07-02-2009, 01:03 PM
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Despite her questionable upbringing and the conditions under which she’d lost her mother and Azathoth, Lillith wasn’t the type to willingly get involved in physical altercations. Not when losing was a possibility. And in this particular case, although the hybrid was considerably younger than she was, there was no telling what he was capable of. She also appreciated Inferni as a whole. The Aquila had shown her nothing but hospitality, hence why she chose to converse with the youngster instead of simply walking away like she would’ve done under normal circumstances.
The lizard slipped out of her loose grip, hitting the sand with a dull thump. As the male provided an explanation, delicate fingers gingerly stroked the creature’s now lifeless carcass, treating it like a domestic pet of some sort. What appeared to be sorrow seeped through her every pore as she carefully buried the recently deceased reptile in a pile of warm sand; a last minute funeral. Both of her receivers stood upright when the hybrid voiced a rather enlightening suggestion. Aquamarine orbs swiftly darted to the left, her full attention focused on his two-toned gaze. He intrigued her; his voice was soft, comforting. Lillith couldn’t help but watch him, her solemn expression replaced with apparent interest. “Like what?” she challenged, her tone of voice just as soft as the one he’d used.
The lizard slipped out of her loose grip, hitting the sand with a dull thump. As the male provided an explanation, delicate fingers gingerly stroked the creature’s now lifeless carcass, treating it like a domestic pet of some sort. What appeared to be sorrow seeped through her every pore as she carefully buried the recently deceased reptile in a pile of warm sand; a last minute funeral. Both of her receivers stood upright when the hybrid voiced a rather enlightening suggestion. Aquamarine orbs swiftly darted to the left, her full attention focused on his two-toned gaze. He intrigued her; his voice was soft, comforting. Lillith couldn’t help but watch him, her solemn expression replaced with apparent interest. “Like what?” she challenged, her tone of voice just as soft as the one he’d used.