- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[abduxel]

I'm not entirely convinced she wouldn't try to murder me in your bed, if we're being honest.

But I have no qualms with her, myself. Not since you made your deal. And she is a beautiful woman.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Murder you, well -- she is highly creative about her kinks, you know. Artful, entrancing. I wouldn't put a bit of bloodplay past her -- though there's no telling if such would be to the degree of homicide.

[Or... demoncide. Whatever the proper term might be.]

She -- yes, she certainly is a beautiful woman.

[He smiled, addressing part of Abduxel's statement.]

[abduxel]

[That draws a quiet, dark laugh from him, and he holds up his slightly bloodied knife meaningfully, eyebrows raised at Chilton. The expression and gesture are exceedingly clear, so much that Abduxel might as well have said it aloud: do you really think I'm not into bloodplay, doctor?

He tucks the knife back way, smiling still.]

It takes more than a little blood-loss to bring me down, Doctor, so extend my apologies to Raina. When my throat was slit, I got back up after a little rest. In any case, dying is not one of my kinks.

[He passes over that tidbit of information so casually. Notably, he has no discernible scars on his neck.]

For the record, I'm giving you a proposition, not offering a deal. So why don't you just picture it a while, and let me know if you're feeling inspired.