Jewel
Amicia de Blanc
The Crimson Flow Mortuary.

When the jar was held out to her, she ran her thumb over the soft fibres along the surface - only to drop the leaf in with a flinch as Alistair shouted down the hall. She'd never liked loud noises and the mortuary she had grown up in was always quiet, the asters there believing that the quiet was more respectful to those that had passed. 

When a boy appeared in the doorway only a few moments later, she hopped down from the stool as if to greet him. He looked so young. 

*Colleague*, she almost breathed a sigh of relief."It's-it's nice to-it's nice to meet you, Hugo." She said, then looked to Alabaster,"You ha... Ven't given me your-your name yet."
Dawn
Alabaster Brack
The Crimson Flow Mortuary

"Alabaster." Conversation finished, he pulled a bottle of mulled wine from the shelves behind him and poured a glass. "Go." He continued, dismissing them with a wave. "I have business to take care of." 

"Come on then." Hugo said, rolling his eyes at Baster before waving Amicia forward to join him. "I'll give ya a tour of the place. Hope you ain't squeamish." His chuckle disappeared quickly as he glanced around to see what she had with her. "Didn't ya bring somethin? We can drop it off upstairs first so you don't get it dirty."
Jewel
Amicia de Blanc
The Crimson Flow Mortuary

*Alabaster*. How fitting.

When they were dismissed, Amicia picked up the light linen shoulder bag that held what little possessions she had. *I've been doing this longer than you* She wanted to tell the young boy."I'm not-I'm not squeamish." She mumbled instead, following him and flicking the strap of her bag when he had turned to ask if she had brought anything with her.

She'd left most of her belongings at home to travel light, bringing only her letter, a few garments, a hand mirror and a hairbrush. She figured that when she had settled she would be able to purchase or make anything she came to need.

"Hhooow lonnng have you worked-worked here?"