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Victoria Eve | Goth (night_creature) wrote in forgotten_gods,

It was a downward spiral alright. Not like she cared, not then. If she was going through with is, she might as well enjoy it, and hell if she would not. It was Peitho, after all. No strings attached - right. She just had to repeat that enough times to convince herself it was true.

Under a leather jacket, the redheaded goddess wore a tight black top that left little to imagination, and the pinstripe skirt that did not reach the knees was little better, combined with 4-inch-heel boots.

The shade of Goth's hair, falling free around her shoulders, nearly matched the single red rose she was carrying, holding it gently so as not to prick herself in the all too present thorns.

When Peitho opened the door, the younger goddess's face opened up in a mischievous smile, giving the other woman a long once-over. "Hi, gorgeous," she said simply, holding the blossom out to the Greek.