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Bailamos, let the rhythm take you over,
Angel had noticed the woman sometime ago, but where as he would be more observant of a male, he ignored her. Faithful that a woman posed less of a threat. He'd been attacked by woman in his life before, most times he won but the fact that only once or twice he had been defeated by one, led him to believe he had nothing to fear. It was only when she approached that he paid any real attention. She spoke, 'Hey', there was nothing particularly notifying about her voice, it was a tune one might forget easily if further conversation was avoided. Still it was friendly enough and flashing a brief smile, he advance cautiously, due to her mount.
'Si...' he said, his own exotically tinged voice ringing though the air. It wasn't hard to miss. Inferni's scent hung to him loosely, he could almost be mistaken for a loner that had been hanging around for a while. It didn't matter much because he was as much a member of the clan as the woman who stood before him. Perhaps less proven, as he smelt a higher rank hanging around her, but all the same. They served Inferni undoubtedly.
Bailamos, Te quiero amor mio,
Bailamos, Gonna live this night forever.
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