Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine. Mutant Enemy the great god Joss, not me.
Rating: G
She stands off center and watchs him work.
He is death.
So is she.
Shown numerous ways to kill a body, especially in the learning of this knowledge and has since being by his side.
She needs no weapons.
If needed she can kill you with her brain.
Her death is wary of her, She is an unknown, wild danger, She dances in the fire to the tune of death. Notes, music that only she can hear. The others could hear it as well, if they just pay attention.
For now she contends herself with being the soul collector.
Listening to the whisper of songs long forgotten.
Death.
Grim Reaper.
Scythe.
Souls.
Life.