Pentious, who by all means was not expecting to see and hear the sound of a sickly sweet voice cooing at him from beyond the darkness of an alleyway, feels his hood snap upward in slight shock, and his head snaps to the side, just in time to see a familiar figure slink her way out of the darkness, a seemingly innocent grin on her face, a grin that didn’t fool him even for a second. He moves to back away, lips curled into a harsh sneer, his glowing magenta eyes narrowed heavily as his hood moves to rattle, a loud piercing sound that would remind one of the sound of a snake shaking it’s rattled tail, a threat and a warning all at once. He did not wear his signature suit, and instead wore what looked to be a split sleeve shirt, dark navy blue, a deep maroon scarf lined with golden stripes and trims wrapped idly around his throat, both ends of the scarf draped around his left shoulder, with a long dark skirt tied around his waist by a knot, said skirt hanging low enough to almost brush across the ground, a deep emerald green. His top hat was replaced with a single black cloche hat, a red bow wrapped around it, and in the center of that bow was an eye, sneering Velvet’s way much like it’s wearer, teeth shown snarling along the brim.
He didn’t move for a long moment, teeth gritted, waiting for some sort of attack that never came, and finally, he spoke up, voice low and wary, faux polite. “…Velvet. What exactly issss someone like you doing out here in ssssuch an hour?”
big doll eyes follows the hoods movement , genuine curiosity written on her face .
she wonders what his hood is made of . how it would feel against her skin . how a pair of shoes or a handbag would feel if it was made out of that material .
her smile remains honey - sweet , long lashes fluttering at the taller demon . she intends to charm , to flatter and squirm her way in , and then ! ... well , she doesn’t quite know yet , actually . velvet didn’t have a plan when she approached him ; it was spur of the moment .
she hopes for his sake he proves useful ; if he doesn’t she knows it’s going to hurt .
but not yet . soon , soon ; if there’s anything velvet excels at it’s the long con .
it’s going to hurt him so much more if she pretends to be his friend first .
❛ just working late . what about you ? i’m sure you have something big in the works . ❜
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