“ usually? ”
she circles him, studying all the she can and trying to keep calm about his scent. features brighten, she stops on her toe.
“ you charm people often? ”
⠀
she offers a sheer look of endearment——unusual for someone she’s just met, especially in these messy circumstances.
“ well, in that case . . . ” pause. eyeing him down as the smirk returns to her brims.
“ i don’t mind the compliments. ”
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⠀❛ that's at least selfish thing
⠀i could do for you, m'lady. ❜
⠀he said with a charming smile
⠀and expression, definitely glad
⠀she finds him amusing.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
“ a charmer, aren’t you? ”
he’s piqued her interest with the heavy compliment. a smirk rests on crimson brims while retrieving her hand back to her side.
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⠀❛ ah, beautiful name for a
⠀beautiful woman, i'd say. ❜
⠀he said before taking her
⠀hand in his and giving it a
⠀polite kiss. he was never
⠀afraid of her, just bit of the
⠀blood──which slightly
⠀disgusted him.
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“ dylan dog . . . ”
she repeats, a slower shift in tone of voice chimed. eyes scanning over him once more——keeping her thoughts a mystery. outstretching a cold hand towards the other.
“ marianne gaultier. ”
a simple nod, keeping her demeanor while her contentment left her feeling pleasant.
“ it was rather refreshing, ” slight pause. “ though, i quench my thirst no matter the weather. ”
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⠀❛ well, it's pretty nice weather
⠀to taste fresh blood, am i right? ❜
⠀he replied, totally not planning to
⠀hide that fact he saw the blood.
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cleaning the remnants from her lips as a satisfied hum followed, bringing her gaze to the other without embarrassment——no shame emits from her being.
“ overcast . . . i don’t mind. ”