Stick 'em with the pointy end
07-15-2015, 04:47 PM
The feeling that this guy was a creep didn't entirely fade, but he'd made a good call by appealing to a beautiful fae's natural vanity. Lyre sniffed and looked away, too stubborn to let her irritation go so easily. At the very least though, he hadn't jumped her, which was always a good sign. She let out a long breath before forcing a smile. "You're too kind," she would proclaim, sarcasm dripping from her lips, but the chuckle that followed was genuine. She liked anyone who didn't immediately loose their cool when confronted with a 'strong personality.' "And it's not stealing if I offer. You seem a decent enough fellow, grab yourself a bite or two." She shrugged and turned back to eat, but before she could wrap her jaws around a fresh chunk of flesh, a third voice broke the air. The breath wooshed out of Lyre in sarcastic flamboyance and she turned with exaggerated strain to see a second male, younger than the first, standing near at hand. He asked if he was interrupting, and the bloody stranger would reply, saving Lyre from immediately making an ass of herself. "There's not much here for three, so if one of you wants some, sort it out yourselves," she mumbled under her breath. She would finish this meal, dammit. Even if it killed her. |
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