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*Isardis* · 07-31-2013, 07:36 PM

isardis

She would give him what he so desired, the sweeping of a hind limb as sinew would become rigid beneath amber pelt; his pride beginning to swell precariously beneath sculptured skull, brewing with intensifying self-confidence as he would succeed in his loose labours of retaliation. Her words would boast of undeniable tease, half-hearted sarcasm evident beneath the venomous amethyst of her smouldering gape; his skin prickling with amused pleasure, emotion rattling the chasms of his gullet in fluctuating waves of ghostly cackles. She weren?t of frail nature, which would be only partially favourable; the ghoul always found it far easier to chain the dim and wounded than he did the spirited. Perhaps this sweltering wench would be worth the extra labours?

Though disbelief would lead astray; her suggestion of authority momentarily encouraging a twang of pain to beat at the base of heavy lungs, a contagious ache that would cause a passing seething of displeasure. The biased creature would begin to quake, no longer by frustration but hilarity, chest trembling as if an internal burst of laughter were struggling to break free; jaws clamped in silence as psyche would roll over the change of situation. ?I never doubted you for a moment, m?queen,? lips would drip free of poisonous lies, sincerity not an option as the fiend knew very well that the banshee were aware of his dishonesty. Though it only pleasured him more so, delight coiling his maw in endless rolls of leer.

?I?m not persuaded I could handle the heat, ember; though there are so many craters you do not see. It is, after all, only natural to feel blinded by glory,? tongue would coil behind scathed ivories, shoulders rolling despite lack of movement, ?Isardis, King of Glaciem.? Pride would drip like liquid gold from cherry lips, dribbling downward the contours of his chest to pool at royal paws. Personal rivalry would flurry silver veins, an attempted superiority over the woman encouraging the angel to stretch upwards, chest expanding with the arrogance of his individuality as ruby gaze continued to wander the auburn that posed before him; disgruntled by her stolen power.

ooc/ dammit, next reply will be shorter xD

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