Different psychology, girl nothin' bout you bothers me

I am the conquerer, get out of my waY


his brown and blue eyes landed on her small, sleek frame. scylla Klein was a sight-, an exotic flavor with a demeanor any dunamis could appreciate. like fluid, she talked and moved. casual as ever and easily making him conform to the ease of their interaction. she was thus far, not dangerous to him or his clan yet still, he kept his guard up in the slightest of ways. his senses vigilant and protective as he strode past the borders & into her home. her permission granted so easily as if they had been long time friends. was scylla this way to everyone? the Kleins he heard about were nothing like this one..

"Thank you Scylla." he smiled gently, walking alongside her small body as he let her guide them. "How have you been since our last event?" he asked with deep, cool tones. stoicism was his natural embodiment, but his aura said something else. eagerness to see what she was worth; both their encounter today and potential alliance. "I assume you know why I am here." it wasn't quite question but rather a directive to his grander interests.. what was her cost for such concoctions, and potions alike? what in fact did she have? and what would she claim they could do? his appearance today was meant for something darker of the tendency.. they had plenty to discuss.


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