Not exactly his favorite person on Spira, but he had to admit, she was dead on with the handsome part.
"Leblaannnccc. To what do I owe the.. uh… pleasure?"
( ♥ ) — "A pleasure, is it?" She taunted with a lift of her chin, hips rolling out with a seductive pop as her lips curled in amusement. It was brief however, for they fell back into a pouty, neutral position if not roughly irate as her free hand found her hip.
"I need to talk to my Noojie. Where is he?"














