[hr][hr][center][img]https://s23.postimg.org/h6shths5n/virginia.png[/img]
[img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/e1e20629c43d083e365cb6358b2ca293/tumblr_o17frnvlTR1thj7ndo1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=9999ff]Location:[/color] Almack's[/center][hr][hr]It took her perhaps a second to recognize the veiled woman as her dear friend. They had trained together in the colonies, and although they did not see each other in London as often as Virginia would care for, her voice was a familiar one to her. The black gown suited dear Mosi, of course, yet Virginia felt that it masked the woman's spirit. It erased her personality, likely a ploy of a family member in order to have Mosi be wed. Perhaps that was a singular advantage of having one's parents missing--they could not be dressed as to seem more appealing, though Virginia doubted her parents ever would attempt to mask her identity for the sake of courtship. 

[color=9999ff]"I must say, I am surprised to hear those words leave your lips, dear Millicent,"[/color] Virginia remarked. [color=9999ff]"Yet there are ways to dispose of people, and if this gentleman's death is so required, please do not hesitate to call upon me. We Crypts walk in darkness and it should pose no great difficulty."[/color] Her words were not entirely false, so to speak. They had been granted their earldom for services rendered to Henry the Eighth--services that it should not take too much imagination to determine. And although the Soulless had caused the macabre aura of the family to soften, with the Soulless' presence dwindling, it was likely that they would once again be labeled grotesque. But for a Crypt, that was nothing more than a mere compliment. 

She watched as her dear friend withdrew, entering the establishment with some lord or the other. Virginia could not help but surmise that the man had set his sights on Millicent's sisters, and that if dear Millicent wanted any man dead, it would be that man in particular. Perhaps there could be some method of aiding her dear friend, yet it would not stop the next loathsome creature from setting his gaze upon the Wyndham sisters. 

[color=9999ff]"Castration is such an interesting form of punishment, and one that I feel could be quite apt,"[/color] Virginia agreed, smiling slightly as Mosi removed her veil. Yet the news of the damaged wards only brought trouble to Virginia's mind. The Soulless likely had already crossed the threshold, due to the vision she had had earlier during her walk. The event was doomed to ruin and despair--beyond the normal misery of social occasions, of course. 

[color=9999ff]"Then I do believe, dear Mosi and Sir Kildragon, that the Soulless walk among us,"[/color] Virginia mused. [color=9999ff]"And while you look divine, dear Mosi, I prefer you to look at ease with yourself."[/color] She paused for a moment, before making her way inside of Almack's. If the Soulless were indeed present, she would have two threats to protect her dearest friend from--the gentlemen and the undead creatures.