<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/bc0c4fa4dcba5847d96bfc583fb86fd6/tumblr_osee45FaOZ1vcj2w9o2_400.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Name: Vallen Moreau  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13316495#msg13316495)<br/>Time:  Day 1, Afternoon <br/>Location: Sector 5, Beach Zone<br/>Tagging: Hizzy!<br/>Notes/Warning: A Budding Romance...? </span><br/><hr/><br/>She couldn't believe her ears! From the moment Hizzy proposed the idea of spending more time together, Vallen was enamored. She lays her head against the girls shoulder as if she was getting comfortable in her position, before considering the offer. A remedy that could actually make her look<em>human</em>would really soothe her insecurities. In the streets back home, no one would stare or whisper if she chose to wear shorter shirts or skirts. No one would freak out at the sight of her lifeless eyes or gray lips, and she'd be able to live... normally.<br/><br/>"It would kind of be like I'm pretending, though..." She would simply be<em>imitating</em>normalcy, and that wasn't what she wanted, right? She... she wanted others to accept her, the way the islanders had. Archer and Hizzy had both saw her to be beautiful, just the way she was and that kind of acceptance was something she yearned for now. For others to appreciate her unique qualities, even if she didn't have a heartbeat, she had a<em>soul</em>, right? She held no memories of death, or the life she lived before it, but what did that matter when she was living her life happily? She had parents that loved her, friends at URom who adored her for her zombie-sh nature, and even friends<em>here</em>that were new and exciting and...<br/><br/>She looks down to Hizzy again, appreciation clear in her eyes as she replies. "I'd consider it, but you like me better this way, don't you? And I... I don't think I look too bad. The eyes are kind of cute." She giggles, and for the first time, the woman feels at ease just being in her own body, not yearning for something more. She leans in, pressing her lips to Hizzy's in a embrace that's less sensual and much more romantic than the previous. "...Thank you. Like, for being yourself around me. I'm sure you must be a riot back home, huh?" She could only imagine the type of attention the brunette attracted, and the shenanigans she got into.<br/><br/>As the bespectacled girl goes into glorious detail about a particular fantasy involving decapitation and magically created cocks, the inner slut and experimental whore in Val is coaxed, as her mouth begins to water with the prospect. "T-there would be a lot of cum, if you put a cock in my decapitated head, huh...? I... I would<em>adore</em>that, once we have a bit more privacy. I don't think the others would appreciate the two of us moaning and screaming on the beach side." She tries to imagine just how good Hizzy's fantasy would feel, and she's left wondering about the potency and skill of the witch's magic.<br/><br/>"It's a date, then. Sometime after your little demonstration when you're not too busy, you can show me a bit of your magic. And I can give you some head." She snickers at her own awful pun, before curling up besides the girl, getting nice and comfortable with the feeling of Hizzy's nipples between her fingers. "For now, though... how far do you think I can go, without making you scream? Do you wanna play that kind of game?" She's smiling devilishly, and the moment Hizzy moans, Vallen would press her lips to the summoners, straddling her and slowly beginning to gyrate her hips. "It's be a nice way for us to get to<em>know </em>each other!"