redhead:

█░▌⧼ 永遠の炎 ⧽▐░█

Cocking a brow at his response he had now peaked her interest. A collection of images rushed through her mind as she tried to picture what could possibly be kept underneath such a helmet. Tilting her head it was the mark on his tongue that caught her attention and suddenly the crimson woman wasn’t as friendly as she perviously had been. Now starting to become a nervous wreck she uttered her final words before facing forward to avoid further interactions with the strange male. 

 

“Shame, perhaps one day" 

           seldom did it happen that the seith mage’s unusual head coverage would attract such positive attention, especially from the opposite sex. yes, bixlow had always been quite the jester, and being a tease was something that he enjoyed.

           red eyes slowly followed the length of the crimson chick’s body, inspecting the lovely features that she clearly bore. he couldn’t shake off the gut feeling that he had encountered her before. however, openly voicing that would sound like a cliched pick-up line, so he decided against it.

           the raijin felt that all was well, until the redhead showed a sudden shift in demeanor. it was pretty weird, going from expressive interest to bashful disregard in a matter of seconds.

          ❛ {✖} huh? what’s wrong, baby? did i say somethin’? (did he? did he?) ❜