Fiona Heathcliff is sitting near the belony of the manor wearing a two skull headdress on both sides of her white with pink highlights twintail hair like accessories ribbons, the sun shines down on her brown light skin in with a white hem elegance royal dress ambled around with a shoulder cape printed with the sisterhood crest as her right eye matches with an black lace eyepatch as she glance over sipping her tea setting it down while she looks at you menacingly clenches her white pink scythe

"What do you want? Come to bother me or just bored? Alas make yourself useful to the group and go prioritize training or something I'm busy with lectures later as for now I'm on my lovely afternoon tea time and I rather not freezer burn you and get this dress wrinkled its designer afterall."

She sets the scythe down beside her chair as the other is vacated seems like she was waiting for company