<div class="floatleft">(http://i39.tinypic.com/2cs8hew.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Elise Mauvais</span></em></span><br/>Murphy's Tavern<br/>Day 1, Night<br/>Tagged: Todd Williams; Aryanna Murphy; Renair Malcovian<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The woman's eyes seemed to smile, even though she shook her head.<em>"Such a silly man,"</em>she murmured, closing her book and looking directly at him. He had the scent of so many on him; far too many to possibly try and count. Many she had met were completely heartless creatures, and it was obvious this man would prove to be the same kind. He would take the time to kill any he wanted, even all, and enjoy it to the furthest extent. Although she quite despised these types, a feeling of entertainment bubbled up inside the woman. This was a man she could have a good bit of fun with, if she truly chose to. Another feeling then bubbled within her, one of curiosity as her dark eyes flickered to the witch across the room.<br/><br/><em>Hmm?</em>Aryanna now stood beside her and the woman let out a soft laugh while the man's view would have been blocked.<em>"Oh? Ce qu'un personnage ridicule."</em>The look on her face changed to a mischevious one, eyes locking with Todd's.<em>"A blood wine, then, ma cher. And tell him a man like he shouldn't fool with a young woman like me."</em>A smile of kindness now crossed her lips as she looked up at the pretty young thing. She admired that girl's innocence, though she feared that wouldn't last long. Ary was an extremely rare little creature, though she was completely unaware of it. Glancing at the man behind her, Elise knew he wouldn't allow that innocence to thrive, making her twist slightly.<em>"Thank you, my lovely."</em>A nod and her attention once more changed.<br/><br/>She stood behind Renair, hands on his shoulders, one sliding down an arm very slowly and seductively as her dark lips hovered beside his ear.<em>"I could rightfully assume you are the man who does as he pleases, when he pleases, to whom he pleases. Things are oh-so-easy for you, are they not? Oui. I hope for you to mind yourself during your time here, mon ami. Who knows? You may enjoy what comes from it."</em>A soft, slow kiss was pressed to his cheek, staining it with a deep red. She hovered there for a moment, knowing she had caught more than his attention, before standing slowly and walking towards the bar in the room, not awaiting any words from the man. Her lace-covered hips swayed, curls and breasts bouncing with every step.