting for the answer silently, he was left wondering if he should have regretted it. He officially had his own troubles to deal with since walking out the door that morning… He also hadn’t the slightest clue of what to do about them, either.

    Regret? Yeah. It rose another notch when the woman suddenly burst out in laughter, earning a dumbstruck expression from the man across from her. Omega blinked. He watched as she slumped down onto the table surface little by little, easing up on his expression by the time she had. Studying the mess that was a stranger named Valkyrie, his eyes flickered abruptly toward the sound of breaking glass briefly, looking far off as if a waitress had caused it… No. His eyes fell and he grimaced at the sight of broken glass on the floor not far from his feet. 

    Another round of laughter from the woman sent his attention back to the table. Omega eyed her with a couple vacant blinks when she shot the question back to him. They widened to the assumption. “Ah, no- I just…” His eyes flickered to the card on the table. “I mean- I’ll be looking for a place to go tonight anyway,” He proposed, shrugging his shoulders a tad. By the looks of the card? He questioned whether he could even afford it. Who knew. It sure as hell beat where they had come from or a strip club that was bound to close on them anyway. It beat being hunted down by what fiends could still be on his trail, all the same. Finishing what was left in his glass, he slid to the edge of the booth. “Either way, they’re gonna kick us out. You can tell me whatever a Void is on the way.” Doubtful, in her current state, but he’d take all the leverage he could get.

  • Said deposites weren't without security, unfortunately. And no, Lucifer hadn't thought she would go that far. But he should have known better, though as she would think, his mind was all but thinking straight. His thoughts were elsewhere, which, made Lucifer a tad vulnerable at the moment. These were the moments that his enemies took advantage of, at least, those that knew him better than most.

    For sure Valkyrie knew this, at how quick he was being with decisions or things he should be thinking of carefully. However, while his mind isn't entirely there, the wards on him, are. So when their lips meet, and her little trick is at work. Marks upon his person light up. Forehead, the backs of his hands, it was rather amusing to watch.

    As Lucifer felt this intrusion, Valkyrie might need a slight bit to get what she wants. But Lucifer gave the woman a reasonable shove. Catch herself if she will, but he wasn't being careful when he does. Eyes gone black, swallowing all color. Reds and whites of his eyes, leaving them looking like black sockets.

    He'd given her nothing when it came to that kiss, but that shove. With a swipe of his hand across his lips. He turns his attention to her. "Even now. You slight me with this parlor trick of yours." he said to her. Giving his lips a second wipe. He turned an eye to the obsidian, and the gem at the same time. Where they had been packaged, and lay in wait. No, he thought. The merchandise turned to dust. Shelves all but empty at this point. They occupied an empty room at this very instant. Returning his attention to her, his hand lay flat upon her money, which, he then threw at her.

    "If you were seeking something beyond something so trivial. You could have asked, rather than taking it." he said to her, not interested in her business at this point. She might have or could have had, but their business was concluded. "Since you failed to specify, I will see this as a successful transaction. A deal is a deal after all." he added.

  • Like clockwork, a half-smile pulled at the corner of Amir's lips when she grasped hold of his hand. His feet began to lift off the ground, toes pointed down as he hovered a mere foot off the ground. His hand kept hold of her's as his cosmic hues gave a soft smile of their own. Now was the time for everything he'd been planning for. He wouldn't let it slip through his fingers. 

    With a swift outstretch of his fingers on his free hand, the duo would vanish. The spot they reappeared in was much calmer, much more secluded and much more familiar. At least to him. The grand entrance of a royal castle. Outside, the light colored sands wrapped around the grand yard. Patches of freshly watered flowers and verdant grass lined those sandy walkways. In front of the duo lay two grand doors. They were at least twenty feet tall and a cream colored white. With a cranking sound, the doors echoed open. 

    Amir released her hand and began his pace inside. That pace quickly turned into a hover, as his feet left the ground only to elevate him a few inches. Amir was no different; like most Starcallers, he preferred hovering over walking. This was his home now, he may as well relish in it. The grand entrance hall inside was rather empty. Priceless statues lined the walls along with high-grade art. On either side, stone stairs wrapped a circle around the walls and lead to a second layer. Amir only turned, his gaze landing upon the Mistress he'd worked so diligently to capture. 

    "Welcome home."

  • Lucifer watch, listened what she directed towards him because what he'd said to her. Surely she knew that at some point he did blame himself. Else he wouldn't be trying to make a right out of a wrong. Regardless he listens, taking everything she said without retort. He had nothing after all. He was learning what had happened, though doubts this to be the entire story. He would like to hear it from Ceres herself as well. Fill in the empty holes that Valkyrie's words might have. Though he says nothing, it is evident he wasn't ignoring her.

    Watching her as she took hold, and came around the counter. Standing then right in front of him. Didn't sound like she was done, no, see,s to him like she was trying for something with what she says. Perhaps it was to provoke, or just get under his skin. He isn't sure about that. His mind was too fixed upon matters that her mannerism isn't really acknowledged. Meaning, he wasn't retreating or flinching from the touch.

    What good did it do Ceres to receive this power. Nothing. He doesn't believe it helped her find him. Ceres could left that shop never knowing it had been him behind this counter. So was that power really doing for the Fae. If not more harm than anything. Valkyrie wouldn't see that, clearly didn't care. Not from what comes spewing from her next. A little reaction from him at that. Ceres wasn't hopeless, she was just gullible, was too innocent.

    Eventually, Valkyrie gets to the subject of payment. She would relinquish Ceres, for something so small. Something trivial he thought. It wasn't something he was a stranger to, nor would he shy away. He had tilt his head at her when she greeted him with a coy smile. "Is that all? If so, then take it. Or you rather it me who takes it? Either way, I'm not letting this pass." That was all he had to say.

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