O'Death wont you spare me over another? (Personality flipped Pete!)

[metal_of_heart]

Piotr's shoulders rolled, the muscles clicked with each slow movement as he dressed. He had no idea where he was, but he didn't care-he was a master at fitting in, no matter the situation

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[killswithvines]

Layla watched with vague disinterest as the larger man came out of his room and into the hall dressed to the nines. For Layla, being stuck here, like this, without her usual playmates to bloody, torture, drive mad with all the things she could do to their mind, or against their will was beginning to grate. Her brow quirked, he looked like he could be fun tied up in her lethal vines, poisoned with her pheromones, or toxins, or both a the same time. Still, she could not find the will to care. He did look like he was on the prowl though. Evil Layla knew that look well enough. She had that look every time she looked into a mirror

[metal_of_heart]

Piotr raised an eyebrow, and watched Layla walk past with a curious eye. "Zdrazveetye" His lips quirked slightly in a wolfish grin at her comments, and turned towards her. "Da? And what would a little thing like you know about that?"

Zdrazveetye=Hello in russian

[killswithvines]

Layla chuckled softly at his eyebrow quirk, smiling. It looked more demented then a smile actually should look on anyone.

"Interesting accent you have," she said smoothly while she leaned against the wall of the hallway. When he turned toward her, she removed the knife from behind her, one of the many knives, as well as other implements of torture that she had tucked away, out of sight. These things were always on her person no matter where she was, or what she was doing, so she could pick at her nails. Blood was a bitch to remove from under her fingernails she found.

"Better question is what wouldn't I know?" She stated blithely.

[metal_of_heart]

Seeing a nice shiny weapon in her petite hand, Piotr reflexively shifted to his adamantium state and smiles, as the floor groans ever so slightly under his added weight.
"That's a question I cannot answer. It'd take a hard look into that pretty head of yours to learn your secrets."