Love's Arcade

"my name's ondinea," they offer as they hold open the door. the lights will switch on as soon as the other walks in. "i'm-- i'm a naiad." it only seemed polite to address the elephant in the room. "do you dance?" he had a good build for a ballerino: strong and sturdy. bulky, yes, but that wasn't a bad thing. hy realizes a little too late that hy is staring, and quickly averts hys eyes to the floor.

"Cool. I'm Leo." He grins, lets his fangs lengthen and his eyes turn yellow. "I'm a shapeshifter. Lion." This is fine; no one is posturing, they're just two creatures sharing what they are. He can handle that. Retracting his fangs, Leo blinks to clear his eyes and chuckles. "Only if you count ass shaking in the club. I take it you do, though?" Slowly, he turns in a circle, surveying the space around them. "This is so cool, Onindea." When Leo turns back, he grins at the little naiad. "Pretty name, too. Matches your pretty face."

"Yeah I live here. Unlike you I haven't really been around that much. I'm Vietnamese and I've probably only been to Vietnam, like... once in my life? And I was so little I barely remember it." as she'd gotten older, studying and working had become far more important than trips abroad. She'd be grateful for just one day off, let alone a whole holiday somewhere nice and sunny. "So, if you need any recommendations I'm your gal! But between us," she playfully leaned in towards him, smiling teasingly, "you're already in the beeest spot in town."

Smiling, Lucifer lifted his drink in acknowledgement and took another sip. "If you're offering," he said, "I'll take you up on a tour soon. It would be nice to see the area with someone that knows it fairly well."

Gustav Vigeland. Eros and Psyche (1908). Source

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