Where Your Reality Drowns

Pink and blue eyes took in the herd but really his attention was on his new acquaintance. There was something that kept that flicker of curiosity going. A depth to the babe that seemed to be a bit more real then some of the other silver tongued serpents he attracted. Plus, she was rather easy on the eyes with the that sultry wash of grey that painted her coat. - His thoughts were swept back along the path of her station as her answer was revealed. Alas, the femme was not a spy. Or that's what she wants him to think. Incubus believed the answer but really would a spy answer that question with honestly? - Cass went on to further explain her rank and Incubus nodded along. It did sound like a pretty good gig. Both having the fulfillment of productivity but the freedom of roaming the lands. "It sounds like you rather enjoy it." A shrug. "That's truly what matters." Incubus being the indulgent creature he did not do many things he did not enjoy.

Incubus knew he'd likely aim for a more fighting oriented position in Ashen, if accepted. He always enjoyed the thrill of a fight and the satisfaction of domination. It would keep him active and working while also allowing him to get his teeth bloody. "Would you ever aspire for more?" A brow raised as he looked at her expectantly. He wasn't sure why he was prying so deeply but maybe it was a way of seeing the world through someone so different. Their answers to that question were likely completely different and that intrigued him.

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