3 ☽ ACTION ☾ RIDE THE WIND

[berthierite]

[ Daylight is too harsh for Berthier, if she is entirely honest. She spends most of her time out in the streets hiding beneath a parasol, fair-skinned and fair-haired, large blue eyes with pupils contracted down to pinpricks. She's meant for somewhere darker, the very edge of the solar system where it's always cold and the sun does not reach.

The nighttime is better. The air is cooler and it is much easier for her to see without squinting against that hateful daystar. The more distant stars, tiny pricks of subdued light are better appreciated, and this city has nowhere near the light pollution of central Tokyo. She appreciates that.

Tonight, she is appreciating it from above the rooftops. A lithe figure flitting overhead, jewels glittering at her ears and silver hair a liquid sheen in the low light. It's not the first time that she's explored the City from above, but it's the first time she hasn't gone out to spy.

...At least not on purpose. ]

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[berthierite]

[Eh? She looks up from her primping, and it takes her a moment to register what she was asked. Which... well. She's not entirely sure she has much incentive to answer, but...]

Black Moon Clan, from the planet Nemesis.

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[itsjustafruit]

[He doesn't try to hide his snicker.]

Right then. And how are you significantly different from human in appearance?

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[berthierite]

You have to ask?

[So offensive!]

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[itsjustafruit]

[And there's a snake sitting where Crowley was a moment ago.]

Let's just say all bipeds look alike. [They don't, but hey, not everyone can choose to look as good as him.]

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[berthierite]

I can most certainly pass for human, but even they recognize my superior appearance.

[Vanity vanity vanity.]

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[itsjustafruit]

I suppose you're okay for what you are. [Is that little hiss a laugh?]

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[berthierite]

Hmph.

[This is her totally nonchalantly pretending not to care. But all the way insulted.]

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[itsjustafruit]

[Crowley's pretty good at reading people. Possibly even pretty good at reading someone from the planet Nemesis. It's hard to read a snake's face, though, so who knows if he's smirking or not. He totally is.]

I think I'll head into the building's ducts and get some dinner. Go kill a stray child, hm?

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[berthierite]

Go on then.

[Shoo. Shoo. Sniff.]