[Invitation | PM to enter] And What the Hell Was That?![M]

[Erik Vrell]

"I quite like that machine of yours." Erik said to Demetri, chuckling slightly. "She certainly speaks her mind." The succubus remark was quite amusing to Erik, as it seemed to sum up the woman perfectly. Even down to the fact that there was something... Off, about her. The guards stopped Erik briefly, but let him through when they saw that he was with Demetri and Ezzy.

Along with the other two, Erik quickly passed through the gate into Camelot. The quiet countryside was a drastic change from that of the other verses Erik had visited. For one, there was no imminent danger in this place. No visible danger at least. The psychic wandered over to the Demetri and Ezzy. One look over Demetri's face during his conversation with IRIS was enough for Erik to read him. 

"Did you really not notice her attempts to seduce you?" Erik wondered aloud. "It was hardly subtle. She was practically enveloping you." Demetri seemed slightly lost for words. "Don't worry. Many others would have fallen for it." Erik said, attempting to reassure the thief. Although he couldn't help but add "Myself not included." On the end of the sentence under his breath.

For once, Erik was happy with his youthful appearance. Erik's life in his mountainous sect had left him abstinent, so if Ezzy had attempted the same tricks on him, he would have felt quite uncomfortable. But surely she wouldn't even think about performing such acts on a teenager, or even someone who just resembled one. 

"And as for her..." Erik searched for the right words. "Otherworldly-ness, her very being feels off. She seemed to emanate an unsettling aura." The psychic shuddered slightly. "I don't know what she is but it disturbs me. I'm not even sure if she's really a she." Erik finished, shooting Ezzy a suspicious look.