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xcemetery xold undertakers never die they just get buried in their work
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silver-apple said:
⌆ ; ⏀

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

When upset, he has a tendency to rub his forearms. 

⏀ describe their usual smile

It usually starts at one corner of his mouth, then quickly turns into a toothy, good-natured grin that spreads the entire way across his face. 

answered 19 hours ago @ 20 Apr 2014
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lxgis said:
✜ | ❖

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

Back and legs straight, shoulders relaxed, feet together, hands clasped either before him or behind him, head inline with the median of his body. 

❖ describe their hands

Pale and bony with long fingers, a few callouses on the palms, and normally dry. There is a large scar across his left palm. 

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The man had a nice smile, Will decided. Even though there was something to be said about the eyes being the window’s to the soul, Will always thought that the smile was also a good indication. Swelling slightly with pride at being called “sir”, he trotted after the mortician, following him back into his office.

"Thank you, sir," Will in turn. "It’s for my mentor, you see. He…he went away and I just want a memorial to help remember him," he tried to explain, face scrunching with slightly frustration as his words failed him. "I’m sorry. I suppose I don’t really know what I’m looking for."

The undertaker listened attentively. “Mmhm.” He replied, nodding. “Perhaps I can help. Please, take seat.” He gestured to the two upholstered chairs which sat before a large wooden desk. 

He walked over to a book shelf which stood against the wall behind the desk. An array of urns sat perched atop it and a multitude of leather-bound books sat on the selves. “Let me see…” He tapped his index finger to his lips in thought before finally selecting one of the books. He walked over to the desk and sat down in the chair behind it, placing the book down. 

"This is an index of various styles of monuments." He opened the book to the first page and then turned it towards to the boy. "Why don’t you look through it and see if anything catches your fancy?"

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xlastoftheoldones xrp


⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

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She was relieved to see a smile starting to reappear on him, and she promptly followed him silently, looking around the room they were brought to. She looked at the equipment that was laid on the small table, giving time to look at the wooden cabinet as well.

The mention of the war gave Iris a curious look, but mostly a small frown at it. “There is a war here?” She asked, knowing that would probably increase business, but it was still not a good thing for her to hear.

"While there have been plenty of conflicts in this fair country, I mean the one over seas, the so-called ‘War Between the States’. I have been too consumed in my own affairs to know all the particulars of it, but what does interest me is the embalming techniques that have arisen. There is a gentleman by the name of Dr. Thomas Holmes who has perfected an arterial form of embalming in which the deceased veins are pumped full of preservative chemicals. This process has been a boon as it allows the fallen soldiers to be brought home without having to worry about troublesome decay on the journey back. Their former president, Lincoln I believe his name was, was preserved in the same manner, and very artfully so, or so I have read. Oh how I wish I could have seen his body in person. I would absolutely love to confer with Dr. Holmes.” 

His enthusiasm on the subject was apparent; there was a sparkle in his eyes and his hands moved about in dramatic gestures as he spoke. 

He paused, took a deep breath, clasped his hands before him, and cleared his throat. “But, that is enough of my rambling.”

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xthatprettyghostlady xrp

Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.

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xMortimer and Angeline


█  —- ♛ ❝—why are you here?❞


"I received a call to make a removal, but…" He eyed the girl and then the house and then the girl again. "… perchance I have the incorrect address."  

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xwednesdxy xrp xmodern!verse


Appreciation for Peter Cushing as Dr. Christopher Maitland in The Skull (Amicus, 1965)

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