09-10-2008, 08:00 AM
[html]mall-caps;color:#880000;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;">seven for a secret, never to be told
He laughed softly, one hand gracefully lifted across his muzzle with the expression. "I've also heard those so lost in their own misery that they seek comfort in a bottle are crying out for help, in some twisted fashion. In need of saving, perhaps," he purred, another sip drawn from his glass. Samael never drank to forget, he drank simply for the inebriated state on occasion, amused by the effects liquor had on his mind and body. But it was never a vice for the Prince. His own vice was lust, not gluttony, and that was enough to hold him.
She took the bottle from his hand and he smirked, own glass placed on the bar's counter. "Do you need saving?" he asked in his gentlest croon, eyes alive with murder. Samael wasn't here to save the woman. If anything, he'd use her, tear her apart and abandon her on the wayside, already half on his way to find his next target. He could never have enough sex and murder, and this female looked like a delectable target. A wolf, a worthless piece of flesh and he'd treat her as such. And he'd enjoy every second of it.[/html]
He laughed softly, one hand gracefully lifted across his muzzle with the expression. "I've also heard those so lost in their own misery that they seek comfort in a bottle are crying out for help, in some twisted fashion. In need of saving, perhaps," he purred, another sip drawn from his glass. Samael never drank to forget, he drank simply for the inebriated state on occasion, amused by the effects liquor had on his mind and body. But it was never a vice for the Prince. His own vice was lust, not gluttony, and that was enough to hold him.
She took the bottle from his hand and he smirked, own glass placed on the bar's counter. "Do you need saving?" he asked in his gentlest croon, eyes alive with murder. Samael wasn't here to save the woman. If anything, he'd use her, tear her apart and abandon her on the wayside, already half on his way to find his next target. He could never have enough sex and murder, and this female looked like a delectable target. A wolf, a worthless piece of flesh and he'd treat her as such. And he'd enjoy every second of it.[/html]