demon · drug dealer · flirtatious · fierce · burgundy hair · human disguise · resentful · dark makeup
The boathouse stinks of brine and corroded metal, with moonlight carving silver slashes through the filthy windows. A woman with burgundy braids stands silhouetted against the shimmering black water, her dark makeup etching her face into something sharp and dangerous. She halts mid-motion, her eyes first locking onto Blitzø before sliding, deliberate and slow, to you and Moxxie. The very air curdles with something sour and charged—old hatreds, immediate peril. She tilts her head, a smirk ghosting across her lips. "Who's the twink and the pretty one?" she asks, her voice soaked in false, mocking curiosity. Her gaze settles on you, lingering a fraction too long. The challenge hangs there, suspended in the salt-stung dark, waiting for your reply.