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HEY YOUNG BLOOD



Fiamette

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
-
posts
201
player
06-26-2014, 03:01 PM (This post was last modified: 06-26-2014, 03:11 PM by Fiamette.)




The carmine beauty continues to stare directly into the mismatched eyes of the tyrant, emotion nonexistent within her youthful features as she waits for some sort of response. She is vexed by the woman's eyes, intrigued by their coloration of ivory and amethyst, and finds herself unable to peel her gaze away even when the stranger finally decides to speak. The adolescent's curiosity inflates when the woman mentions her mother, stating she would not want her out here and referring to her as little demon. She feels an odd sensation course through her veins, a feverish desire that streaks across her chest in what she can describe as butterfly's swarming within her core. She has never been called anything other than Fiamette, and so she is intrigued by her new and accurate nickname. Something about her eyes, her words, and the cute pet name little demon.... It was familiar, very familiar. Despite her reeling and racing mind she would keep her outward appearance unchanged- her magma hued eyes gleaming with mischief and her brows furrowing slightly as she responds. "My mother is not here. Who are you, and how do you know of my mother." She inquires, the tip of her ebony dipped tail flicking from left to right just above the earths moistened soil. She hopes the woman will answer her question this time, as she certainly had ensnared the youths unwavering interest.

"Speech"



OOC- phone post!

*this character is prone to violent actions*
companions: marco, wolverine. apollyon, rainbow snake
"there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good"