#devilish-womanizer

[rancorousappetite-blog]

Interruptions (@devilish-womanizer)

Spliced peers navigate the alley absently, searching for something that disturbs the equilibrium of an already rattled atmosphere. The young lass floundering within Croa's clutches wriggles free in lieu of her distracted scrutiny, scrambling beyond reach and disappearing without delay. Oh surely, the catalyst for her loss of a meal could accommodate, should they be of palatable interest. They certainly smell delicious.

"Care to show yourself stranger?"

[diabolumarmata]

"Quit screaming at me!"

Nero dropped to a crouch and held his hands over his ears and grit his teeth, yelling over a silent noise. "How can you HEAR anything?!" There were noises, voices and hissing, like a kettle on the burner too long. 

[diabolumarmata]

Iseeyou

No way! C'mere!

[izekial]

devilish-womanizer has wandered your way.

Well well well...this was definitely not something you saw every day and believe me, he'd seen some fucked up shit in his time. Luminous hues focused on the unfamiliar face, attempting to search out rhyme or reason as to why he was here. Of all places... why here.

Perhaps fate was working its tricky ways once more. Funny thing that was. Fate.

A confused sigh escaped his nose, lips forming a thin line as his brow furrowed in confusion. Seconds ticked by for an eternity before finally-

" Why exactly-" He blurted out, head tilting slightly. " Pray tell, are you here."

So much for formalities. But wait! There's more.

As if the mere scent of the Devil wasn't enough, being a creature that feasts upon emotions...frustration- in all shapes and forms, happens to be one of which he could sense.

Oh joy.

" If you've come for a shag you've got the wroooong creature for that."

A pointed ear gave a twitch, a small ' tch ' escaping as arms folded across his chest, eyes drifting to the side for a brief moment. Newcomers...