[ It's only when a familiar voice sounds out does Lilia stop inspecting the sheets he was peeking at, the supposed 'art' in front of him, displayed without a single ounce of shame. Not that he felt shame in any way. More, he was curious, looking at each display with a new sense of fascination.
The taller man is regarded with a cheerful fangy smile, a slight nod offered in response to the question. ]
Indeed, the city's grasped me within its clutches. Not that I have much to complain about, this place has been very fun so far.
[ One hand settles on his own hip, the other resting on his chin in a brief moment of thought. He leans slightly up towards the other, seeming to inspect him.
Submissive. How fitting.
His gaze becomes more full of mischief by the second. ]
I never thought you'd be the type to appreciate art, Floyd.
(( ooc: im snagging lilia from like near the beginning of book 7 too so nw!!!! but i am, in fact, jumping around the story LOL))
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The taller man is regarded with a cheerful fangy smile, a slight nod offered in response to the question. ]
Indeed, the city's grasped me within its clutches. Not that I have much to complain about, this place has been very fun so far.
[ One hand settles on his own hip, the other resting on his chin in a brief moment of thought. He leans slightly up towards the other, seeming to inspect him.
Submissive.
How fitting.
His gaze becomes more full of mischief by the second. ]
I never thought you'd be the type to appreciate art, Floyd.
(( ooc: im snagging lilia from like near the beginning of book 7 too so nw!!!! but i am, in fact, jumping around the story LOL))