Her assimilation of the mortal realm was both lengthy and tiring. Despite growing accustomed to much, she still couldn't quite find herself being used to it. Taking a walk amongst a forest during the Winter season cleared her mind, as well as stroked her very curiosities. Eventually, she would stumble upon someone...just who could it be out here at this ungodly hour? A warm yet deceptive smile grew cross Vil's face, and she began to speak oh so gently, "Just who do we have here?"

A lovely piece depicting Vil and her taste for attire during the time period she was visiting the mortal coil, done by  ombelico!