The girl was cute. Her mannerisms especially; the way she played with her hair and batted her eyes at him. He felt himself melting into the stool as she sat next to him. Her white dress left a lot to the imagination, but Pestilence had always had a very vivid imagination. And in his mind she looked very much like a female version of Uriel; pale, smooth skin and delicate bone structure.
"You can have all the time in the world as long as the answer is yes," he slurred slightly, but still fancied that he was quite dashing for a mature gentleman.
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Date: 2006-04-21 07:59 am (UTC)"You can have all the time in the world as long as the answer is yes," he slurred slightly, but still fancied that he was quite dashing for a mature gentleman.
"What is your name, beautiful?"