There’s an art to how she endures being trapped within the Oasis -- for as large as it is, it is still a prison of sand and water. She spent most days beneath the still waters, laying in wait for her prey and exploring the stone-layered floor, praying to find some sort of exit from this sand hell. Otherwise, well -- when she got a visitor, she certainly wasn’t going to squander the ability to have a conversation and not go out of her mind from boredom. When fate dropped a gorgeous lady in front of her, she definitely wasn’t going to question it. “Vendetta, hm?” She grins again, rakish and charming -- and her second set of eyes blinks, once, twice, before closing, realizing they were no longer needed above the water. “It must be my lucky day, then -- I don’t often get visited by beautiful queens. I would bow for you, but…” She glances meaningfully towards the thick, finned tail, the fins atop her crest giving a cheeky little wiggle. It’s been a long time since she’s flirted -- since Daeva had demanded her attention entirely, since her daughter had been born and stolen away, since she had been trapped here in this cursed Oasis. “So -- any chance there’s somethin’ interesting happening out there you could tell me about, lovely? It’s been awfully boring here before you showed up.” |
@Vendetta
