<sup><strong>Lounge - Salonika</strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2964089#msg2964089">Quote from: Darkcide on 23-04-2010, 04:54:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/>Tilting his head slowly to the side as he spoke, he replied in a casual tone <strong>"The attraction stems from your damned pheromones, and you don't fear me because you assume that I have no reason to kill you." </strong> Shaking his head for a moment, Azrael tried to ignore the pheromones and the feelings they brought with them. This was near an impossible task though, as he was so tuned to his senses. It was like a straight blast to the face and Azrael's mind as powerful as it was could only hope to keep those feelings at an intense attraction.<br/><br/>His sense of smell, touch and taste were all assaulted at the same time and he closed his eyes for a moment. <strong>"I'm sure you're enjoying this."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As the culprit of the assault upon his senses turned her body to go along with her head she had just cantered to look at you.   The lab coat would slide open barely.   However, it is enough to see she is not wearing anything.   You would also notice in that glimpse that her body is adorn with ritualistic tattoos.    An as your senses begin to be overwhelmed by the heady intoxicating aphrodisiac effect.   When she speaks her voice delivers the words in a sultry sing song cadence.  That holds a enthralling effect.<em>"Don't be afraid,  I won't hurt you.   An your wrong,  I do fear."</em>As she spoke she would move encircling him now.   As now she is the predator and he the hunted.   Like a siren her voice would compel and enthrall.<em>"Be not afraid to give life.   For without life there can be no death,  as creation and destruction go hand in hand.  Always in the circle, of light and dark.</em>You feel her close behind you as she continues to speak.   As you feel the warm breath like a hot blast upon the nap of your neck.   The sweet scent of pheromones assaulting you.   Then you feel her draw back.  You hear the soft rustling of something, like a lap coat hitting the floor.<br/><br/><em>"Did you know Kali is both destroyer and creator?  Now can Azrael be the creator?</em>