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Victoria Eve | Goth (night_creature) wrote in forgotten_gods,

That was just the bloody problem. Yes, he was her type. He definitely was her type, especially now. And those - oh my god, were those his wings? Even across the room, she could see they were darkened, the pearly tone lost from the spectral shade. At the moment, as the demon on a top hat rose and pulled Abaddon up with him, she couldn't care less about the other immortal - it was Abaddon's presence that was flooding her senses, like she could smell him even from here. She could feel him tugging at all her strings, and that was enough.

Goth didn't usually smoke, but tonight was certainly going to be the exception. "Give me a smoke," she asked, voice trembling. If she was going to go through this, she was going to need the calming effect of nicotine. "Fuck, he's so hot." Of all the things that crossed her mind, that was all she could say without blabbering when her knees felt like giving way.