"Suggestion, don't for now." I slowly melt into a Daemoness, with black feathered wings, and enshrined in flames, with two black curved horns. "See what I mean?"
“A pleasure to meet you, Ikeriabelle. Well, I just got back, and I’ll be here for a bit, so I thought I’d meet some new faces here! There’s a lot of people I don’t recognize, and I gotta start somewhere.”
[i]I laugh and sip my brandy. [/i]
“Gimme thirty s-seconds.” I set the Polish vodka down, and my head starts thrashing, at the end of it, I am perfectly sober, and normal. “Thats unpleasant as always.”
