*Lady Death walks back through the entrance of the domain, her long hooded cloak covering her features, her signature scythe in hand as she walks back to the house. Placing the scythe in the umbrella stand on the way in and returning to her office, the hourglasses in the bag on her side disappearing as she puts it down beside the desk as she sits and continues her work* things are more bothersome without the others around to help...