Betelgeuse batted his eyelashes at the girl in a feminine manner while puckering his lips as if he were planning to kiss her. But thankfully for Miranda, he had to withdraw from his position in order to get a better view of Chris. Why, by the sounds of it, he sounded like... Oh. Oh wait a minute! He WAS a girl!
Preforming a double take, The Juicer lept off of the woman almost instantly and stepped down onto one knee, kneeling down before the knight. "Ma'am," he began, a hand over his heart before he quickly reached for her hand. "Please accept my deepest apologies."
The ghost sounded sincere. At least as close to sincere as Betelgeuse could before his leach like grasp of the womans hand took a turn for the worst. He started by kissing her hand, polite and proper. Then moving up, continuing to taint her with his poisonous kiss, farther and farther up her arm like a hungry animal. He was out of control, practically sucking her dry before suddenly throwing himself quite literally off of her.
He landed in front of Miranda, quickly springing himself back onto his feet and embracing her. "Don't be shy, just spit it out. -here, I'll do it for you."
Putting his hand over the woman's mouth, the pale skinned man loudly cleared his throat, collecting as much mucus in there as possible and spat it near Lightfellow's feet. His fingers slowly slithered down from her lip after this, long, red, broken, fingernails grazing against her skin before decided to take clutch of her chin. His crooked, yellow teeth flashed Miranda an even large smiled as he forcefully pushed her closer to him.
"Vous odeur aiment beau des fleurs, madam." the ghost spoke, complementing her smell apposed to his own (which was horrible considering he had never bothered to take a bath in his entire life). "I have traveled many cities, but never once have I found myself in front of such a beautiful woman." Leaning in closer, he snorted several times in amusement of his own antics. "-except maybe in Vegas."
Pausing for a moment in thought, his eyes wandered toward the sky before landing back on the exorcist. She wished to know more about him, did she? "Ah! I see what 'cha mean! We outta get to know each other better in order ta get this relationship stable. Don't worry. I'm way ahead of you, babes." With one of his arms already around Miranda, he threw his other over to Chris, pulling her close so he could some what embrace them both.
"We can all head back to my place and get to know each other better as much as you'd like..."
[ooc: What SHOULD Be The French Translation: 'You smell like beautiful flowers, madam.' I probably messed up in there, though XD -oh, and yes, that last remark is sexual.]
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Preforming a double take, The Juicer lept off of the woman almost instantly and stepped down onto one knee, kneeling down before the knight. "Ma'am," he began, a hand over his heart before he quickly reached for her hand. "Please accept my deepest apologies."
The ghost sounded sincere. At least as close to sincere as Betelgeuse could before his leach like grasp of the womans hand took a turn for the worst. He started by kissing her hand, polite and proper. Then moving up, continuing to taint her with his poisonous kiss, farther and farther up her arm like a hungry animal. He was out of control, practically sucking her dry before suddenly throwing himself quite literally off of her.
He landed in front of Miranda, quickly springing himself back onto his feet and embracing her. "Don't be shy, just spit it out. -here, I'll do it for you."
Putting his hand over the woman's mouth, the pale skinned man loudly cleared his throat, collecting as much mucus in there as possible and spat it near Lightfellow's feet. His fingers slowly slithered down from her lip after this, long, red, broken, fingernails grazing against her skin before decided to take clutch of her chin. His crooked, yellow teeth flashed Miranda an even large smiled as he forcefully pushed her closer to him.
"Vous odeur aiment beau des fleurs, madam." the ghost spoke, complementing her smell apposed to his own (which was horrible considering he had never bothered to take a bath in his entire life). "I have traveled many cities, but never once have I found myself in front of such a beautiful woman." Leaning in closer, he snorted several times in amusement of his own antics. "-except maybe in Vegas."
Pausing for a moment in thought, his eyes wandered toward the sky before landing back on the exorcist. She wished to know more about him, did she? "Ah! I see what 'cha mean! We outta get to know each other better in order ta get this relationship stable. Don't worry. I'm way ahead of you, babes." With one of his arms already around Miranda, he threw his other over to Chris, pulling her close so he could some what embrace them both.
"We can all head back to my place and get to know each other better as much as you'd like..."
[ooc: What SHOULD Be The French Translation: 'You smell like beautiful flowers, madam.' I probably messed up in there, though XD -oh, and yes, that last remark is sexual.]