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“ and you don’t exactly seem like a walk in the lush, green forest either, lady, ” daimon answers, rolling his eyes. except now she gets a unctuous sort of smile for her trouble. “ lush and green though you might be yourself. ” daimon sticks his trident against the ground, leans part of his weight against it. “ daimon hellstrom, by the way. ”
ivy’s eyes narrow at the man. his smile and flirtation lessens her glare slightly. this man be useful to her. “ you’ve gotta be the first man to say that to me. most run when they see my natural form. seems green skin can be a bit of turnoff. ” she takes a few steps closer to him. “ i’m known by most as poison ivy. but my friends just call me ivy. ” she eyes his trident. “ mind telling me where you’re from ? ”












