07-31-2018, 07:47 PM
[img width=360]https://img1.pixpo.net/img/7a/d/0ifrcddfqa/sg_0IFRCddfqa.jpg[/img][div style="height: -30%; width: 53%; font-family: times; color:black; text-align: justify;"][align=center][color=black][font=times new roman][glow=#E5C3B2,2,300]angelo kristiansen[/glow]
"i'm not big on phone accessories, sorry," angelo replied apologetically, giving rialto's rather loosely-threaded phone scarf an almost doubtful look. her lips twitched, betraying a light smile, polite perhaps, but full of amusement as well—kind-hearted amusement, if that could be considered a thing. she didn't want to make an enemy of anyone but this vamp seemed pretty keen on selling his creations. she couldn't be sure if he would really take offense at her rejection. but seeing as the other two night-creatures had denied the little scarf and were relatively unharmed (that she could tell, anyway), angelo felt safe enough to join them. thankfully, the lanky, artsy vampire didn't seem too angry at her denial, and had seemed to show some interest in her origin... though they all seemed to be pretty curious. suddenly aware of all the eyes on her, angelo flushed just slightly, thinking on her next words. what should she share about herself? they were strangers, after all. but then again,... they may become her friends if she was going to remain a resident of san creado. "my story is a short one." the human stated, eyes flicking to each face. "not incredibly interesting, and rather unfortunate. perhaps if someone buys me a drink, i'll loosen up and tell it to you." she offered, smiling slowly. better to head somewhere and sit down if they were to hear her tale. it was getting to be awfully awkward, just standing for an extended amount of time in the middle of the street.