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She continued to watch the stranger out of the corner of her eye, using the mirror to gain a better view. Her expression gave away nothing more than mild boredom as she traced her index finger along the rim of her glass, keeping perfect time with each pass of her pale flesh over the tumblers thick rim. She studied his profile just as intently as he studied hers, gaining little information about the man behind the mask. Though she learned a fare bit about that mask he was wearing.
He was a warrior, by the way he held himself, the way he moved. It was like watching a leopard strut across the bar, watching him claim a stool at the bar with casual grace... But there was no denying that he claimed space, wherever he went, intentionally or not. She let her gaze rake over his form in the mirror, let it linger on his strong jaw, that thick neck that tapered into those broad, well define shoulders. Her violet gaze lingered on his massive, undoubtedly chiseled torso. She had a rather active imagination, and she had no trouble imagining what he looked like without that shirt on. Not with arms that strained the seams of his shirt, with pecs that already appeared full and flat and hard as rock.
She'd never been one for prying into the minds of others, not when it was so much more fun to fish those answers from their lips. Or maybe it was the fact that she always seemed to wind up finding something she didn't want nor need when she went digging around in other peoples heads. Gods knew she never came out with what she was looking for. Maybe she was just bad at the whole thing...
Long, slender fingers wrapped easily around her glass, raising it to her painted lips for a long sip as his thoughts slipped into her mind. His voice was deep, gruff, russian, nearly sending that shiver down her spine that even the icy winds couldn't bring on. The sound of an avalanche, both beautiful, stunning and yet so very deadly. She shrugged one bare, painted shoulder as she downed the last mouthful of her Stoli, sliding her glass forward to be refilled.
That might be because I am unique... She tuned her head, a devilish smirk playing across her lips as her violet gaze flashed golden, feral for a moment. Anubis has but one daughter, after all In the next moment, her gaze was violet once more, amused and human once more.
Sabrina Snow
Demi-Godess
This shining city built of gold
A far cry from innocence
There's more than meets the eye here
Look to the waters of the deep
A city of evil
There sat a seven-headed beast
Ten horns raised from his head
Symbolic woman sits on his throne
But hatred strips her and leaves her naked
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