Selenas had arrived, finally, after a long and uneventful trip. Her curls were a mess, but as they were curls instead of straight hair, only Selenas herself would ever be able to tell anything was out of place. Her lips, red and full, twitched into a disdainful smile.
"Quaint." She murmured, clanking one long fingernail softly against straight white teeth as she glanced around the small room she would now call home. The sound was deeper than a normal nail should make, more unnerving and metallic.
"This room, is quaint. Yes, I can make it work." She had arrived early, and thus had already been in the room when her door opened and a young man entered with some form of letter. Selenas' simple smile molded into a dangerously luscious smirk.
"Well, well, what have we here hmmmm?" She purred softly, making sure her green eyes gazed intently into his. Flecks of yellow border-lining gold flashed in them,a trick of the light she had learned long ago.
"For me?" She asked sweetly, shifting her body to lean against one leg. Her skirts, long silky fabrics that slid like water to expose a perfectly tanned thy. Her torso was tanned, and the top she wore managed to cover just enough of her breasts to look presentable, and just little enough to be enticing. She accepted the letter from him, allowing long fingers to trail over his wrist as she did so, sliding the envelope open with those same strange nails.
"Quaint." She murmured, clanking one long fingernail softly against straight white teeth as she glanced around the small room she would now call home. The sound was deeper than a normal nail should make, more unnerving and metallic.
"This room, is quaint. Yes, I can make it work." She had arrived early, and thus had already been in the room when her door opened and a young man entered with some form of letter. Selenas' simple smile molded into a dangerously luscious smirk.
"Well, well, what have we here hmmmm?" She purred softly, making sure her green eyes gazed intently into his. Flecks of yellow border-lining gold flashed in them,a trick of the light she had learned long ago.
"For me?" She asked sweetly, shifting her body to lean against one leg. Her skirts, long silky fabrics that slid like water to expose a perfectly tanned thy. Her torso was tanned, and the top she wore managed to cover just enough of her breasts to look presentable, and just little enough to be enticing. She accepted the letter from him, allowing long fingers to trail over his wrist as she did so, sliding the envelope open with those same strange nails.
