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[grimowled]

'...are the goetia always so beautiful? or is it just you your highness? ' / hi slides at you.

THE NOTORIOUSLY BELOVED performer's charm doesn't catch him off guard - quite the opposite; the demon prince raises a taloned hand to his chest, his own performance of coy modesty unfolding.

"hoo hoo, how utterly delightful - you are making me blush beneath my feathers. fizzarolli, is it?"

(of course it is. but now he's on the prince's inescapable radar.)

the imp's brazenness amuses stolas - is this mere flattery, a showman’s instinct for SURVIVAL? or a hint of something more daring - more reckless?

"--you see, beauty among the goetia is rather… common - it's rare for one of us not to dazzle. I'm actually considered rather plain, as far as avian looks go. can you imagine? but oh, darling …"

his amiable smile sharpens at the edges, the thespian act melting into something far more sinister as he takes a measured step closer, talons clicking ominously against the floor; his tone dips into something silkier, far too smooth to be trusted, laced with menace and seduction. the energy in the room thickens, his towering form casting a heaving shadow that stretches far too long for the dim lighting, as four half-lidded eyes bear into mammon's former protégé;

"…I'm so very glad you find me exceptional; and you seem to have a talent for putting on a show - but be careful, little showman - if you mean to make me your audience, I might not be satisfied to simply watch."

(the cost of catching his attention is far greater than one bargained for.)

he reaches out, talons brushing the air between them - not touching, but close enough to feel the predatory power humming just beneath the surface, before he retreats and tilts his head back with a faux-innocent smile that barely masks the wickedness beneath, letting his crimson gaze linger just a little too long, balancing on the line between enchanting and unnerving.

"--but I do appreciate the compliment - few have the gall to attempt it, let alone with such style. do keep that charming tongue of yours sharp, my dear.