Nicholas offered the younger man a kind smile, nodding in understanding. "The community here's pretty tight, you know how it is in small towns. Fred's been here for as long as I can really remember, but I wasn't close with him or his family, admittedly." The coroner stuffed his hands into his...
That was about the greeting Nicholas expected, showing up at a near stranger's motel room late in the evening. Still, he figured he would at least be recognized. "Uh, hey. Hello." At once, his manners seemed to flee him. Fuck. This was probably the biggest reason Nicholas never wandered far from...
Morgantown, Pennsylvania. It was an unassuming, sleepy little town - a living graveyard, so to speak. It was far removed from everything stale in the world, which is what Nicholas appreciated from it. What he didn't appreciate were things disturbing his peace.
"Cause of death? Blood loss." The...
General Information
Full Name: Nicholas Storm
Nickname: Nick
Age: fifty-six; appears mid-thirties
Gender: male
Birthday: september twenty-third
Species: horseman of death
Sexuality: pansexual
Symbols: the pale horse; the inner eye
Themes: Jeff Tuohy - Bourbon Street
Poor Man's Poison -...
After a few minutes, Vashtyee managed to get her footing, albeit unsteadily. It was manageable enough for her to walk, but unfortunately, the shift in gravity wasn't her only concern. Everything in the forest was massive. From the trees to their roots, the flowers, and drip leaves, it was all of...
Although the world around her danced with beckoning lights, Vashtyee maintained an air of caution. This was very, very wrong for her. If she wasn't in the nebula's sea, then she had clearly been cast onto a planet somewhere (which, she supposed, was more ideal than falling into the maw of any of...
It should have been the most significant moment in her fledgling career so far. Vashtyee was all set to go off on a grand adventure into the unknown - that's how everyone around her put it. The reality wasn't nearly as grand, and that alone should've been grounding. It was a routine expedition...
The human seemed to understand Iddie's explanation well enough, though they felt credit was due to all the time spent in Eureka prior to their reassignment. "Use, yes." The shinigami affirmed. "Although it does not have the same capabilities in the hands of a human as it does in a shinigami's...
Despite having informed the young woman the book she had taken belonged to them, Iddie didn't appear upset by any means. However, with the reaper's lack of a face, many key features used to read his mood were simply unavailable. Iddie could clearly note the disfiguration of her face, but it was...
Iddie's question prompted a response, and they were delighted by the opportunity to greet the human girl properly. Well - as delighted as an entity with no capacity for emotion could be. Their gazes met for a bright, shining moment, and the shinigami searched for the ideal string of words to...
Who is next? The shinigami wondered in silence, treading through the world unseen. Reaping souls was a thankless job, but Iddie didn't mind. There was nothing to mind, truthfully. The dead were confused, distraught, and it was a reaper's place to reassure them. As Iddie walked by the ocean...