Ring the knell and Death will answer

Keeping her silenced paw steps in time with the red demon, Lurid became giddy and excited as the game commenced and continued. They didn't get too far into the darkness before Lurid spoke up, her inhalation seeming to finally signal to Requiem that she was there and she watched as he tensed and made ready to strike out. It had been a long time since she had seen her faithful assassin, her tail waving behind her as she giggled delightedly at the look on his face. His expression said he was seeing both goddess and ghoul, but the relief in those black and silver eyes caught her off-guard. Realizing he would not have gotten the information from the others - as his assignment had come before her decision to relocate - Lurid wondered if he had thought she would be lost forever. She lifted her head and raised her tail, posing for him in the dark, letting him take in all he needed to assure it was really her, then he finally spoke to her. The gravel in his voice was a far cry from the youth it once had, but the depth rattled her chest cavity. And she liked it, too.

His words brought a depraved smile across her face, as if gleefully guilty - even though she was not this time. Welcoming her back made her laugh jovially, and she shook her head. "No, Sheidheda, commander of shadows. Welcome home to you." She then reached out and tipped his nose down with hers, coming in for a gentle headbutt, a personal greeting akin to a hug. "Suus 'bonus hic te videre, Requiem."  Her dual-toned voice was softer, quiet in the darkness as she pulled away. She hadn't realized just how worried for him she really was, but here he was, the first of many coming home to her. Things were looking up. Lurid pulled away from him, she didn't have to ask if the job was done; if he returned it was done.

With a motion of her head, Lurid told him to follow her. She had come to know the ship rather well in the time she had been here, and so she would share the secrets it held. Moving through the corridors and up a flight of stairs with ease, the demon moved to the sleeping quarters. "You can pick any room you wish, my room is one floor up. You have two floors to choose from. The upper decks will be for the heda and kepas, myself and one day the Haihefa will share the largest room." Her mood was drastically different from the bitch goddess' usually grumpy outlook, but it was a day to celebrate. Before he could speak, Lurid ducked into a room and brought out an old bottle of what looked like wine. "I have been drinking this, too. Once you pick your room we can celebrate your homecoming!" Her tongue took on the trademark Latin lilt, an obvious sign that she was slightly drunk and excited.