Introduction Post

[greeneyed_louis]

A slender figure steps through the doorway, dark eyebrows arched in a silent question. Quiet except for the soft noises made by his footfalls, he continues to make his way along the hall, the lights reflecting off the pallor of his white skin and ridding it of the almost human colour that others of his kind took such notice of. Deep green eyes

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[glacianbitch]

Karla feels a new arrival almost instantly, the psychic scent that of a landen but subtly different. So she's a tad wary as she strides into the main room and tilts her head at the newcomer, her lips twisting in a wry and slightly wicked smile. "Well, well. Sneaky fellow, aren't you?"

[greeneyed_louis]

A subtle frown appears on Louis' face, although it is gone in an instant. His current feelings, however, remained. He was insulted by this woman, with her accusatory tone and contemptuous attitude. Keeping his tone as neutral as possible, he spoke. "Pardon me, madame? I have no intent of doing any sneaking about here, I assure you."

[glacianbitch]

She ignores the frown and the insulted air and grins at him. "Excellent. I was beginning to worry." She tilts her head and examines him closely. "You're not a landen, but you're not Blood either," she says thoughtfully. "So what, exactly, are you?"

[greeneyed_louis]

"What am I?" he replied icily. Louis found himself slightly unnerved by this unusual place and strange woman.

He assumed she had asked that question because she could tell that he was indeed not human, would would then make her... a witch? One of the Talamasca? No, not one of them, he thought ruefully; her manner speaks otherwise.

"Allow me, if I may, to return your query: who might you be?"

[glacianbitch]

She gives him an extravagant bow. "Karla, Queen of Glacia, Black Widow, and Healer. Not at your service, but I might be willing to help you make sense of this place."