deceptive fate, offering protection ⫸ gators

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THE SIREN OF THE AZURE

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[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] Turn of cranium to the sin, eyes roving over her. Looks like she'd decided to settle in the right place, what with lovely women all around. Not that many of them sparked her interests, she was more keen to flirt with them and break hearts. She was a siren after all, she wasn't going to lure them to their watery deaths as she so normally would. Appraising the other before offering a low hiss of reply, crocodile resting there, "You can have some scales, sweetheart, but the teeth are mine. That's if you can remove them without help.", she knew how hard it was to remove the scales off a gator or crocodile hide, hell, she'd done it as a child, pulling scales off of dragons for certain things back then.

Gaze turning away to look out over the waters. Could the female do it? Hell, even with all of her practice now, it was still a difficult task no matter the experience and took time to remove the scales with minimal breakage. Letting her eyes slide to half lid, resting beside her kill. She'd keep the corpse for herself, either for snacking, or for other more devious things. What she wouldn't give to keep the skull, but no, she had plans for this bastard. Maybe she'd keep the next skull. -

[W]isker