[ Anything that gets them piqued is fair game! Bloodlust, anger, regular lust if it's enough like hunting, all glowy eyes. ][ She gives him a look that stretches on for a moment, just watching him with the gears turning, and then with a swift movement she tears the rest of his shirt open, ripping the buttons from their stitches. Her nails scrape across his stomach, opening parallel gashes that should be healed over before the buttons skitter to the floor. ]
Is that so?
[ Straightening, she moves like she might have been going for his pants fastening, but instead she stretches upward, arms overhead, one hand reaching back to yank the ornate pin from her long hair, which she shakes out with a playful grin. The pin is tossed out of sight and she reaches down to gather the hem of her nightgown, and just before she tugs it up and off her eyes flare a brilliant, glowing red. ]
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Anything that gets them piqued is fair game! Bloodlust, anger, regular lust if it's enough like hunting, all glowy eyes.][ She gives him a look that stretches on for a moment, just watching him with the gears turning, and then with a swift movement she tears the rest of his shirt open, ripping the buttons from their stitches. Her nails scrape across his stomach, opening parallel gashes that should be healed over before the buttons skitter to the floor. ]Is that so?
[ Straightening, she moves like she might have been going for his pants fastening, but instead she stretches upward, arms overhead, one hand reaching back to yank the ornate pin from her long hair, which she shakes out with a playful grin. The pin is tossed out of sight and she reaches down to gather the hem of her nightgown, and just before she tugs it up and off her eyes flare a brilliant, glowing red. ]
We'll see how right you are.