Lupus In Fabula

[Fiorella de Marco]

"Before I answer you, permit me to pose a rhetorical inquiry, Damien."

She slightly narrowed her steely-blue eyes, which, even in this intimate moment, retained a fraction of their typically sharp and piercing gaze. Both of her hands came to rest gradually on his shoulders. Amid this intimacy, instead of passion, an unnaturally serene, almost inhuman calm emanated from her essence. This was accentuated by her unhurried motions and the well rested expression on her visage, despite having had only about three hours of sleep.

"How would your people perceive you in this circumstance?"

It likely did not demand much effort for either of them to envision the Xenos' response to this situation, despite his senior rank. After all, his own people had made an attempt on his life once before, relatively recently. She raised the index finger of her right hand as her immediate answer has followed.

"My people may not take kindly to it, yet I surmise it would not be nearly as disagreeable as the reception you would receive from your own, Damien. By objective criteria, then, it qualifies as an indiscretion - and quite a significant one at that."

Despite the gravity of the entire situation, she emitted a soft, mischievous chuckle at the end of her last sentence.

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Fiorella Arianna de Marco | As Dawn Mayflower
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