Maia puts her hands together, and then pulls them apart, black vines lit with embers reaching from palm to palm. She appears intent on them.
'I'm not human, doll. The name's Maia. Your friendly neighbourhood hell minx.' She looks up. 'Well done for pissing me off.'
And, hello? Blair trying to diss her? She's heard a lot worse, from all sides of the spectrum. Truth be told, once your job involves the killing and maiming of innocents on a regular basis, the ones who dare to talk back tend to be a little more fun.
The ropes turn into seven medium-sized scorpions, and they run down Maia's arms, legs, til they reach to the floor; then they rush towards Blair.
'Last time I used these, I put a guy in hospital,' Maia says sweetly, watching them click. 'Hope they've not lost their fire...'
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Date: 2007-12-28 05:12 pm (UTC)'I'm not human, doll. The name's Maia. Your friendly neighbourhood hell minx.' She looks up. 'Well done for pissing me off.'
And, hello? Blair trying to diss her? She's heard a lot worse, from all sides of the spectrum. Truth be told, once your job involves the killing and maiming of innocents on a regular basis, the ones who dare to talk back tend to be a little more fun.
The ropes turn into seven medium-sized scorpions, and they run down Maia's arms, legs, til they reach to the floor; then they rush towards Blair.
'Last time I used these, I put a guy in hospital,' Maia says sweetly, watching them click. 'Hope they've not lost their fire...'