Darkened Halls [Human/Vampire/Werewolf/Neko/Etc.] Accepting

[Direwolfqueen]

"it's not like I got a good look I turned saw and looked away" he shook his head not understanding humans and their hideing of their bodys


Demonta smiled "would you rather continue this conversation as a trapped ghost I can arrange it" she laced the knives are him a little giving him more room to move but didn't step back

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

"Still, you saw," Venoxys mumbled, the blush deepening on her face as she flattened her shirt again, readjusting the low neck line.

"Just tell me what you're talking about," Syth growled, shooting a look at her.

[Direwolfqueen]

"only the bra" he said confused " not like I saw you totally naked"

Demonta "what are males to females you dolt" she put her hand on her face rubbing it surprised at how slow he was being

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

Venoxys blushed deeper. "I know that," she mumbled. "but still, it's a bit embarrassing to me. I know, I sound like a little kid when I say this, but you're a guy, I'm a girl, it's a bit awkward on my part, and I'm sure it wasn't too enjoyable on your part,"

"Oh..." Syth mumbled, blinking a couple times. "I'm not like that to her," he muttered.

[Direwolfqueen]

He shrugged "it's not like you looked bad but im over a thousand so I can see you not liking someone like me seeing"


Demonta smirked "realy" she drew it out "then whats this" she plucked at the jacket "she could have fixed or made her own with magic"

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

Venoxys snorted and wrinkled her nose in a cute way, then straightened her face again as she stared down as she processed his words. "I don't care how old you are," she mumbled. "I only care you saw,"

Syth blinked a couple times, shifting his gaze to his jacket she was wearing. "She could have?" he mumbled.

[Direwolfqueen]

"not much" he said confused

"I admit with this buzzing cutting down magic I could be more snowing then hard but she could have on more then on occashion she's made money spear out of thin air" she frowned at him

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

"What?" Venoxys mumbled, still staring down.

Syth arched an eyebrow. "Then why didn't she just make a jacket appear?" he muttered.

[Direwolfqueen]

"I didn't see much" me muttered scratching his head


Demonta smilled at him "the humming pulls apart magic for one you figure out the other" she retched her sword pokeing him in the chest with it

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

Venoxys felt her face heat up again as she selfconsciously crossed her arms over her chest, staying quiet.

Syth pressed against the wall when she poke him with her sword. "I doubt I'd figure it out," he grumbled.