The sun had set and the night sky filled with the same stars that created his stardust reaper. Voxir had started a conversation the day before with the incubus cardinal about something the small purple ghoul said to him. As the conversation continued, the incubus grew more interested in what the necromancer had been up to since their previous appointment. My my, what a busy boy the pale man had been, and he was not the only one growing curious. A question of the incubus' vemon came into play and the cardinal was more than willing to sate that curiosity with a demonstration.

Now, the necromancer was on his way to the said Cardinal's office for an appointment. Beneath his usual robes was the enticing stained-glass patterned corset with matching stockings. His long hair tied back in a loose ponytail, his dark glasses in place, but they did little to hide a light pink blush dusting his cheeks the closer he got to the cardinal.

He stood at the door, looking around to see if anyone was nearby. They weren't at this hour. Still, he looked before knocking. "Cardinal Salvatore. It is Voxir."