<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ae/2f/6d/ae2f6d0603d7b990d1ed192cde717ba2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alucielle 'Lucy' Alwell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15694706#msg15694706)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The entertainment room<em><strong>&gt;&gt;</strong></em>heading to Devon's suite<br/><strong>Action:</strong>blushing and conversing with a guest.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">a divine vision in denim blue</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/66/3a/e4/663ae4f8de11f427362e5f27a760126c.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b2/a6/fe/b2a6fe46195f20f329467f60c4ebf5da.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Devon (highlighted in<strong>red</strong>, closed //<strong> Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><strong>“That’s incredible. Not as incredible as both your voice and your beauty, but incredible nonetheless. I’d be delighted if you would show me. And thank you, you’re quite radiant yourself.”<br/></strong><br/>Alucielle found herself quite unprepared for such a compliment, she merely smiled as she averted her gaze down slightly in a clearly bashful manner.<br/><br/><strong>“Alucielle is a lovely name. I think it suits you perfectly.” He commented, his expression one of warmth and kindness even as she mentioned her partly angelic nature.<br/></strong><br/>“Thank you” She murmured, gesturing for them to turn a corner as they walked, towards one of the many magical elevators. He commented on her enjoyment of his magic as the elevator sensed their desired destination and the doors slid open.<br/><br/><strong>“Glad you like it, Lucy. Feel free to just call me Devon, by the way. Music that was played with once’s soul within it… even when recorded for the ages, you hear their passion ringing through it. My music was one such piece.”<br/></strong><br/>“I understand” Alucielle replied with deep sincerity, the pair stepping forward into the elevator, the doors sliding closed behind them.<br/><br/><strong>“The Library can record not only sound but also feelings and passions. Emotions that can be drawn out while listening to their music. Completing it and transferring that passion to those that listen to it. The way it’s meant to be heard. Like you pour your heart and soul into your songs as well, Lucy. It’s… blissful to listen to.”<br/></strong><br/>The soft blush adorning the nephilim’s face darkened a shade, she was still getting accustomed to genuine compliments, flattery and positive vibes being sent her way… she had a feeling it would have a quality of newness to it for awhile yet, after being so isolated and alone, knowing what she was was frowned upon by humans and many others, for so long of her young life.<br/><br/><strong>“Thank you for accompanying me, Lucy. I have to ask though… I find myself enjoying your company immensely. Would I be able to convince you to join me in my room for a drink, talks and music? As well as anything else we might feel like doing.”<br/></strong><br/>As the elevator doors opened and revealed the desired corridor where Devon’s suite could be found... Lucy nibbled lightly on her bottom lip in deep thought… she’d never been alone with a male before… but… Devon seemed a very nice man and it was just a drink and talking, right? She was sure he’d do nothing she asked him not to and besides… in the event she ever needed to protect herself, any assailant would quickly find out that Alucielle was much more than the sweet and gentle looking young woman she appeared to be…<br/>Nephilim… tend to be quite powerful, if not a bit unstable due to the complexity of mortal emotions and how that rarely tended to be a good mix with divine power… a Nephilim gone bad, could definitely be next to unstoppable… at least until enough angelic inference intervened to stop the rampage.<br/><br/>Alucielle always had to fight off a shudder whenever she thought about the possibility of such a fate ever befalling herself… she never wanted to become such an angry destructive force…<br/><br/>Realizing her mind had taken her down a long winding road, Alucielle shook it off and gave Devon a soft smile “Sorry about that, my mind got lost. But… sure, I think it would be alright to come inside for a short time for some conversation, but just one drink… I’m not much of an alcohol consumer. Just small amounts and mostly yummy fruity things, or white wine on special occasions”