On the prowl. (Open)

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande is bored. Bored Melisandes are rarely a good thing

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[cyranosavignien]

We offer an ugly Cyrano! Ha! Though prettier figments are on their way.

Cyrano is going to be just sitting nearby and writing stuff down randomly on a piece of paper.

For no good reason.

[scionofkushiel]

She notices and doesn't look too interested, though she does give him a brief looking over anyway, trying to decide if she's bored enough to strike up a conversation.

[cyranosavignien]

Well, he's busy writing a sonnet to someone, though his eyes might wander absently over her figure - not as an object of lust, no, he has enough complications in his life in that department, but rather, as one does a lovely object of aesthetic import.

[scionofkushiel]

She looks up and eyebrows at him, slightly.

[phedre_25]

Phedre is going to be trying not to be noticed, thank you very much.

But you know, feel free to stalk her, or something, Melisande.

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande is always going to notice you, Phedre. It's like a Phedresense.

"Ah, Phedre!"

[phedre_25]

Oh, for the love of Elua....

"Melisande." She pauses, curtsies, impassibly.

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande stands and glides over to her, setting down her glass.

"It's been so long."

[elven_irs]

He's pretty. Very pretty. He's also a walking fault line.

So, yeah, enjoy, Melisande. Erhem. We're not sure how he's going to react to you.

He's a bit bloody from his last wolfish encounter, and still growly because of the dead brother and agonizing little cousin, and well, we don't quite know how he would react to you, but.

Have at, if you like. Typist is feeling whimsical.

[scionofkushiel]

Well well, that's interesting.

"Sir - are you wounded?" Standing up. Pretty.

[elven_irs]

He bows, stiffly.

"No, no, I'm fine, really." He looks at her, a little, from under his eyebrows.

She looks like a human version of the Noldor. She's lovely. Alijfikdjf.

[scionofkushiel]

"Are you certain? You look...disheveled." She gives him a careful look up and down, almost appraisingly.

[pandora_antioch]

By typist request, here's a Pandora, not quite looking like a vampire, since she still has that olive tint from her over exposure to the sun, and over all relaxed - if a bit wibbly because lonely.

And well.

She's definitely appetizing, Melisande, but she's certainly not prey.

[scionofkushiel]

Well, Melisande thinks everyone is.

And she's pretty.

So she looks up and smiles. "--good day."

[pandora_antioch]

"Good day." Pandora smiles, closed lip to hide the fangs.

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande stands, setting down her glass, gracefully. "I don't believe I've met you before...?"