10-10-2022, 06:49 PM
Sera blinks slowly, still drowsy and half-asleep, taking another sip as she leans over and looks through the lens upon the demonic hellbeast huffing in front of her.
"Ah," she nods in understanding, sipping at her cup of water yet again and smacking her lips. "Shit."
She looks at her cup a moment before glancing back up in the creature's general direction and holding it in the air. "Should I get you one?"
It responds with only a low growl, deep enough to be felt, a rumble resonating through Sera's bones.
"Yeah, yeah, calm down there, hellfire. I know what you want." She reaches into the cupboard for another glass and begins filling it at the sink. "I also know it's important to keep hydrated, and the general belief is that's hard to do where you come from." She sets the glass on the counter towards the demon. "I mean, that may be jumping to conclusions, but if we're doing this I don't want you drying up on me. I hope that's mutual?" Another sip.
Another rumbling growl, a conflicted sort of sound torn between thoughtful and impatient, resonates through the kitchen as Sera starts undoing the belt holding together the robe she'd slipped on.
"Anyway, I can run to the other room and try and look up a sigil that'd make you visible if you want. Or, you know" - she smiles up coyly through her mussy mid-night hair as her robe slips to the floor, revealing her body to the creature - "you can just stay the way you are and surprise me. That might be fun."
"Ah," she nods in understanding, sipping at her cup of water yet again and smacking her lips. "Shit."
She looks at her cup a moment before glancing back up in the creature's general direction and holding it in the air. "Should I get you one?"
It responds with only a low growl, deep enough to be felt, a rumble resonating through Sera's bones.
"Yeah, yeah, calm down there, hellfire. I know what you want." She reaches into the cupboard for another glass and begins filling it at the sink. "I also know it's important to keep hydrated, and the general belief is that's hard to do where you come from." She sets the glass on the counter towards the demon. "I mean, that may be jumping to conclusions, but if we're doing this I don't want you drying up on me. I hope that's mutual?" Another sip.
Another rumbling growl, a conflicted sort of sound torn between thoughtful and impatient, resonates through the kitchen as Sera starts undoing the belt holding together the robe she'd slipped on.
"Anyway, I can run to the other room and try and look up a sigil that'd make you visible if you want. Or, you know" - she smiles up coyly through her mussy mid-night hair as her robe slips to the floor, revealing her body to the creature - "you can just stay the way you are and surprise me. That might be fun."