Peter Petrelli's Story

It was nice to see the look in the … pirate? Yes, most defiantly pirate. Or vampire hunter? Either way, the idea of the males appearance didn’t stay on the prince’s mind too long. It was nice to see that look of lust dancing in the eyes of the male. Wither it was from him or not, he could care less.

When the song came to an end, the company on the cat-walk smiled and patted each other on a job well done. Ronix hugged the girls and they exchanged European-style kisses of farewell and the male simply received a hug before he jumped off the stage. Each girl was helped by a waiting male, be them White Court he knew not. Slowly, Ronix slid to sit on his rear, legs dangling over the edge of the cat-walk.

Grinning, he looked beside him to the male whom he had winked to; much to the disappointment of a few eager onlookers.

“Mind helping me down?” He asked, his voice as androgynous as the rest of him, as he held out a delicate hand with each claw-like fingernail painted a coordinating scarlet and sapphire.


(Accidental Peter tag ; o ; Sorry)