Lucille's slim eyebrows rose, ever-so-slightly, as the twin blue flares through the sand! She leaned over- unintentionally giving the orc below even *more* of a show- And shrugged, again...Well, any port in a storm! Her broom stick plunged *straight* down, with heart-stopping speed...Then the descent slowed, effortlessly, until the pointed tip of the witch's boots could skim the sandy dunes!<br/><br/>She hovered to a stop, peering with interest at her guide- An orc, Lucille noted, with a small smile~ As she slid easily off her broom, the tame weapon turning momentarily upright with a flare of retros- And *thwacking* solidly against her palms, as it went from flying device to her staff once more. She batted her long, long lashes as she gazed up at the orc, pacing demurely forward with a hip-rolling gait...<br/><br/>"Mmmm~ My thanks, handsome~" Lucille purred, her pointy hat perched at a jaunty angle, looking deliciously prim in her outlandish, *decidedly* skimpy costume. The Sisterhood, in general, distrusted men, and she'd taken those lessons to heart...But they'd said nothing about humanoids, and Lucille had always been a *little* attracted to the sheer physicality of their forms... "-I was looking for a place to land, and I *just* happened to see you..."<br/><br/>She giggled, just a little. "I'm *soooo* glad to meet you~! I have *so* many questions about this place, after all..." The coordinates had eluded her, but with a bit of charm, well...