ѕαιитѕ & мσиѕтєяѕ (namah) wrote in cirque_rp, |
The pretty creature's eyes went hot in their amber hues at Oded's words. Singal flairs to what really laid hidden behind bird bones and smooth, caramel skin. Namaah let the liquor slowly burn down her throat. "One would expect," she said, her voice sounding like a trio melded into one, "But a few have been cursed with that pesky trait to be loyal to a doomed cause." Poor Christian. Bless him.
Now Oded answer was a curious one to the succubus. So much so that she curled a bit closer to the Prince. "Just fancy?" Namaah hummed thoughtfully while uncurling herself back into a comfortable sprawl. She shifted so that she offered Oded better access to the ankle he lightly teased. "And what did you think of Management?" Eyes soft, back to a honeyed color, Janis once more, she traced the rim of her glass.