Music floated around her, every note tickling and grasping at her, curling between her legs and touching the deepest parts of her heart; somewhere dark, somewhere unknown. It was unusual for the woman to lose herself so, to simply allow life to flow by as she leapt into the thick midnight, twisting and twirling with others that did the same, oblivious to the world around them. It was as if she’d been cast under a spell - one that could only be broken with the changing of songs, a brief moment where everything calmed and her heart stilled once more.
It was during one of these moments, where the dancers settled for a moment, that she was approached by a pegasus with eyes resembling the sea, deep and unsettling.
“Good evening.”
“I haven’t seen your face before… I never forget a face. Are you new to Novus?”
The cold lady contemplated the words that left the stranger’s maw, rolling seamlessly through the thick, night air. Perhaps it was the haze that distracted her, but for a moment, she struggled hearing anything but the voices of her fellow dancers.
Finally, a smile curled across her face, the light of the blaze glinting across her ice coated hide, reflecting the light.
However, though her face remained welcoming and warm, her eyes revealed her every secret. Frigid, cold, judgemental, there was an uncanny quiet there, a constant analysis of everything around her all exposed there within those mirrors, exposing her soul. Perhaps one could compare it to a snake preparing to strike, still and silent. Maybe, Zhavv was simply waiting for the perfect moment to sink her fangs into flesh.
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Tags: @Mephisto
OOC: Sorry, she’s ridiculous?
It was during one of these moments, where the dancers settled for a moment, that she was approached by a pegasus with eyes resembling the sea, deep and unsettling.
“Good evening.”
“I haven’t seen your face before… I never forget a face. Are you new to Novus?”
The cold lady contemplated the words that left the stranger’s maw, rolling seamlessly through the thick, night air. Perhaps it was the haze that distracted her, but for a moment, she struggled hearing anything but the voices of her fellow dancers.
Finally, a smile curled across her face, the light of the blaze glinting across her ice coated hide, reflecting the light.
“Perhaps I am,”
it was no answer but honey soaked laughter escaped her, falling from her lips in a symphony of ecstasy. “I’m Zhavvorsi,”
the dame dipped her crown with the words, that sinister smile never leaving her lips. “Tell me, do you enjoy music?”
the woman asked quietly, her smile dimming as she watched the pegasus closely. However, though her face remained welcoming and warm, her eyes revealed her every secret. Frigid, cold, judgemental, there was an uncanny quiet there, a constant analysis of everything around her all exposed there within those mirrors, exposing her soul. Perhaps one could compare it to a snake preparing to strike, still and silent. Maybe, Zhavv was simply waiting for the perfect moment to sink her fangs into flesh.
Tags: @Mephisto
OOC: Sorry, she’s ridiculous?
"She talks like this."
