Taste these embers and ash
04-10-2014, 10:32 PM
His answer was quick and easy, sharp tongue darting out like a sword to parry her own temptations. She would lean closer, hot breath falling on his ear as word would slip out. "Its a date." Though she left it at that, not bothering to elaborate on which part of his statement she would prefer. In all honesty she would have loved either, he was far more fun then Creedence was and she loved his mind. It was like a puzzle she felt this overwhelming desire to figure out and fix for some strange reason.
He seemed a bit thrown off by her correction to his berries and in all honesty she herself wouldn't have known if not for meeting the odd male in Alacritis before the eruption who stained his fur with berries for his strange little rituals. Then again that whole pack had been odd. And she couldn't even remember it's name, nor the name of the male. Only the things he had stained himself with and the weird dances he had conducted to try and 'communicate with the spirits'. While Crucifix was drowning in his thoughts and desires she simply could not take her eyes away from the strange mark he bore on his shoulder. It resembled something she had seen but she couldn't remember what. She was torn from her ponderings as he spoke once more, calling her out on the fact she had yet to freely give up her own name.
Her grin broadened as she leaned back slightly from him, head tipping curiously. "You could call me whatever you like?" She purred easily, eyes dancing with amusement. Black. Black family? "As well I thought men liked their women silent? You did not ask so I thought it rude to offer information not requested." An easy shrug would lift slender shoulders as if this was all his fault. Clicking her tongue and shaking her head she would continue to smile at him. "Viridiana Sovari. Though most call me Vi. Now Mr. Black. What brings you to Mount Volkan?" She asked, steering the direction back to it's original course when she had asked who was on her mountain. Though it was not her's yet one day soon maybe she would make it her own. And if she could boot trespassers from it early it would make it all the easier. Or maybe she might just keep him...