Calliope Sedant is what goes bump in the night. (the_redlady) wrote in utr_logs,
She was breathing hard from the mingling of blood and the thrill of random contact, but his words had merit. "Oh, but messy is fun," she pouted, lips plush and red but not from lipstick. She wiped an errant drop from his cheek and continued walking next to him, oblivious to the gawkers. It was New York; they'd likely find something else to stare at soon enough.
Calliope was giggling, in high spirits and well amused. She figured they'd walk for a while and she'd let him pick out the target. Only fair, really - she was a good hostess.