Let me bleed you dry
07-03-2013, 09:23 PM
:D
She spoke to him with a lovely voice, something sweet and enticing. It made him feel comfortable, soothed even ? clearly oblivious to any potential malicious undertones or hints. When she urged him closer, his lifted his brows high with surprise, cocking his marred head to the side. ?She doesn?t?? curiosity and surprise painting the childish, high edges of his voice as he questioned. Her phrase had very much gone over his head. ?But everyone bites!? he grinned, bounding a few feet closer despite his own comment contradicting her statement. Caesar loved biting. And as far as he knew, everyone else did. After all, how would you get food down your food chute if you didn?t?
He had neared curiously, a single forefoot still raised for a moment before he set it back down. Did she want him to touch her or something? He lowered his head slightly, his coal nose wiggling as he sniffed the air and inspected her. She had very interesting markings, and oh what lovely eyes. The imp?s tongue briefly slipped from his jaws to wipe along his lips as he stared, unblinking at her face. ?She has very nice eyes,? he commented. Eyes were very interesting things. All round and shiny. They looked so squishy, but they weren?t really. Some were dull and lusterless, while others were interestingly hued and bright, like gems to be taken and kept. He wanted them. A soft sight left his lips before he straightened, focusing more on the marking on her face. It was unusual too. Sudden and odd, like a mask. Even more so than Caesar?s own, fading shade on his face. ?She?s got an interesting face thingy. Does it come off?? he piped. There was a strip of darkness going up her nose to her forehead, like a tab that he could grab and peel off. Would her skin come off with it, all neat and fanciful?
She spoke to him with a lovely voice, something sweet and enticing. It made him feel comfortable, soothed even ? clearly oblivious to any potential malicious undertones or hints. When she urged him closer, his lifted his brows high with surprise, cocking his marred head to the side. ?She doesn?t?? curiosity and surprise painting the childish, high edges of his voice as he questioned. Her phrase had very much gone over his head. ?But everyone bites!? he grinned, bounding a few feet closer despite his own comment contradicting her statement. Caesar loved biting. And as far as he knew, everyone else did. After all, how would you get food down your food chute if you didn?t?
He had neared curiously, a single forefoot still raised for a moment before he set it back down. Did she want him to touch her or something? He lowered his head slightly, his coal nose wiggling as he sniffed the air and inspected her. She had very interesting markings, and oh what lovely eyes. The imp?s tongue briefly slipped from his jaws to wipe along his lips as he stared, unblinking at her face. ?She has very nice eyes,? he commented. Eyes were very interesting things. All round and shiny. They looked so squishy, but they weren?t really. Some were dull and lusterless, while others were interestingly hued and bright, like gems to be taken and kept. He wanted them. A soft sight left his lips before he straightened, focusing more on the marking on her face. It was unusual too. Sudden and odd, like a mask. Even more so than Caesar?s own, fading shade on his face. ?She?s got an interesting face thingy. Does it come off?? he piped. There was a strip of darkness going up her nose to her forehead, like a tab that he could grab and peel off. Would her skin come off with it, all neat and fanciful?