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[i]Ominar, Victorious Secrets
Day 3: 9-am(ish)[/i]
interacting [@13org]'s Corinna & [@Tuujaimaa]'s Nabriales[/center][hr]

Damian was. . . uncertain about how to feel about Corinna, unused to anyone really giving him this much attention without anything to prompt it. . . or some darker ulterior motive, which he hadn't completely ruled out. Though what she could possibly want with someone like him was something that Damian couldn't really fathom at the moment. Shaking his head clear of these thoughts, he turned his attention back to the cause of his distrust, feeling his face reddening somewhat more as she called him 'adorable' while discussing with Mr. Nabriales and offering only a bit of a nod towards her following question while he focused on arranging a few of the potions on a nearby shelf.

He soon found himself torn away from this task, however, as Nabriales came up to pull him to the side, the somewhat excited look in the horned man's eyes being one that Damian was quiet familiar with. He often wore that look when he was about to conduct am experiment of some sort, and Damian had little doubt that he was to be the guinea pig for whatever this one turned out to be. Looking down at the potion, Damian gave a small sigh before slowly taking a tentative swig of the unknown concoction. 

The purpose of the potion was soon made readily apparent as he felt a . . . strange surge of feelings course through his body. A haze fell over his mind as he reached out to grasp a nearby shelf, letting out a shaky breath as his brain was sent reeling with an influx of intense confusion. Looking back up at his employer, Damian gave a light nod and 'excuse me' before making his way over to Corinna in order to give her that promised tour.

[i][color=Thistle]Ms.Corinna . . . she's rather pretty too, now that I think about.[/color][/i] Damian's eyes seemed to sharpen as his gaze fixated on the woman before him, focusing on her feet before making it's way slowly down the length of her. The desire that the potion instilled in him was obvious, burning with the emerald depths of his eyes, it radiated off of him like heat from a furnace. But that wasn't the only thing the came off of him, however. With this activation of his primal desires, Damian also unleashed the full affect of his natural Incubus aura, something he often kept under wraps whenever he could so that he didn't accidentally influence people. It's effects were subtle and gentle, like the boy himself, likely taking the woman's current interest in him and fanning the flames ever so slightly.

As he reached her, Damian reached out a hand to her, his innocent smile somewhat wider and somewhat less innocent then before as he spoke to her. 

[i][color=Thistle]"Are you ready for your tour now, Ms. Corinna? Despite the relatively small size, I assure you that this store has many interesting things to see."[/color][/i] His voice came out somewhat deeper than normal. That wasn't the only change, however, as Corinna would notice that in the time it had taken for him to walk over, he had grown just a bit taller, perhaps an inch or so, and that his features had gotten a bit sharper and more rugged, almost as if he had aged up a year or so in those short strides towards her.