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[alotmorehorrible]

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[alotmorehorrible]

Mm... [He watches her, quiet and thoughtful for a moment. Vengeance, removing evil... sometimes those things crossed real close.]

Yeah, you're right... What do you call yourself, love?

[krasnaya_smert]

[ Natalia uncurls herself and sets the drink aside. She draws near enough to lowly rumble in Butcher's ear, scratching lightly at his beard with a set of nails. ] Why don't you tell me which room is yours and I'll show you what they call me? Unless, of course, you'd rather keep drinking...