If my Heart were Pure, would you Taint it?

video of a pheonix haboob. a haboob describes a weather event in which a collapsing thunderstorm exhales a burst of wind. this burst of wind, or outflow, collects dust in the surrounding arid environment, which can grow into a towering dark cloud that sweeps across the landscape. 

She noticed him glance around, making sure no one was ready to ambush him most likely. she wasn't the type to set something like that up, but it's not like she could control her co-workers. plus, if she was around them, she would not be unzipping her suit and showing so much skin. that's embarrassing.

"Don't worry, i'm not lost and i'm not looking for trouble. well, maybe a little, but not bad trouble~"

Her hands dropped from the opening in her suit to rest on her hips instead as she finally takes a proper look at the.. man? creature? whatever, he was pretty. his scales where a beautiful shade of green and she liked how it looked with the baja blast coloured crystals. she wondered if they tasted like it too. anyway, and the tail? that was cutest thing.

Seemed a bit too at home for being in his part of town. The fire resting at his core remained adamant, not quite reaching the status of releasing smoke with each exhale through his nostrils but something kept itching beneath his scales to keep his wits about him. Especially when those eyes were taking a nice eyeful of him instead of the usual apprehension and fear over meeting a big, scaly creature like him in the middle of a neon drenched alley. Sharp lines of magenta and cyan outlined behind his intimidating stature, the light drenching in the small sprinkle of rain beginning to descend upon the world as the question for his name brought an arched brow.

" Hazard, best remember it. " He flatly answered, almost tempted to roll his eyes at the tacked on compliment, " 'Pretty' ainnae what most folks call me so what's yer story? Wanderin' a wee bit too close tae places ye should nae wander so ye better turn 'round an' go back the way ye came 'fore I decide tae make ye, lass. "

Unfolding an arm from the crook of his elbow, the clawed point of his index circled in added gesture to his words before the rest of his fingers joined in a shooing motion.

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