The HourglassMore Like This
Well, that was much easier than I'd thought, with things going as they had there shouldn't have been help at the final moment. A pull of the pocket watch tucked in my jacket, I glance at the time and scowl. Deviating from the planned schedule yet again...And I'm supposed to be the one enforcing it!
I round the corner faced with the enormous mansion my master lives in. The sun is just beginning to peak out from the shadows as the sky returns from a cloak of heavy black to its dull blue shade. Unlocking the front door, the three protecters of the house sit at the bottom of the staircase fast asleep like limp dolls on a bookshelf. Awakened by my footsteps Meyrin perks up and with a startled yelp rushes over to me, from the ruckus having not so happy Bard and Finny out of their peaceful slumber.
I read her expression, eyes rimmed black from the past day's e
Reaper in Training-Chapter 1More Like This
Adjusting my recruit glasses, I waited to see who my trainer would be. I felt apprehensive as a student was called into the office. In a feeble attempt to look somewhat nice, I wore a dark maroon over bust corset with buckles over a button up black short sleeved shirt, three quarter black pants, and metropolis style heels. Yet I still looked like I did every day. So I had my best friend Viviana pull my hair into a shmancy up-do. But then I looked like I was trying too hard. So I braided it back like I did every day. With my recruit machete strap across my chest the knife resting in its case on my back. My attention was caught to the student three ahead of me walking into door on the opposite wall. Higher up Shinigamis roamed the halls, headed to other levels of the building. I watched Jonah Iver walk passed, a Death List clutched in his hand, his death scythe in the other. Not noticing how much time had passed for how long I had been spacing off, Panera Montesquieu, the girl