|| ♧ ||;; Hey, he didn’t age either. Claims to be 23, is physically 18, true age is one thousand years old. All becaue he’s not even human. Perks of immortality, y’know? “Ahh~, if only. I wouldn’t be here probably if he paid a little more attention to me.” And he’s actually pouting a little at that before finally paying attention to the fact she has yet to pull out the so called knife. “Aw, forgot your toy at home sweetheart? I could lend you mine if you want~.” Please stop you twisted piece of shit.
Danelle doesn’t even know how old she is. Probably the age of the entire human species, really. She looked up towards him, fiery eyes ablaze.
”Shut the fuck up. I got it on me somewhere.”
Searching for a knife with one hand while the other gripped the man’s finger was quiet the difficult task. Oh wait… She was forgetting about one of the ”secret pockets”,which were basically pockets on the inside of her jacket. ”There it is. I found it.”
|| ♧ ||;; Snickers. “Y'know, with how long it took you to find it I could’ve left already~.” If he was normal. But he’s not so whatever. Yeesh, that means she’d have to be around….1,000 or so millenniums old. Haha, old woman. Narcisse tilted his head, olive green hues merely watching her almost as though he was doubtful of her words. He really wasn’t but pissing people off was usually fun since it meant he’d get hurt and he like’s pain so clearly that would benefit him. But, we are not going to continue that train of thought because no. Just no.
