golden eyes raise up to meet the gaze shot back at her . brunette , caucasian , hazel eyes , big ass .
sanya approaches the woman , hands lazily resting in the pockets of her suit jacket .
❝ open your mouth for me . ❞
Her Spider-Sense warns her not to change into her costume just yet. Someone’s looking.
Penelope looks left, then right, and immediately whips her head to look directly at the other.
『 a stylish motorcycle forms at her front , sanya raising one leg to take a proper seat . 』
have fun in roanapur or whatever . try not to do anything that causes our fates to realign again .
don’t you worry , your dainty hands won’t be soaked in blood that they aren’t already soaked in . i could care less about what you do moving forward .
『 readjusting her jacket , sanya turns away from the other , using an ability that manifests her favorite form of travel . 』
probably not. better safe than sorry is number one mantra in roanapur, anyway. you have a point.
still, if I am right, you probably give yourself more trouble in the end. so looks like you take gamble either way. long as i do not get involved, i could care less.
would rather use that pretty neck of yours for a drink . the blood flows easier when i don’t have to worry about broken bones .
and dense or not , i’d rather be sure than sorry . would you take a chance on letting a private organization catch you from your lack of action .ᐣ
for you? sure. but only because you are clearly not human. could probably break my neck like little twig.
( she idly rubs her neck as she says this, slightly shivering at the thought of it. )
you probably doing all this for someone who has no idea who you are, though.
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『 a cute brunette caucasian woman with hazel eyes , fangs , 𖬺͟ decent eye candy . seemed like more than enough information to go on , enough to make her look over the scent of unease despite carefree demeanor . 』
『 it wasn’t the description of a recognizable revenant . 』
okay, okay. i know when i am outmatched.
( she's quite nervous in all actuality, but if living in roanapur taught her anything, it's to not show weakness whenever possible. so she maintains a seemingly relaxed smile on her face. )
she just brunette Caucasian lady.
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『 maybe some magmell new blood capable of something incredible . either way , sanya had to find her . better safe than sorry . 』
『 she releases her grip on the other , sighing as if it were an insult to touch her to begin with . 』
finally . jesus .
sounds like you speak my language then . means i shouldn’t have to spell out how this is gonna go for you if you keep stalling .
hop to it , fleshy . ‘less you wanna be nothing but brittle bones .
( she's certainly superhuman, whoever she is. not a regular person. as if the fangs weren't already an indicator of that... )
ohhh... you fit right in roanapur. this typically how you ask over there, too.
『 struts up to the other , grabbing her by the collar . 』
tell me what i want , and maaaybe i don’t tear open your throat . how’s t͟h͟a͟t͟ for asking nice .ᐣ