"I don't despise you, I carry a hatred for everything demonic, no exceptions. If it were a choice of mine that inner demon of Kor's wouldn't be there, I'd have gotten rid of it somehow. I can never forgive your kind..."
Kiha lost self-control at the succubus' tease, and a fist went flying to her face, narrowly missing. The dragonkin's cheeks were a tinge of red.
"Don't. Just don't. If you know what's good for you, then you will not try that again."
Kiha visibly smirked as Sahrah refused the drink.
"Stigyan minerals or not, she at least displays common sense."
It was at that point she began to leave.
"If you'll excuse me..."
She would later be found trying to, in her words, "wash the taint off her body" via shower.
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Tristam would be found in the cafeteria, inhaling everything he could reach.
Everyone else could only stare as the half-demon put away dish after dish, and the plates, bowls, and such began to pile up.
Eventually, he noticed Sahrah arriving.
"Oh, so you decided to stop by?"
He said through a mouthful of chicken before swallowing.
"I, ah, didn't know what Lamias prefer to eat, but... Well, I saved this for you."
He pushed forward a small plate with bacon, eggs, and toast, a rather generic breakfast in his mind.
A small amount of nearby females looked downright shocked as he did so, a couple of them shooting murderous glares at the lamia, of which the half-demon did not see.
Kiha lost self-control at the succubus' tease, and a fist went flying to her face, narrowly missing. The dragonkin's cheeks were a tinge of red.
"Don't. Just don't. If you know what's good for you, then you will not try that again."
Kiha visibly smirked as Sahrah refused the drink.
"Stigyan minerals or not, she at least displays common sense."
It was at that point she began to leave.
"If you'll excuse me..."
She would later be found trying to, in her words, "wash the taint off her body" via shower.
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Tristam would be found in the cafeteria, inhaling everything he could reach.
Everyone else could only stare as the half-demon put away dish after dish, and the plates, bowls, and such began to pile up.
Eventually, he noticed Sahrah arriving.
"Oh, so you decided to stop by?"
He said through a mouthful of chicken before swallowing.
"I, ah, didn't know what Lamias prefer to eat, but... Well, I saved this for you."
He pushed forward a small plate with bacon, eggs, and toast, a rather generic breakfast in his mind.
A small amount of nearby females looked downright shocked as he did so, a couple of them shooting murderous glares at the lamia, of which the half-demon did not see.

You know, most people call me insane...
That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.