The sharpness of his laugh sends a shiver creeping down her spine, though not for the reason one might think. Oh, she can absolutely sense the dangerous aura that surrounds the dark creature, but the shiver originates from an irrational excitement, rather than typical fear. No one ever said she was a prudent little powder puff.
Even when he spins to face her, looking as though he might crush her skull with a rock too, that smile remains firmly in place. When she sees the way his eyes falter when they find hers, a rush of adrenaline sweeps through her veins and sends her heart into a quickened beat that has nothing to do with panic. The refining of his carriage and the unsure quality of his voice produce a soft, tinkling laugh, a deepening of her smile, and a keen sparkle in her eyes.
He might worry over the comparison of his appearance to hers, but such things are of little concern to her. All she sees is his susceptibility to the only bit of power she’s ever held, however superficial it may be. She’s had enough success in manipulating the boys back home, but she hasn’t had much chance to hone her craft with the men of this land. In the moment, she doesn’t see how this could be a more perfect opportunity for that, as well as completing one of her tasks.
He does not step toward her threateningly when his tone sours, and she’s honestly heard worse, so she does not flinch. Instead, she gently touches down, though her wings still flutter energetically at her back. Her head tilts inquisitively as she scans him from head to toe, still deciding how she wants to play this. Her gaze falls on the sticky pool of red that has gathered at his feet.
How intriguing.
She lowers her head slightly, nostrils flaring as the coppery scent drifts toward her. She knows that she should be disgusted by his murderous tendencies (and maybe she is, just a little), but she feels like she might be able to use this to her advantage. Without lifting her head, she looks up at him through her lightly colored lashes and using a low, lush voice, she says, “What would you do if I said I want to watch?”
all I want is a party doll to come along with me when I'm feelin' wild
kalika
@Beetlejuice