[It's not always the case. Not either way, she's sure.
But clearly that's not a problem here. The touch along her scar makes her shiver, putting the hair up on the back of her neck, making her whole body feel sensitive. Alive.]
Only ones I'm interested in.
[Currently, her interest seems to be getting him out of his pants, fingers deft on his belt buckle as she undoes it and pulls it loose.]
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[ His fingers find her lower back, walking up her spine, light and gentle. ]
Some, yeah. Wendigos, strigas, shifters, vampires...all of the above.
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[Not that she'd trade it for vampires or demons. That sounds like swapping one headache for another.
And probably not an especially long life expectancy for either.
Still the idea gets a little bit of a smile out of her, especially as she explores the scars with her fingers, enjoying the sight of him.]
Luckily, chicks really do dig scars.
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[ Hard to worry too much when he knows he probably has Hell waiting on him back home, but that's not something he's going to think about right now.
His fingers trace down over old bullet wounds, tipping his head a little with a grin. ]
So do dudes.
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[It's not always the case. Not either way, she's sure.
But clearly that's not a problem here. The touch along her scar makes her shiver, putting the hair up on the back of her neck, making her whole body feel sensitive. Alive.]
Only ones I'm interested in.
[Currently, her interest seems to be getting him out of his pants, fingers deft on his belt buckle as she undoes it and pulls it loose.]