Marci Von Fright | WIP's Links
Her muse and often the soul to her songs, Marci had very little reason to haunt in one place until they became close. At first, she didn't see what was so appealing of the brooding lockette and was even warned to stay away with the amount of ink that leaked from the probably cursed man. However, her curiosity had her floating about him and eventually she had the nerve to say hello.
Now he's one of her biggest supporters at shows and she's always glad to sit and watch the night sky of the Heartlands after a concert and just unwind.
There wasn't much that caught Grim's interest until he caught wind of Marci's music. Content to be in his self-inflicted isolation, he didn't give the woman the time of day--even when she lingered around him. It wasn't until he caught wind of her music that he seemed to trust she was who she presented herself to him as; there was something inarguably genuine in her song. His initial support was sarcastic--teasing--but after a while he appeared at every concert, every rehearsal. And if the audience got rowdy, overly hype or violent, Grim was usually the cause. "Genuine lyrics deserve genuine emotions," He'd tell her after her shows, uncaring of any new oozing cracks in his frame, a playful grin on his face. "I want to hear even more of your heart at your next one. I'll make sure there's blood to match, Ghoul."