#˗ˏˋ ✦ emine ⟶ interactions .

[tragcdyfallen]

❛  we should always learn from those who came before us, but we must also forge our own path.  ❜ ⟶ Melinda and Emine ( @hcpefuldreaming )

Everything she thought she knew had dissipated, didn't that include those that came before? The afterlife had been something she pondered more often than not. " What if our path is locked behind a big iron gate? " Emine quipping with amusement lacing her smile. " I like to think my path is shrouded in mystery. With or without the help from our ancestors. They'd probably hang their hands in shame regardless. "

[tragcdyfallen]

Knowing her way around this isle, she felt pride in this town. Growing up here, what else was there for her to compare to? With her shift finally finished, she just wanted to roam. The salt of the sea was still in the air, inhaling deeply she didn't have time to react. The woman holding up an article of clothing catching her off guard. " Oh, so you have. " she replies as her brow arches in confusion. Did this woman normally pick up a stranger's clothes off the street? " No, it's not mine. I wouldn't be caught dead in something like that. " a grimace graces her features before she soothes them back into a feigned tranquility. " I'm not sure if I want to know the answer but what exactly are you doing with someone's shirt? "

open starter || @ivycovestarters

"i found a shirt not too far away from here" daphne held up the shirt to the person she spoke to. was this a mystery she now had to solve on her own. oh she hope! and she better not be clumsy, she must try doing this on her own. get help from another person than her friends. she wanted to be good at solving mysteries too, without a super smart brain "is it yours?" if not, she didn't know where to begin. maybe someone threw it away because they do not want it anymore. she must admit to herself it was an ugly shirt. how someone can wear it can't she understand. she has gotten better with her fashion when she came to this strange world. instead of wearing purple all the time, she tried other colors too.

[tragcdyfallen]

closed starter ⟶ Victor Van Dort ( @tcrturedpcet )

The house held simplicity now that she finally took a deeper look. It wasn't a bad ' simple ', she noticed with a sigh of content. Her fingers tracing the ivy that wrapped around the rails leading to their front door. Their home. Some memories had returned but her life with Victor could never be easily erased. Whether a fake life or the real one- though she only remembered his ring glinting in the shadows of the Land of the Dead. She couldn't even remember her own death but she could feel it in her soul. That cold, clammy hand of death that grasped her heart that had stilled by ill-intent of another.

No, Victor would never have anything to do with that. She loved him and surely, he loved her. Twisting his ring around her finger, a habit brought on by unease, she took a step into their foyer. Ignoring the dream she had last night. A dream where his rejection woke her from the deep slumber. " Victor? " Emine called out though the silence was all that followed. " You better be home because I brought you something. Or I can eat it all by myself. "

[tragcdyfallen]

Hearing the unmistakable sound of a camera's ' click ', Emine looked around. Now was not the time for an impromptu photoshoot, not when her ice cream was melting in her grocery bag. Her brows scrunched in confusion, " Thank you? " she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or nothing. Almost deciding on walking away, she froze at the question. The aspect of death had been haunting her dreams lately, it was a weird coincidence this woman brought it up. " Not that I'm aware of. Only that we're all going to die in the end. So, I guess we all have a connection to the dead in the end. "

open starter ft. lydia deetz // @ivycovestarters

lydia was sat on a park bench with her camera in tow as she scanned the park for a sign of anything interesting. with a tsk she sighed at how boring the mortal life could be. ghost were much more interesting than the living. but, she wasn't picking anything up her... until a person began to walk past with the most interesting energy. she quickly took a snap with her Polaroid camera. "excuse me... but your aura is fascinating. do you have a connection with the dead?"