Freight Train
09-23-2013, 08:20 AM
?Impatience is a troubling companion. It eats at our bones and makes our skin crawl.? The demon looked upon the she-devil before him. She stood tall and proud, a vision. Purple eyes and peppered coat. Yet there was something about her coat... something that wasn't average. His ears twitched and he grinned, an action that made him look no more friendlier. "Alas the wait is not long, for an angel of darkness graces me with her presence." His eyes wandered, roving over every visible inch of the plus sized woman. She was delectable and he allowed his eyes to give away the wanton lust that took help of him. No doubt this woman was a warrior and at that a perfect example of what a female warrior should be. Muscular and large, she was built for the job. "I have come, angel of darkness, to request a place among your ranks. I will pledge my fealty and serve you to the best of my abilities, however,", Upon this word he gave pause, his eyes finding hers again, "I request my freedom remain my own." His face had gone straight again, pink eyes locked on purple. One eye saw her whole and beautiful, the other dared to cloud her, to blur the edges. |