SOLO I FORTI VIVO only the strong live " 151 rum. "
The male literally stares at her for a moment, eyes traveling along her curvaceous figure that was in this moment, covered with a tight, strapless crimson dress with a slight sparkle to it. The bright colored fabric caused her hazel eyes to pop, a dare residing within them as her olive toned fingers idly slide along the shiny bar top. Finally, after he realized she wasn't joking, he turned away from her with a smirk. Caprice rolled her eyes, a light irritated sigh falling from her plush lips. She killed beasts of legend daily and here some pathetic boy was doubting her ability to shoot such a 'powerful' drink. If only he knew what this woman was capable of.
As her shot is placed before her, she slides her slender fingers around it before lifting and swirling the dark liquid within it slowly. He was staring at her still, waiting to see her reaction after drinking. Her lips quirked in a daring half smile, eyes narrowing as she raises the glass to him, " Evviva, (cheers) " and easily throws back the shot. The liquid burns her throat instantly, but it is expected, desired and she merely smiles, allowing an " Ahhh " to fall from her kissers. He arches a brow at her, waiting for her to ask for a chaser or to make a face but she does not. her naturally tanned features are the same as they were before the shot except for the half smirk that has now formed on her lips.
Her mind opens up, ears closing to the music around her as she tunes into the man's thoughts. "That was hot. That dress is about to be off in about thirty minutes." Wrong. Her nose crinkles slightly as she sucks in air. She slides back off of the bar, arms sliding along the smooth surface as she leans away from him. " Just give me another. " Her accent filled voice seems to have changed dramatically from the pretty alto to a now low, dangerous tone. He stares at her, shocked for a moment and she holds back a smile. "It's like she read my mind." indeed. Caprice turns away from him, turning to fixate her hazels on the crowd as she rests her elbows behind her and props herself up. A majority of the people in here were supernatural. The minority were human. The .1% was Carpice.
" speaking "
Caprice de Ricci DARK HUNTER female . single . twenty-four . |