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Erato ([info]passionburning) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
Orpheus chuckled, leaning back in his seat again. A couple of Aphrodite's nymphs had been hanging out with them, and they giggled together as he looked towards them. Erato leaned in close to Armaan, her nose for getting some gossip twitching.

"Which pantheon?" she asked, wondering if she could guess. He wasn't Greek, she knew that for certain. Was saying Hindu too obvious? But he did have such a lovely complexion. "And did they give you that unnaturally clear, glowing skin?" Perhaps perfect skin was something unusual to look for in a person, but Erato was drunk enough to want to reach out and stroke Armaan's face. So she did, with the back of one finger like she was stroking a cat.

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