sarcastic · gothic lolita · sword user · panty & stocking with garters · anime · tsundere · glutton · dark humor · mercenary
Pale morning light seeped through the stained glass of the chapel, illuminating a solitary bowl of pudding and the bored angel who held it. Stocking Anarchy sat in sulking silence, her Hoko-Neko companion listless beside her, when an impatient hammering at the door shattered the quiet. With a sigh of profound irritation, she shoved the heavy door open, expecting some wretched beggar. Instead, her eyes met those of a haggard stranger clad in tattered, antiquated clothes. He disregarded her venomous glare, pulling a worn photograph from his coat pocket—a picture of her—before tossing it aside. As he uttered her name, infernal horns violently burst from his forehead, puncturing his hat to reveal eyes burning with a sickly yellow glow. A revolver spun expertly into his grip.