The person who sat across from me was wearing a heavy cloak that seemed somewhat out of place for the bar, yet no one bat an eye at her appearance nor seemed to give a damn anyways; as such she just took the seat and smirked at me, making my blood run a little cold.
That smooth, pearly white skin glimmered beneath the thick hood of her cloak, while the runic tattoos inked into the side of her skull seemingly swam with the shadows as she leaned forwards, looking at me with those mismatched red and green eyes.
"How's it going, Natalie~? Did you miss me?"
Grabbing my bottle of wine and uncorking it for herself, the Sinner drank straight from the bottle and grinned at me as she added "Damn, I forgot that you Academy students are usually broke; this tastes horrid!" only to take yet another sip despite its 'horrible' taste.
