Into the Dark
06-10-2017, 12:04 PM
The presence of another did little to relieve her inner turmoil, or change the direction of her thoughts, but it did serve to distract her enough to have her step back from the edge. Lilith growled dangerously in her mind, angry at the thoughts of Naamah. Red orbs rolled in a darkly colored skull, and her black flag lashed irritibly. Looking at the off-white male, then to the beady-eyed snake around his neck. One dark ear slid back on her crown before she returned her bloody gaze to the mismatched white and green of his own. Haec ad unam cogitat adiuvare me. She speaks to herself within her mind, Lilith cackling like the madwoman she was, sending Naamah's eyes towards the heavens in a sardonic stare. Her head turns back to the lake without a word yet, smirking and turning her eyes back to him at last. Her white tip muzzle tipped up with pride, "Only gods can be helping now, there is no fixing for the sick I am." Her smile slit her maw, and she came down from the edge of the volcanic opening. "And you? How is Naamah be helping today?" Despite the poisonous look of the snake around his throat, Naamah padded forward though she remained carefully out of strike range of the viper. Fear was not something that drove the woman, instead, she was more curious about the male's companion. "You are knowing you necklace can be killing you, yes?" Her eyes flit with some humor between the male and his snake, increasingly entertained by the irony of a poisonous necktie. "Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations. |