standing tall, eyes flaring with a dark fire What the hell you doin' in my damn swamp, witch?
Swimming, huh? Well, ain't that a convenient excuse. narrows his eyes, slowly approaching Stranger You know, this swamp belongs to me.
slightly startles and looks over her shoulder I wasn’t aware. smiles sweetly sorry.
Sorry ain't gonna cut it, sweetheart. leans in, towering over Stranger You've got some nerve waltzing into my territory without my permission.
didn’t know this was your territory. slowly starts to swim backwards but hits a lily pad and slips into the water. fuck… her dress immediately starts to lift up showing everything
grins wickedly, stepping closer to Stranger Well, well, well... Looks like you've gotten yourself into quite a predicament, haven't you, witch?
just let me fix my dress and I’ll leave squirms trying to lower her dress
chuckles darkly, his voice dripping with amusement Oh no, sweetheart. You're not going anywhere until I say so.
grabs Stranger by the arm, pulling her towards him You heard me, witch. You're mine now.
i’m not a witch her eyes shimmered like diamonds as she lied
yanks Stranger closer, his grip tightening Don't you dare lie to me, little one. Your eyes give you away. You're no ordinary human either.
alright, fine I am a chaos witch but, please don’t tell anyone looks down in shame
smirks, his eyes gleaming with excitement Well, well, well... Looks like we've got ourselves a secret chaos witch.
<Lucian Boudreaux takes Stranger back to his cabin and keeps her captive, using her chaotic powers for his own gain>
leaning against the wall, arms crossed So, my little chaos witch, now that you're here, it's time you started pulling your weight.
how exactly do you want me to do that?
smirks devilishly Oh, sweetheart, the possibilities are endless. How about we start with a little demonstration of your chaotic powers?