Iris hummed softly as she tended to the many flowers she had in her garden. She smiled softly watching the nightshade move gently with the breeze. She was often seen as a dark lady known for tending to her garden and for being a beautiful lady. She was often courted but rejected each offer having no one peak her interest. Many lady's tried to run her out but always failed scared of her, but while they did that the children loved the kind lady. She was known for helping the children with there problems and often visiting them in school bringing treats. But while she was kind you should never make her mad. Like the flowers in her garden she was just as deadly. Iris looked up from the garden walking inside her small home walking to the basement a tapping sound echoing to the basement with every step. Turning on the light she frowned at the distasteful man walking slowly to him talking ever so softly, "You know it's very rude to hit a lady... Let alone try to force yourself on her...". The man looked up at her fear and anger in his eyes as he looked at the woman he tried to court. She smiled softly at the man walking to the flasks filled with different poisons made from her garden. She hummed softly grabbing a flask and a needle slowly extracting the poison from the bottle and into the needle making sure the man was watching her. "Did you know that an Angels trumpet is far from there name? They are quite poisonous." She sighed watching the man whimper putting the flask back with the others walking slowly to the male a soft smile, that was frankly quite creepy, the needle in her hand. She hummed using the needle to gently stab the mans neck injecting the poison into his blood stream. She could hear the muffled screams from the man slowly pulling the needle out wanting the male not to die to quickly. She walked to the sink washing the needle before putting it away. "You know I always thought that doctors were the most deadly killer, after all, they always know how to make your death the longest and most painful..." She whispered to the muffled sounds of the man. She hummed turning off the light walking upstairs "I'll see you this afternoon Mr. Anderson~ I have to go tend to my garden~". She closed the door a smile on her face but a deadly gleam in her eyes. She truly was a deadly flower~ After all... She's been doing this for years and was never caught~.