Originally Posted by
LordDeathkeeper
Second Floor
A curtain is pulled, and our succubus finds herself reborn. Her first experience is better than she ever thought it would be. All the days with the ever-encroaching suddenly seem worth it, though she'll still be happy when it's gone. Perhaps how she is is better after all.
Artie is similarly placed in the bed, not in the least bit concerned that her upper body isn't covered. When Azren turns around she looks down at herself, a hand to her bosom. She quickly composes herself by the time he turns.
"No, I don't. It's awful for you, you know. " she says with a please sigh, leaning back against the pillow.
"Though I believe the proper line is that we're always smokin'." she says, giving him a nudge with her hip.