A Serpent's Tale

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Yangcong had worn his hot pink bright jacket suit with his business pants and gold watch. As he walked down the hallway from his office, he was told about a new member being hazel just a while back from Derry and he guessed that now was the time to meet her considering that the tournament was about to start in a few days or so. As he arrived to her room, it was rather different than the other rooms he had seen the other members. He cleared his throat and approached the room. After walking inside he started to look around and spotted Hazel from afar and approached her.
He heard some distant singing and started to enjoy the sound of it.

"Its nice to finally meet you, Hazel. My name is Yangcong and I am the treasurer and enforcer of this group. If you need anything just let me know. Your music was rather interesting to say the least. I hope you are ready for a mission assignment that I will get ready for the both of us in due time. Considering that I need to assist what your skills are for the team and see what you can do in a group setting."

He looked at her with a stern look.

Hazel kept plucking the metal strings, even after someone had entered, she was actually listening to him as she continued for a brief time more, then with a final movement of her finger the last note reverberated through the room. Finally giving her small welcome crew her full attention, she sat up from the lounging position to more fully examine the couple before her, her sharp pale blue eyes on them like a predator. Looked like an old man and middle aged cowboy? Woof Dairyman wasn't lying about other odd characters being in the group. As if she could really judge others on their appearances, considering she was only pretty temporarily, until she opened her mouth, literally.

The old man was droning about some assignment, or some such, she looked at him blankly before laughing maniacally, her laugher high and femine, she reduced herself to chuckling as she asked "I thought big Dairyman gave the missions around here? But…." With a smug smile, she seemed to float up from the cushions as she put aside her black bass, but in fact her massive serpentine tail was lifting her up while she continued, "I could show you, if you want a peep show so badly, old man," tan golden glimmer scales emerged from her porcelain flesh, as her white horns emerged like a small crown upon her head. Her slithering tail brought her to the edge of the large cushion, letting her gracefully step into the solid ground revealing how very unimpressive her small statue was at 5ft.

The cowboy finally seemed to speak up, she looked at him with heavy eyelashes over her shimmering pools of bright blue, seeming pleased with his politeness. She was about to agree it WAS his pleasure to meet her but as Hazel got closer she was hit with an immeasurable aroma, like walking into the biggest buffet on Earth, delicious and spicy. Her eyes locked on Yangcong like a target, she froze biting down on her lower lip like she intended to bite it off. Self control would be INCREDIBLY difficult around this one, she was able to resist the urge to jump him but she encroached completely on his personal space. Her hands hovered over his chest as if she intended to rest her hands on him but kept from touching him, as even she was unsure if she could control her own claws at this moment, "You~" she said with an incredibly creepy purr as she smelled the air around him, "Oh you're almost a monster like me, you should donate a little blood to me," her icy eyes open big but her pupils were barely visible tiny slits of predatory excitement, even her hair seemed slightly have a floating aura about it, making it seem like she was underwater. Hazel's massive tail swayed slowly like a cat preparing to pounce, "Dairyman said I'm not allowed to eat members, not that I couldn't sample~" clawed fingers made grabby emotions in the air.

She seemed almost mesmerized by the delectable smell, just a small taste of a monster like would definitely satisfy her, her mouth sub-consciously split up to her ears, visible drool in-between jagged teeth, but she didn't dare lunge. Control, come on, we can do it for survival right? But her body didn't obey to move away.

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