mortem-siblings

[mortem-siblings]

"Good night."

Vivere waves.

Vivere sits in a shadowed corner of a quiet room in the orphanage, holding a random book to her chest. She couldn't read it, but that didn't matter. She just needed something.

(- @mortem-siblings )

"Child? Dear what are you doing out here so late?"

[mortem-siblings]

"I take care of myself well. You didn't notice I'm awake at night until tonight."

Vivere sits in a shadowed corner of a quiet room in the orphanage, holding a random book to her chest. She couldn't read it, but that didn't matter. She just needed something.

(- @mortem-siblings )

"Child? Dear what are you doing out here so late?"

[mortem-siblings]

"Then you should sleep. Why are you up?"

Vivere sits in a shadowed corner of a quiet room in the orphanage, holding a random book to her chest. She couldn't read it, but that didn't matter. She just needed something.

(- @mortem-siblings )

"Child? Dear what are you doing out here so late?"

[mortem-siblings]

"That's not late though-?"

Vivere sits in a shadowed corner of a quiet room in the orphanage, holding a random book to her chest. She couldn't read it, but that didn't matter. She just needed something.

(- @mortem-siblings )

"Child? Dear what are you doing out here so late?"

[mortem-siblings]

"It's not that late, though? It's quite early, actually."

Vivere is confused. Regardless of the time, if it's night, it's early to Vivere. She's naturally nocturnal; absent during the days due to sleeping, but awake and active at night.

Vivere sits in a shadowed corner of a quiet room in the orphanage, holding a random book to her chest. She couldn't read it, but that didn't matter. She just needed something.

(- @mortem-siblings )

"Child? Dear what are you doing out here so late?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere follows, but she waits for Fyodor to sit down before she does.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere silently watches, deciding to trust Fyodor not to poison her for now, even though she doesn't recognize most of the ingredients. Seems quite different from her own Realm's things.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"..."

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"I don't want to sit."

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"I'm alright with standing, I've had to stand still for longer."

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere watches.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"Alright.."

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere just stares blankly at the recipe. She doesn't know English and none of the ingredients are familiar, so she just looks at the pictures.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"What are you making?"

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere tilts her head, curious.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

Vivere silently watches.

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"

[mortem-siblings]

"... cool."

A young teen hides in an alleyway away from the main street, hidden in shadows. She hisses, covering her ears at the sounds of the city, eyes closed because of the bright lights.

Her black feathered wings are folded tightly against her back, the feathers slightly ragged and dull, like she doesn't care for them much, and a wire-like tail curled around her feet, the bladed tip flat against her. her dark shoulderblade-length hair covers her face, too busy trying to escape the noise to move it out of her face.

She seems mostly healthy, and probably from a very well-off family, but definitely doesn belong here.. and is definitely not human.

(- @mortem-siblings )

A semi-tall man was currently walking the streets, his nearly knee-length black hair draped over his shoulder like a dark veil over his entirely white attire, seeming like an angel or a high divine being. He paused, hearing the hissing sound and turning towards the alleyway the sound came from.

He lets his eyes get used to the darkness of the alley for a moment when he sees the winged girl.

"Are you alright? What are you doing out here little one?"