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#it took 700 posts for one of my muses to flirt with the like actual bat aspect
sunlessea · 3 months
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❝ were you always this pretty ? i think you’ve been holding out on me. ❞ — firesluci
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random dialogue prompts / @londonfallen
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... how funny. he doesn't think he's been called " pretty " all that often, when he stops to think about it. and he does, staring up at it with a perked brow and slightly parted lips, as if unsure what exactly to do with the gentle tease behind what he'd otherwise coin a sultry purr. well, it can be forgiven, being a bat and all, but... he's been complimented, certainly. showered with comments on his beauty, among all else, almost nonstop with the rate at which veilgarden's artisans tend to fawn over him, warranted or otherwise just a product of his own infamy. but very few have ever commented something so... mundane. gorgeous, beautiful, sexy, things far more colorful and poetic : they're all things murmured to him while at the edges of galleries or in the depths of his private chambers, when he's on the job.
it almost takes him aback, the stark innocence behind its compliment, then. it isn't expected, not just for context of who it comes from, london more than content to nip at his heels how he should be shaking in his stockings dealing with mr fires and its nasty reputation ...
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"so you like corsets on our kind, then, mr fires?" he's shockingly casual, that in mind. when he blinks, his surprise disappears, but rather than be embarrassed, he takes the comment in stride. compliments are often empty, and he's used to receiving them ... but it's a kinder one, than he typically receives. his burlesque costumes were oft more elaborate than his current attire : as they should be, when he's to make a spectacle. now he'd consider himself rather simple, though, dressed in the corset - lingerie - stocking tripling that wines had long popularized.
well, it's popular for a reason among the toreador, even if the masters of the bazaar supposedly didn't get along very well, he supposes.
he crosses his legs inconspicuously and leans forward, chin resting 'pon his open palm where he watches it. "you should show me what you look like in your ... natural element, too. că să zicem aşa." he's not talking about just without its cloaks. "i'm ... interested."
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