Desdemona opened her mouth to release the soul she had consumed. She watched the soul return to earth and down to the underworld. She prepared to also depart however something made her pause. A faintly familiar feeling touched her but she couldnÃ¢Â€Â™t identify what it was.
The transparent soul eater hovered as she reached out with her senses. Something was changing, shifting and coming to the surface. But what was it?
Desdemona flew higher into sky and froze, Ã¢Â€ÂœVoid.Ã¢Â€Â There was only the faintest trace of him but Desdemona knew it was him. But where was he?
Lowering herself to the ground Desdemona studied the people around her. She changed her clothing to look similar to those around her. She morphed a low cut white button up blouse, short denim skirt, black stockings and ankle high black boots with extremely high heels. Desdemona allowed herself to fully materialise so others could see her. Little did she know that she was in one of the seedier parts of Mission City.
As she walked in the direction she had last sensed Void she heard some wolf whistles and someone pinched her on the backside. She coolly turned and stared at the culprit.
Ã¢Â€ÂœHow much, baby?Ã¢Â€Â he asked with a leering smile.
Desdemona raised a delicate brow, Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m only interested in your soul and youÃ¢Â€Â™re certainly not ready yet.Ã¢Â€Â
A bunch of guys burst into laughter and the leering man quickly backed up and moved onto a more accommodating woman.
As Desdemona walked she lost any trace of Void. She sighed as a touch of emotion reached her. She was going to have to stay if Void was near and there was one person she intended to visit, this time in the flesh. Once again she dematerialised and locked onto JackÃ¢Â€Â™s presence and appeared before him. She solidified and noticed that his jaw dropped as he looked at her. Ã¢Â€ÂœHello again, Jack.Ã¢Â€Â
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