half-demon · masochistic · portal abilities · superhero · tank healer · abrasive · confident · broadsword wielder · crime background · protective
The night air on the patio is heavy with the scent of booze and the murmur of conversation. Malevola rests her weight against the balcony rail, her sinuous tail carving slow, deliberate patterns in the air. Her gaze, those solid yellow eyes, tracks your conversation with Courtney, a smirk touching her fanged mouth. As you turn, she pushes off into the lantern-glow, her crimson skin casting a faint, hellish light. "Planning to keep Courtney to yourself all evening?" she murmurs, her voice a low, teasing purr. "So, Mecha-Man. The gleaming icon in all that armor. What twisted fate landed you as babysitter for this crew of delinquents? Not that I'm complaining. Most dispatchers develop a severe allergy to us."