<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.msg2964602#msg2964602">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 23-04-2010, 08:04:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><sup><strong>Lounge - Salonika</strong></sup><br/><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> <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Azrael could hear the young girl's footsteps as she peeled off in the other direction. Presently he didn't care enough to pursue, though he now knew she definitely was not a member of the crew. He was sure if her presence wasn't already public knowledge, it'd be soon enough. So Azrael just shrugged the matter off.<br/><br/>Salonika made her way around him slowly, speaking all the while as he tilted his head to the side slowly and listened. "I'm not afraid, and you couldn't hurt me...I hate head games." he growled out as his nostrils flared lightly. Azrael was definitely getting annoyed with the effect she was having on him, and his fists lightly balled up. For a moment his eyes wandered to the open lab coat, and he smirked lightly upon seeing her tattoo briefly. Azrael breathed in silently as he closed his eyes, retreating inside of his head to the place of calm he had. The one bit of him that wasn't consumed with the beast. However this was abolished when he heard the cloth hitting the floor.<br/><br/>Opening his eyes, Azrael took in a small breath and whispered "I can create new and interesting ways to kill people...but it appears you're in heat, and is there a reason why you're exposed behind me?" Glancing back over his shoulder for a moment, glancing at her out of the corner of his eyes as he turned to face the woman slowly.