Tragic Magic

*Lova* · 01-30-2014, 03:20 PM

Was he....annoyed with her? It rather intrigued her, it made her smile turn slightly devious. She wanted nothing from him but information about himself. No secret, nothing important. She only was curious about him nothing more nothing less. Selfish really, but strange, and the way she was to the ends of the earth. Lova turned her head, would he take advantage of her and rip her flesh from an exposed neck? Or would she end up following him about? Well, it wasn't like she would fall for him, love simply did not exist in her world.
Afraid of what loomed in the dark. Lova was no aware of the feeling of fear. She had only seen the idiots of the world fall to their own pathetic needlessness. Her cyan eyes changed softly, he was strong, his stance was obvious. A armada no doubt. Making her shut her eyes for a moment and stood up, but kept herself lower than him. It seemed like he would enjoy that. Though sadly should would not be able to give him the sense of fear. An emotion she felt unneeded, and would simply trap her.
"And you, are you what looms in the dark?" She asked curiously with a smile. Then she was asked a direct question. "I don't feel fear, I am foolish on my own standards. In fact the more fear, the more thrill there is. And it will kill me someday." Lova said with a sigh. So it would be layed judgment on her obviously. It brought odd thoughts into her head.

Speech,

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