It's like the call of the void, something she can't resist looking toward when sensed, and therein does she find another form of death. Even if not precisely undead, there stands a demon. One who appears youthful, but that does not soften her gaze or her sinister considerations. She doesn't have an apple to offer this one. Lucky for him, nor does she plan to offer chains.
Yet.
Where he seems frozen in place, Vanessa instead takes the opportunity to act. Her book and drink are left behind as she stands, walking with a quiet grace in his direction until she's just before him.
This one is different. The darkness in him has been broken up by something else. Something brighter. Something not meant for Vanessa Ives. ...Sunlight?
Cold but curious eyes are unblinking as they look him over, and after a heavy silence, she slips past him with a low murmur. ]
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It's like the call of the void, something she can't resist looking toward when sensed, and therein does she find another form of death. Even if not precisely undead, there stands a demon. One who appears youthful, but that does not soften her gaze or her sinister considerations. She doesn't have an apple to offer this one. Lucky for him, nor does she plan to offer chains.
Yet.
Where he seems frozen in place, Vanessa instead takes the opportunity to act. Her book and drink are left behind as she stands, walking with a quiet grace in his direction until she's just before him.
This one is different. The darkness in him has been broken up by something else. Something brighter. Something not meant for Vanessa Ives. ...Sunlight?
Cold but curious eyes are unblinking as they look him over, and after a heavy silence, she slips past him with a low murmur. ]
Would you escort a lady on her walk?