10-17-2018, 05:56 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: black;"]Agathe considered the three that stood before her with a little hum, that golden gaze of hers sweeping over their now-familiar forms a few times before she nodded her head. Where she came from, men were barred from joining their ranks, an ancient tradition that the coven they were descendants of had established centuries ago. Even during the great Wars did they not turn to outside help, dedicated to their own struggles (and eventual demise) and too stubborn to even entertain the idea of a male assisting them. She had had few pleasant run ins with anyone save her sisters admittedly and would not be afraid to confess how this, like everything in the Ascendants, was strange to her.
But she remained the picture of composed aloofness, even as Moon mouthed that she should draw a dick, of all things, upon Titan. While she was perfectly fine with explaining that her encounters with the opposite sex had been few and far between, she knew with too-clear certainty that she was far from comfortable with the idea of explaining that she hardly knew what a dick looked like. So she merely nodded her head respectfully, falling into the role of a poised heir that her grandmother had valued so dearly. "It appears," She began, even the tone of her voice different, quieter and colder and more thoughtful, "That our Seraph himself would like to paint you. A great honor indeed." The smile that appeared on her lips was not crooked and awkward, just a small extension of this new person she was playing.
Until she remembered that she didn't have to be Agathe the Assassin when she was now Agathe the Ascendant. So she dipped her paw into the nearest paint - a brilliant blue shade - and turned to Ren, acting normal once again. "While Moon handles Titan, you're all mine!" She exclaimed brightly, oblivious of his pun as she beckoned him closer. "Maybe I can even talk about my clan's tradition while I paint! Would you all be interested in hearing them?"
But she remained the picture of composed aloofness, even as Moon mouthed that she should draw a dick, of all things, upon Titan. While she was perfectly fine with explaining that her encounters with the opposite sex had been few and far between, she knew with too-clear certainty that she was far from comfortable with the idea of explaining that she hardly knew what a dick looked like. So she merely nodded her head respectfully, falling into the role of a poised heir that her grandmother had valued so dearly. "It appears," She began, even the tone of her voice different, quieter and colder and more thoughtful, "That our Seraph himself would like to paint you. A great honor indeed." The smile that appeared on her lips was not crooked and awkward, just a small extension of this new person she was playing.
Until she remembered that she didn't have to be Agathe the Assassin when she was now Agathe the Ascendant. So she dipped her paw into the nearest paint - a brilliant blue shade - and turned to Ren, acting normal once again. "While Moon handles Titan, you're all mine!" She exclaimed brightly, oblivious of his pun as she beckoned him closer. "Maybe I can even talk about my clan's tradition while I paint! Would you all be interested in hearing them?"
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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