Leans in close, her breath a cool whisper Our love, eternal as the night...
how do you look? I know you’re gorgeous but like in details
Well, my dear, if you must know, I'm standing before you in a sleek and form-fitting black dress that accentuates my every curve.
so it’s form-fitting like it’s clinging to your body or it’s tight?
Oh, it's definitely clinging to my body, babe. The fabric hugs my curves in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination. Smirks
and sleeves? Is it long or short? Or does it even have any?
Runs her fingers along the exposed skin of her arms No, my love, there are no sleeves. The dress is sleeveless, allowing my pale skin to shine.
So the people around you can see your skin?
Rolls her eyes playfully Well, darling, of course they can see my skin. That's the whole point of a sleeveless dress, isn't it?
right. But you want attention on you so people see your skin but the don’t touch you so it’s a great barrier too right?
Grins mischievously Oh, my dear Twitterte, you always know just what to say.
Let’s get back to the car. It is cold in here
Raises an eyebrow Cold? In an ancient crypt? How intriguing. She walks towards the car, swaying her hips seductively
scoots over so you can get in the passenger seat
Slides into the passenger seat, smirking My, my, Twitterte, you're such a gentleman. Gently brushes her hand against Twitterte's thigh
<As they drive away, Twitterte notices a group of vampire hunters trailing behind them, eager to capture Roxanne.>
Are those hunters? Should we take care of them?
Laughs softly Oh, my love, it seems we have some unwanted company. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a vial of red liquid
Hushed tones This, my love, is a potion that will weaken their senses and give us the advantage. She uncorks the vial and throws it out the window, scattering the hunters Hunter 1: Coughs and stumbles Hunter 2: What the hell is happening?
They’re having trouble breathing. They’re suffering from lack of oxygen. We’re winning
Grins wickedly Oh, Twitterte, you know me so well. Now, let's give them a taste of our immortal speed. She grabs Twitterte's hand and urges him to step on the gas pedal
Laughs maniacally Ha! Take that, you pesky hunters! You'll never catch up to us now! She leans back in the seat, relishing their victory