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>>149642993
Repostan'
>She really didn't know why she got all gussied up and fancy for it.
>It was just another blind date. It wouldn't matter if he complimented her on the dress or her hair. Or even her size despite the effort she went to minimise her profile.
>No, it'd be another night of insincere small talk and cheap dinner right before sending someone home with a limp.
>If they were lucky.
>So when she melted a Satan-sized hole through the doors of the House of Lust with half-hearted flare (and crushing hecklers in the process), she already had the concierge anxiously hurrying her to the table.
>The absence of Asmodeus or her entrance didn't dampen the boisterous atmosphere of the club, nor deter the man sharing the evening with her tonight.
>In fact, it was her turn to be surprised.
>"Well you certainly know how to make an entrance."
>The scraping of a large chair interrupted the man's dry observation.
>"I'll take it as a compliment."
>Having finally sat down in the chair prepared by a fearful waiter, she managed to get a good look at her gentleman caller.
>"So...you're a sinner?"
>His surprisingly calm demeanour didn't falter.
>"Born, raised and damned."
>She merely raised an eyebrow as the menus were delivered.
>He was certainly different. Faceless, standard black tie. Scrawnier than the others, but she'd known some eager toothpicks in her time.
>But he seemed more...aloof? Casual?
>It didn't matter. She could hazard a guess on how long he'd last.
>Two minutes at most.
>"I take it you want to try your hand at sufferin' the queen's wrath?"
>She scooched in and all four of her eyes gazed disinterestedly into his soul.
>At the very least she wouldn't have to call a healer tonight.
>"U-uh, maybe we should try dinner first before getting to that stuff, ok?"
>She snorted.
>There was the nervous tic she saw from the usual weaklings.
>Perhaps the evening wouldn't be different.
>"We'll see..."
>Or maybe he'd end up surprising her again.
>>149642993
Repostan'
>She really didn't know why she got all gussied up and fancy for it.
>It was just another blind date. It wouldn't matter if he complimented her on the dress or her hair. Or even her size despite the effort she went to minimise her profile.
>No, it'd be another night of insincere small talk and cheap dinner right before sending someone home with a limp.
>If they were lucky.
>So when she melted a Satan-sized hole through the doors of the House of Lust with half-hearted flare (and crushing hecklers in the process), she already had the concierge anxiously hurrying her to the table.
>The absence of Asmodeus or her entrance didn't dampen the boisterous atmosphere of the club, nor deter the man sharing the evening with her tonight.
>In fact, it was her turn to be surprised.
>"Well you certainly know how to make an entrance."
>The scraping of a large chair interrupted the man's dry observation.
>"I'll take it as a compliment."
>Having finally sat down in the chair prepared by a fearful waiter, she managed to get a good look at her gentleman caller.
>"So...you're a sinner?"
>His surprisingly calm demeanour didn't falter.
>"Born, raised and damned."
>She merely raised an eyebrow as the menus were delivered.
>He was certainly different. Faceless, standard black tie. Scrawnier than the others, but she'd known some eager toothpicks in her time.
>But he seemed more...aloof? Casual?
>It didn't matter. She could hazard a guess on how long he'd last.
>Two minutes at most.
>"I take it you want to try your hand at sufferin' the queen's wrath?"
>She scooched in and all four of her eyes gazed disinterestedly into his soul.
>At the very least she wouldn't have to call a healer tonight.
>"U-uh, maybe we should try dinner first before getting to that stuff, ok?"
>She snorted.
>There was the nervous tic she saw from the usual weaklings.
>Perhaps the evening wouldn't be different.
>"We'll see..."
>Or maybe he'd end up surprising her again.
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