DarkshireWarlock

Xymorall sighed as she made it half-way through the candy mold with a piping bag full of hot, melted chocolate, which probably would've been burning her hands if she had not decided early on to wear her gloves to perform the task. The Nobody was in the large kitchen of Organization Untold's headquarters, of which she'd become accustom to over the past few months. She was currently standing over a large metal pan with 30 small hearts indented in it, filling each slightly more than half-way with milk chocolate.
Her unruly red hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, her usual attire replaced with a sleeveless button-down and a plain dark red apron. She still wore her black pants, but it became habit for her to walk around the headquarters in comfortable socks, and no one seemed to mind her being shoeless the majority of the time.
She wiped her misty brow once the last heart was filled, placing the still-pretty-full pastry bag on the counter, tip on a napkin. Giving a quick glance at the