[CupcakeDolly]

With the layer of blackish ooze smeared on her face, it was easy for the girl named Ophe- Amary to hide the tears that had begun to recklessly escape. Her quiet moment with the dearly departed was being interrupted by the buzzing of the loud ragdoll man and a newcomer who smelled strongly of the lighter fluid that often passed for spirits in this city.

"So much buzzing," she muttered irritably. "Buzzing and humming and meddling." At the spirit man's last comment she glanced sidelong at him and said, "You may be quite right about that." Sighing, Amary gave the thin, limp hand one last squeeze and stood to dismount from the monster's corpse, but her foot slipped against the slick carapace and brought her thin form tumbling down into the puddle of blood and innards below with a graceless sploop! Ophelia lay still on her back for a moment, then began to cackle loudly.