Mar. 14th, 2011 at 9:15 PM
[Slowly blinking her eyes open. As she shifts, the tousled silk of the bedspread stretching thin beneath her.
The heat of the room is like a splash of water to the face, and Artemisia unfurls in her mind.]
((OOC: CR or sex, lads or gels! Anything works.))
The heat of the room is like a splash of water to the face, and Artemisia unfurls in her mind.]
((OOC: CR or sex, lads or gels! Anything works.))