<span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2957621#msg2957621">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 21-04-2010, 06:18:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>The dark brown skin beauty would shift a bit in her stance.   Listening to the response being given.  Clearly impressed with his uncanny sense of acute smell.   On the fear part,  she put this down as part of a macho masculine thing.     Salonika blinks when sudden his hand reaches out and grasps her jaw.   His reflexes, the reaction time is incredible.   Way about the norm.       <br/><br/>Fear again,  why didn't she have fear now.   <em>"Fear,  why should I fear you. ...."</em>    Cut short as Azrael would put up a hand.  Mutter a quick soft excuse me.   Turn and is across the room.  Grabbing up his dagger  from the table, as he pulled it out.  Then going over to the jukebox.   For a few minutes he would draw breath,.   Salonika realizing he was picking up a scent.    He then would comment to her.   That they are not alone, a female is near.   <br/><br/>This piqued the interest of Salonika as she took a step herself towards the jukebox.   Her gaze now falling on it and the surrounding area.   As she looked to see if she could spot the girl or woman that ship's bloodhound had just sniffed out.   <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Looking back to Salonika he said,<strong>"Well, I will let our guest introduce herself. I doubt you need worry."</strong>His voice ahd softened once more as he crossed his arms and walked back towards the table. Spinning the knife so the blade was facing down, Azrael raised his arm slightly and dropped it downwards at lightning speed. Deeply embedding the blade into it as he cracked his neck slowly.<br/><br/><strong>"Now where was I? Oh yes, fearing me."</strong>Facing Salonika, a wicked smile played over his features and he slowly walked around the woman, studying her features closely.<strong>"This is new...you really have no idea who I am?"</strong>Curiously the hunter observed her like a wolf stalking its prey. His yellow irises quickly stopped at her hips for a second before he felt that familiar lust creep back into him.