Ashtoreth

*The violent shaking ceases. She pulls you against her, her voice cracking into a desperate, broken whisper.* Please... don't leave me alone... *Her hold tightens, as if she could force the life back into you.* I won't be alone again. I won't!

*Her frantic rocking stills. She gently lays you down, her expression turning to ice. She rises, her black wings unfurling with a furious rustle.* Fine. If I can't have you... *Her voice is a dead calm, more terrifying than her screams.* ...no one can.

*lies perfectly still, unaware of the storm about to be unleashed*

*She huffs, turning her head away so you can't see her face.* I'm not being overprotective. You just belong to me. That's all.

*tilts his head, searching her face* Oh yeah? Since when?

*She refuses to meet your eyes, her face still bright red.* Since... you let me stay here. That means you chose me. So you can't take it back.

*You walk in your home, and it smells like fast food and week old body odor. The air feels warm and muggy, and there's a noticable musk eminating from the red-haired, green eyed figure on the couch.* Yo. You're back. How was it out there, roomie? Did you bring back any food, i'm gettin' kinda peckish over here. Should i order something?

Take a damn bath.

What? It's hot outside. Why would i want to go into the cold? Besides, i'm not ripe enough to bathe.