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08-10-2015, 06:55 PM
I am the monster that haunts your dreams, I'm everything you fear to see
Her voice didn't make much change, it was still reserved and quiet, two things he hated. Misael was boisterous, wild, and cocky. There wasn't a time in his life that he didn't make an imprint the mind of someone, or the place he had traveled over. Being colorful and careless had it's perks--it sealed your remembrance amongst a generation that so many were forgotten. "Safe?"
Miseal mused, his head tossing up in laughter, drapes dancing and catching the light. "Then you must not know adventure like I do, nothing is safe where I travel. That is, to me, the very purpose of exploration; danger." He said with his ever-so masculine chords, rich and low.
Her next face confused him, she seemed so utterly self-conscious that his mocking at gone right over her head and she had taken it personally. He wanted to laugh, seeing others without confidence was weird. It seemed that these days were filled with so many swollen confidences that when there was one who hadn't been touched by a plague of self praise, it seemed out of the ordinary. Instead, he just pretended he didn't realize, even though the master of manipulation had all but missed it. After all, it was his job to notice every chink in the armor; the achilles heel.
"Anzanie, how lovely." Miseal tasted her name on his tongue, liking the way it was unique and different. His lanterns fell with comfort on her body, tracing the curves and points. Taking his time before he gave her is name. "Miseal" He said after his eyes had swallowed her form and burned it into his brain.
"Talk?"
OCC: bleh
TAG: @Anzanie
