do not assume that i am a child because i wear flower wreaths in my hair. in the wintertime, their petals shrivel to reveal the obsidian bones of a crown underneath.
’ would you believe me if i said i’m only looking for a playmate? ’ words are followed by a sickly sweet smile, one that would make even a grown man cower in fear. of course she shouldn’t believe her! her reasons to be here in front of the girl aren’t so innocent. lilith’s curious; curious about her powers - curious about what she could to get her to use them, what buttons she should push.
nothing about the woman screamed pure intent , she oozed ulterior motives & gave off a virulent vibe , such a thing could render a person unconscious. rosie attempted to retreat in a slow & subtle manner ,distracting the being with words .❛even if that were true, you wouldn’t find it here.❜all she had to do to find the truth was stroll through that undoubtedly dark mind / but would she come out of it unchanged? a risk she was not willing to take .
’ there is, actually. and i picked you — don’t you feel just special??? ’ the first demon is quick to answer, disregarding the girl’s complaints as she slowly walks around her; eyes examining her. ’ can’t blame a gal for being curious; i haven’t seen one of azazel’s children in a while. ’
special was not the word rosie would use to describe herself in any situation /cursed perhaps , special rarely . ❛oh yeah ,real special .❜words were but a sharp whisper as emerald orbs followed the demon intently , making note of every slow , yet calculated movement .❛i’m not . . . ❜& yet she was !❛—— what do you want ? ?❜
❛i’m not interested ! —— ❜frustration a rare colour upon her palette , but not quite unheard of if the situation somehow mixes it in /sulfur a scent she’d rather not allow to drown out her vanilla , nor become accustomed to .❛—— i’m sure there are others more worthy of your presence .❜sarcasm dripped unkindly , rosie oozing of disdain .
