Milk It For All It's Worth [Kaine/Abraxas]

It wasn't long before her scathing demand rent the air, "Then where the hell have you been?" Those shining amethyst eyes narrowed, slid shut. She was just as annoyed as they were. Lip curled in disdain. She dared accuse a deity of wrongdoing? When it was she who had abandoned them? Their love? "I was here, as I always will be. Performing my duties." They returned, voice low. So far, this was not proving to be a touching reunion. Anything but.

She shook her head in disbelief, wavering. Good- they're words had struck a chord. Her head turned, tearing the view of her enchanting visage from them. "I’m here now aren’t I?" She questioned. True. Better late than never, they supposed. Their eyes met, determination in her fuchsia gaze. "And I won’t run away this time." It was a promise, before the Fallen God. It would not be broken lightly. There were consequences for that. To see her, head high and stance confident, was breathtaking. Their little pixie, ready for anything. A tiny smile dared toy at their dark lips, crown lifting to admire her from a new angle. "You had better not, little pixie." They rumbled. Took one swaggering, fearless step towards her. "I would hunt you to the ends of heaven and earth, until time crumbled away." A promise of their own.

Rustling cattails. Crown would tilt, taking in the burly view of young Malleus. Brow lifted curiously, but their mood was improved. It was simple curiosity, and intrigue. ”Kaine, a pleasure,” the young prince uttered coolly, head tipped in his direction. A regal young man, that was for sure. Perhaps more so than the rest. That much was obvious, even from their few, chance encounters. ”I hope I'm not interrupting.”

A charming smile slid easily onto their features. They turned their attention to the heir of the empire. "Not at all, dear Malleus." They crooned, tail tip flicking. A soft shake of the head, reassuring. "Meet Agria, my little pixie. If I am not mistaken," Mismatched gaze flicked to the side, to the rosen furred female. Testing the waters, and her mettle. "she seeks to join the empire, and better the name of Abraxas alongside us." Attention returned to the larger male, brow lifting once more- this time in question. "What say you, my prince?"