Rp prompt: You see this woman reading a notebook on a bench at the park

God I want to but I don’t know who to use

Ophelia: I've been alright. Just busy with all these agencies trying to take me down

Death: Theyre still trying?

Ophelia: Every day I wake up there's just emails upon emails. Along with them showing up in the middle of appointments

(Sorry)
Death: Right..

Ophelia: Anyways how about you? Anything going on?

Death: Shochu been more.. aggressive.. lately..

*shochus

Ophelia: Oh I see... why is that?

(Can we make this half canon, being in the middle of the story)

(Sure)

Death: ..Ive told you about my son Saike.. right?

Ophelia: Yes... and I've heard things from his friends about him too

Death: Well.. Shochu sort of kidnapped him and dumped him in hell. He wants to kill Saike. Just because he has teal eyes. Every time in express concern or distress about this, he hits me.

Ophelia: Oh that's terrible... do you need treatment? Any bruises?

Death: No.. no I should be fine..
*shes lying*

Ophelia: ...Alright lets head to my office. Now.

Death: …fine

Ophelia: *Taking her to the office. She unlocks the door and points at the bed thingy to sit on*

Death: *sits down on it*
(Does she use the uncomfortable paper?)

(She kinda has to for sanitation)

Ophelia: Alright tell me everything.

Death: *tells her about how her head constantly hurts, since that’s where he usually targets, and if/when she looks at it, it’s pretty scabbed over*

Ophelia: Alright... Let me just clean the scabs and put a bandage over them.

*She says getting her supplies*

Death: Okay.. thank you..

*She does that*

(You’re telling me you’re not going in depth for all the medical procedures she does? Fraud)

Death: that’s a lot better..

(Hey I'm not the one with the medical license)

Ophelia: Just so you know, this costs extra for not setting an appointment up first

Death: Yeah.. that shouldn’t be a problem

Ophelia: I'm just messing with ya. It's on the house

*She says chuckling and going into her purse*

What flavor?

Death: Oh, don’t worry about that

Just anyone I have no idea

Death?

Death yeah sure

*she sees death walk to her*

???: ...Oh its' you

*She says putting down her book*

I assure you no one has died under my care

(Did we make it canon they know each other?)

(And you brought up the idea)

(No I know I did)

(I mean I did)

Death: Yeah.. I’m aware

???: Then why are you here?

*She says crossing her legs*

Death: I was just in the area, so I thought I’d stop by

Ophelia: oh how thoughtful. I was just marking down my schedule. Don't worry, none of the patients have anything severe. Yet

*She says giggling*

Death: *laughs a bit*
So you’ve been good?

*Jeremy would be walking by, on his way to his next shift, when the book got his attention. He leaned over behind him to get a look at the cover.*

*It's a schedule for stuff she needs to do. The woman notices him*

???: Hm? May I help you?

*Jeremy shrugs as he doesn't know what to do because the thing the woman was reading gauged his interest, so he takes a notepad out and a pen and writes down "I just wanted to see what you were reading, sorry if I disturbed you." before showing it to the woman as he can't speak.*

???: Oh I don't mind. I'm simply just checking my schedule. I have to get ready for my shift soon anyways...

*She says twirling her hair*

*Jeremy nods as he also has to get to his own shift. His attire says he's a security guard without saying a thing. My watch starts beeping, reminding me to keep moving to my job, so I wave goodbye to the woman and I keep moving, rather quickly at that.*

???: *She shakes her head and goes back to planning her schedule*

Odd folks...

*Jeremy is already gone, presumably at his place of work, so the woman is now alone.*