Probably Not What You Expected

@"Horus"

Mikistli couldn’t help but growl and mumble under her breath as she waited for her Secret Santa partner to show up, a gift carefully wrapped in black wrapping paper with a blood-red ribbon on it in her hands.

She had no idea of how Coatzin managed to convince her that this was a good idea, she wasn’t of the kind that went around giving gifts and joy to everyone around, that was Coatzin’s job. She was the one that was supposed to kill that people and enjoy their suffering…she didn’t even allowed her to pick what she would give to this guy named William, it wasn’t like if she didn’t know what he would like…probably? The cat sweater that included a cute hood with cat ears and even a fluffy tail, which could be taken off if the wearer wanted to use them without the sweater itself, was far from what Mikistli had in mind.

Oh well, she only had to put up with this nonsense during this stupid time of the year, and hopefully this whole thing would be over soon.

On her own defense, Coatzin told her that she wouldn’t let her out of the mirror world this whole month if she didn’t tried to be somewhat nice and be part of all the cutsey stuff about Christmas spirits and joy and blah, blah, blah…bullshit.

She was just resting against a wall, hidden between the shadows of the place, the only way to tell her apart from them being her glowing red blood eyes. Her thoughts where interrupted when she heard someone approaching.

@Horus

Mikistli took the paper with the description of the one she was supposed to meet in this pace, and after making sure that he was the one she nodded to herself, putting the paper back inside her pocket and walking out of the shadows where she had been waiting.

She walked towards him, his steps as silent as always, but his actions while walking made it known that she wasn’t even trying to hide her presence at all, actually all the other way around. The dense dark aura surrounding her making most people around feel uncomfortable or threatened when being around her, just like always, and her unfriendly glare wasn’t exactly helping much to ease those feelings.

She looked at William silently for a second or two before talking to him “William Hwe-Yeon Song, am I right?” Unlike other times she didn’t really tried to hide the small lisp that made her drag any ‘S’ thanks to her snake tongue, and though it wasn’t as obvious as it would be if she didn’t even bothered to try it was still a bit noticeable.