One would have thought that a cyborg, especially the kind notorious throughout the city to be leaving trails of destruction behind him, would have better things to do than set out a trap of that kind. And yet, here he was, trotting towards the woman that could perhaps almost do as much damage as he could— without moving a finger.
He sat down, gave a grin and propped his elbows ( or elbow and the tip of the join enabling his mechanic arm to move ) on the surface of the table and gave a light hum. He knew just who he was going to be conversing with, and he knew that he could not have cared less about reputation.
’I could swear you were labelled as quite the opposite of an angel, but you sure look like one, dear~’
Her slight confusion was evident through a partially-raised eyebrow on her face when staring at the obviously “attractive” male, though her perceptions were not alike to other people’s. Her expression changed from confusion to nonchalance as at her beckoning, one of her brothers brought her her favourite delight; macaroons, which the cyborg had kindly gifted her with previously. Blue orbs glinted and sparkled as she quickly finished the last of the desserts before finally turning her attention to the second party in this conversation; the cyborg in front of her. His slightly…relaxed…attitude caused her to sigh in annoyance, as she realised that instead of asking for this meeting to discuss a mission or business opportunity, he had arrived to flirt and impress her, though the Princess of the Underworld had very high standards…
“–I apologise, however, I thought we were meeting to discuss business. I am a busy lady, after all…”
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