"Barely legal? I'm 21, lady. Old enough to drink, smoke, get laid, and go to war." Okay, so that wasn't as tactful as he usually would be. Maybe it was that truth thing going around. He smirked, then shrugged. "I didn't know it was your garden. I've been to this park before, with Dionysus. I didn't know the property had changed hands. I'm Damien.. if you knew him, maybe he mentioned me. Unless he forgot. Perhaps he had to hurry to get somewhere."
He had to admit, though. This green woman was really attractive. If he were a full human, then he might have said that out loud. He glanced and noticed the plant coming toward him. He wasn't too worried. Much. He smirked at her nail gesture. At the mention of those things, especially the hidden God part, he let out a soft laugh. "No, not a god.. quite the opposite. The Beast. Son of a devil and a jackal." Ohh, shit. "Oh. Umm, I shouldn't have said that.."
Damien wasn't quite sure what this woman was going to do. He knew of the plant creeping near him, and he sensed a flirtation.. and he felt drawn to her now. What.. why was that? He felt a little lost. Then, he suddenly had a thought come into his head. He seemed to know that she dealt in natural toxins, dangerous stuff.. and that it was part of her. This happened on occasion. He never failed a test in school because of it.
He took a few breaths, trying to keep his composure. But something about her.. ohh. Maybe it was pheromones. Or something. Possibly similar to the same thing he had, which occasionally drew people to him.. girls, guys, politicians, allies, gods, etc.
"I'm sure you have seen it all, ma'am. I can sure see all of you right now. And I like it. I like it very much. Want to make out?" He inwardly groaned, though he was smiling on the outside. Dammit. He really hoped this truth-infection would be over as soon as possible...