09-17-2009, 08:44 PM
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She turned around rather quickly at his words; for whatever reason, he'd expected her to either lunge at him with fangs and claws bared or simply ignore him altogether, but she didn't. The woman turned casually and headed right back, completely willing to make conversation. Jefferson recognized an interest in her eyes -- perhaps she'd seen what he had in her, but she would never recognize the name he'd taken on if they were related. What he did notice as she closed in, however, was the familiar shade of emerald that shone in her eyes.
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She turned around rather quickly at his words; for whatever reason, he'd expected her to either lunge at him with fangs and claws bared or simply ignore him altogether, but she didn't. The woman turned casually and headed right back, completely willing to make conversation. Jefferson recognized an interest in her eyes -- perhaps she'd seen what he had in her, but she would never recognize the name he'd taken on if they were related. What he did notice as she closed in, however, was the familiar shade of emerald that shone in her eyes.
"Not quite," he shrugged after some thought, smiling casually up at her. "Arachnea's Revenge, just outside Phoenix Valley borders. That's what you're smelling." Judging by her scent and the fact that she was apparently lost, he guessed her home aloud. "Kind of far from Dahlia. What brought you out here?"