[*leaves this here* I'm a tad bored..]
Nyixan stared at the seadweller who stood at the front door, scowling a bit. "Who the hell are you?"
Wybtia looked him over and hummed lowly, eyes half closed. "Hm..Quite a foul mouth on you, pathetic shit, but I suppose that'd be well for customers..."
Yeah, this douche was back. Fabulous, yes?
"Uh, that doesn't tell me who ya are. 'Sides, who you calling a pathetic shit?!" The indigo blood growled, fists clenched. "What customers?"
A card was pulled from Wybtia's pocket, handing it over to the other with a dark smirk. "I'm your lusus' Dancestor, Wybtia. Surely they've spoken of me~ I am the reason they have such wonderful lives~"
He completely ignored the other questioned, being the sly snake he is as he saw interest spark in Nyixan.
The Makara took the card and gave it a once over, eyebrow raised. "...You work as like...a pimp or something? And my mom was one of your...workers?"
"Mhm~ He stayed and earned well needed money selling his body~ He was able to buy many things and houses with such cash~ Though than Dakota ruined it-" A growl passed his lips before he sighed.
Nyixan looked at the card than back at him, eyebrows furrowing now. "My dad didn't ruin anything so shut the fuck up, motherfucker. ...But, uh...Ya pay well to do this...?"
'Pailing with no feelings...Not my first option, but...I guess so I don't feel lonely maybe-'
Oh gog, Wybtia was luring him in!
