in the middle of the night
11-11-2014, 09:29 PM
She crept into the light once more, the all consuming darkness of the crypt reluctantly slipping from her person. She asked him question and he shrugged, massive shoulders rising and falling quickly. Valentine's lips quirked up in an amused smirk before sugary words slipped free of velvety lips. "I am." Mock chivalry painted his features as he slipped a forelimb forward and slid into a low bow. "Valentine Ghilain at your service." Still bowing, he tipped his head to the side so he could peer up at her, his upturn lip raising higher in a lopsided smile. Would she take him up on his offer? Weenie out and go on her merry way? He was dying to know. "Speaking" -- "Thinking" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.