It was a cloudy day, dark enough to seem as like it was evening rather than two thirty in the afternoon. Walking down the street was a stunning young woman, Ambrosia. She had just finished meeting with her good friend Persephone. Ambrosia had dark hair that went to her shoulders and dark skin, as well as a clever look about her. She was wearing a crimson blazer over a frilly white blouse and matching crimson skirt. She also had on a pair of stockings and black heels. My my, what a lovely day~ she said, looking about the clouds. As she smiled, a small pair of rather pointy teeth made the briefest of appearances before being covered by her lips again