How You Remind Me
05-13-2013, 06:13 PM
Loki had twined her body around itself, coiling down and compacted her bodice into a tiny pull of obsidian. Her den was carefully hidden, lost in brambles, a tunnel beneath the earth that branched out into a large enough cave to comfortably fit four or five fully grown wolves. She enjoyed the space, the hidden alcove that was her refuse from the rest of the God forsaken world. Did she care that Kaien and Morphine were gone? No. Did she care that Nnoitra and Desdemona now ruled? No. She didn't care and she wouldn't care who flung the direction so long as they didn't meet a firey death. They left her alone and she left them alone. Life was good. The cleverly named Goddess of Mischief and Lies was content, coiled in her haven... but something would shift, a flicker, a scent in the air and for the first time in the year she had been here, her den would be discovered. The familiar scent of Nnoitra rolling over her in waves. She shivered. God damned heat. He would purr to her in the sweetest of notes. A deep rumble and her ears would swivel forward, emerald green orbs snapping open, glowing in the darkness of her den, the dame would not move, her body coiled around itself, but a hum would filter through her vocals and her larynx would vibrate in a tone bathed in sin as she answered him. "When spoken so sweetly how can I decline?" Speech, |
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