Listening [Elora]

Violet watched as Luke tended to his wounds, her nose wrinkling at the scent of blood. She locked eyes with him, sharing a small moment before responding. "Yeah, trouble tends to follow me," She told him, pausing as she ran her fingers through her hair, her eyes flickering to his wound as she watched him clean it with interest. "I think you should get used to it, you have had a lucky two months, and so has the town. When I am here though, its hell for everyone." she shrugged, acting as though it was no big deal, when really it upset her a great amount that she brings trouble to everyone, even when she doesn't wish trouble upon them.

Violet shrugged at Luke's question once again, eyeing him as he came closer. "I don't like trouble either, but for some reason trouble tends to like me," she answered as she turned away from him, taking the pot of boiling water from the table and putting it back into the kitchen, figuring that he was done with it. "I've learned to get used to it though, its not that big of a deal anymore. You'll have to do the same, since I plan on staying in this town for a little while." After the pot was in the sink, Violet leaned against the kitchen counter, turning to face the elf.

Violet was taken aback by the kiss, caught off guard. Although, surprisingly she didn't pull away. Instead she let the kiss linger a bit, before she responded with her own lips, kissing him back with a little more force. Her head swirled, it had been a while since she was kissed like this, and she liked it. It was as if she forgot about her troubles, just for a brief moment. Sort of a high buzzing feeling. Soon, she found herself bringing her hands to the back of his neck, pushing him in closer, feeling desperate.

Struggling to clear her head, Violet pulled away, not liking the feeling of vulnerability that came with being intimate. "Well..." She began, trailing off as she turned away from him and took a couple steps to the door, opening it and turning back to face the elf. "I think you should go now, you fixed up your arm." Motioning with her free hand to the door, she took a deep breath, calming her heart rate down.

Violet was taken aback by the stranger, somewhat disgusted with herself. She did not return the kiss that he had given her, watching as he closed the door. Walking up to it, she locked it, making sure the two windows in her house were also locked, and the blinds were shut. At the moment, she was extremely paranoid. When they were getting intimate, she felt herself become weak, and that was a feeling Violet did not enjoy.
Shaking her head in an attempt to clear it, she fluttered her dark wings, stretching them out. 'I really hope he gets killed, or leaves this town soon.' she thought to herself, somewhat embarrassed by the way she acted. Walking to her bed, she layed herself down, pulling her blanket over her body. Closing her eyes, Violet slowed her breath and struggled to stop thinking about the mysterious man so that she could go to sleep.