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[color=0099ff]My how dull

When do we get to the screaming and terror?[/color] Lady asked like a petulant child smelling cookies.

Then with a soft pouting smile turned to inspect the Male standing there (Cecil) and inhales deeply then sighs in a soft sleepy voice 

[color=0099ff]You are delightfully sweet

I shall enjoy you for some time to come[/color]

Her dark eyes are back lit a soft blue that seems to shine without illuminating the face inside the cowl .

Lady so wanted to touch Cecil, she wanted to feel his heart race and taste the delicious spike of emotional drug as she startled and frightened him. She wanted to touch his face, to lean against him because they'd starved her in Arkham; she needed physical contact and because of what she is they gave her no one to touch knowing it would empower her. Goddess she wanted to touch him and to tease his excitement then perhaps frighten him a bit more.

Those were the thoughts running through Lady"s head as she fought not to lean into Cecil and invaded his personal space without touching.