Shattered Image: Desdemona vs. Sol Le'Blanc

~Sol walked through the eerie and squeeky gates of the cemetery. The fog that resided on the ground slowly moved across the chilled ground that seemed to be not have been touched for a long time. Staring at the head stones around Sol, the poilet like hat on Sol's head flickered from reality for a few moments. Sol didn't like the idea of being in a graveyard at all.~

((I feel like I'm betraying myself by fighting this character. xDD))

#~*Desdemona slowly walked into the graveyard; She could see scattered lost and lonely spirits around the area. She stopped in her tracks, bowing her head in respect for the spectres. She would probably end up using them later.. This was a fight, wasn't it? After a moment of still silence, Desdemona continued walking up to the person that had called her here, not opening her eyes until she was a few feet away from them. Her eyelashes fluttered open, as she took a quick glance at the person, before stiffly staring at her feet. "... Sol Le'Blanc... I am Desdemona..." She muttered, not removing her glance from the ground. She shuddered for a moment; It was unpleasant... all the numbers... all the haunting spirits... but; she would endure.*~#