The anger rippled off the prince with a delicious sweet smell and nitokh Reveled in it. It was substannce to her evil core.
A long blue hand would gesture to the gun
" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ญ -
this was his first time truly conversing with Nitokh.
Ballas had always kept her at arm's length, which extended to Desira having no dealings with her, Tormis, or Avantus... despite the Desira family, and Nitokh, sharing similar roles within the Empire: militaristic enforcers.
A challenge. Black lips quirking into a smirk, Icy eyes slides over his frame eyes lingering on the weapon and yet here she stands. No weapons. Not even her staff.
"A orokin and tenno meets in the void demon. "
She whispered as her nostrils flared and sniffed-
whilst he made is slow, methodical, yet confident approach.
"And yet, you entered. So, tell me, why? Oh, and... do be very careful what you say, old ladyโ I won't tolerate a simple "I felt like it". No. Not from an Executor."
" ๐ค๐ ๐ฃ๐ค ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐๐ฃ๐"
The blood queen would tilt her head. Before she stood to her normally towering form.
" ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐"
The Prince was leaning upon the doorframe of HIS Personal Quarter. Glaring inside at the Executor making herself at home.
"Care to explain why, or how you got aboard my ship? You fail to read the signs on the way in...?"
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I also created this tonight because words fail me some times and it's the most. HILARIOUS shit I've done
Captain bibbel guys
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Man at first I saw a black blob and my sleep deprived brain thought it was person. It was a trash can