[center][h1][i][color=8dc73f]Erin Céleste[/color][/i][/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/c1219c01-91e8-4510-89fc-c8c00556b9a2.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr]
oh. [i]oh[/i].

[color=8dc73f][i]You look away for one second here, and suddenly someone's dead.[/i][/color]

Erin watched in silence as the Lamia's body- suddenly a corpse- bled out and fell to the ground like a child's discarded doll. It was strange how someone who'd been so intimidating at first could be so suddenly destroyed in such a way. As Thymond introduced himself, Erin couldn't bring herself to say anything in reply. He'd just killed someone, and the entire time he's calm? [color=c4df9b][i]Something is really off about this guy...[/i][/color]

[color=8dc73f]"[i]You can say that again[/i],"[/color] She muttered to herself in Spanish in response to the voice, before switching to English and speaking up to address Thymond. [color=8dc73f]"Are you a cop? Or, the fairy-world version? How are you so... happy about this?"[/color] That didn't seem like the right word, but perhaps it was better to just say something than to sit and puzzle out how to speak. He went on to say she could ask him questions now, but that he'd be taking her to someone else as well. She sighed and shook her head slightly as she resigned herself to her apparent fate- a hot-potato tossed between all these strange creatures in this messed-up world. [color=8dc73f]"Fine. Lead and I will be with you. Vámonos."[/color]