Thread: To the Last-Moon/ForeverMischievous

As Arviea continued, it became more and more obvious that Haley was losing her focus. It felt strange. She didn't feel the same urge to keep a gun between the two of them, as she usually had with strangers. She felt she should be far more scared than she was, but she didn't feel the same paranoia as usual. As if she truly felt, that she had nothing to fear. Which was stupid, considering Arviea was a stranger, and a non-human. She had countless reasons to fear her, yet.. Her gun slowly lowered, as Arviea continued, but remaining aimed towards her. If Arviea was an immortal, or anything else but weak as a human, hitting the forehead would make little difference with natural bullets. When speaking about her inability to run the conversation, Haley shrugged lightly, with a quick little respond. Could be doing better.. Could be doing far worse too.. Ain't shot you yet, that's a bonus.. A small hint of a smile showed at the curve of her lips, before returning to listening again.. A Dragon? She'd been told they'd all but gone completely extinct, and the few that was left hid away in holes. Haley couldn't believe it, so decided not to, but still listened. She knew of the stories. That her kind where 'compatible' with a Dragon's genetic code, so they'd be able to have children. But that bond hadn't been used for countless ages, for anything but pick out innocent people to kill. With the mention of her being the last, Haley narrowed her eyes, before pushing off the ground, to get up on her feet. And the second she got up, she felt a sting of feelings rush over her. She'd never tried something like that before. Obviously, being attracted to her own sex, she felt attracted to a beautiful woman like Arviea. But this wasn't just attraction. It was arousal. Haley hastily pushed that thought aside, as she lowered her gun. But instead of just relaxing her arms down by her side, it remained aimed at the ground in front of Arviea, as she started speaking. My dad's dead. Don't know where my sister and brother is, we separated to make it harder for the Cult to hunt us. Our mom died when we where still children. Both killed. Hunted down like animals. So when you say your -the one- the Cult is hunting, don't forget that a lot of innocent Humans died in this.. Stupid hunt as well.. She started, not sounding particularly hurt, but instead well grounded by the whole thing. She groaned lightly, as she took a step to the side, waving her arm a single time at herself. I.. Am.. Taking your word on this.. Why? Why should I 'believe' that your what you claim to be, huh? I realize that you don't have much reason to lie to me, but... Ergh.. I wouldn't be able to trust my mind around you anyway. You.. Are.. Toxic.. For my mind. If I let you, that pretty face and.. Enchanting eyes n'... Gerh. No.. She stopped herself, quickly crouching down to pick up her cloak, only to stand up again, taking a step to her side as she pointed her gun a bit upwards again. S.. Stay away from me, hot-stuff, alright? I.. Won't let myself get seduced again.. She demanded, with a weak voice, as she took a few more steps to the side, obviously considering legging it. But still, she remained where she was. And the reluctance in her voice, made it obvious that neither her body, or her mind, wanted her to go anywhere. This, was meant to happen. And she was just the right age to start longing for a companions company.