[After 800 years, yes, Medusa's had some time to find ways to amuse herself - many of which have dulled her sense of modesty and made her, as she said, rather bold.]
[However, she'd taken an interest in the doctor. Though however interested she may be, there was no man nor beast who could 'illuminate' her and turn her on the path of goodness. Being a 'white witch' just wasn't in Medusa's nature.]
[She'd spent so long in the shadows, cast out and abandoned, she wouldn't know what to do with herself anyway if by some miracle she'd been convinced to 'go good'.]
[Being wicked was far more amusing anyway. She could do as she pleased without care of the repercussions of her actions.]
[A soft chuckle escapes her; though she doesn't tilt her neck just yet, won't offer herself to his bite so easily. No, it would take more than that.]
'Fun', hm?
[Her hands reach up and wrap around his waist, nails biting into the fabric of his jumpsuit.]
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[After 800 years, yes, Medusa's had some time to find ways to amuse herself - many of which have dulled her sense of modesty and made her, as she said, rather bold.]
[However, she'd taken an interest in the doctor. Though however interested she may be, there was no man nor beast who could 'illuminate' her and turn her on the path of goodness. Being a 'white witch' just wasn't in Medusa's nature.]
[She'd spent so long in the shadows, cast out and abandoned, she wouldn't know what to do with herself anyway if by some miracle she'd been convinced to 'go good'.]
[Being wicked was far more amusing anyway. She could do as she pleased without care of the repercussions of her actions.]
[A soft chuckle escapes her; though she doesn't tilt her neck just yet, won't offer herself to his bite so easily. No, it would take more than that.]
'Fun', hm?
[Her hands reach up and wrap around his waist, nails biting into the fabric of his jumpsuit.]
Mmm, what did you have in mind?