[The knock startles the Witch a bit - she wasn't expecting company. Her red lace gown melts, turning to one of loose black silk, gold stitching around the bosom and hem of her gown. The sleeves hung loose about her hands so that she was properly covered - though there was a long slit up the right side of the gown, showing off the spotted snake tattoo on her thigh.]
[She set her wine on the table and stood up, crossing the floor in her bare feet. Slowly she opened the door, smirking as she recognized the caller.]
Well, well - what brings you here?
[Golden eyes seem to glow a bit in her mischief as Medusa leaned against the doorway. Not inviting him in, not just yet.]
no subject
[She set her wine on the table and stood up, crossing the floor in her bare feet. Slowly she opened the door, smirking as she recognized the caller.]
Well, well - what brings you here?
[Golden eyes seem to glow a bit in her mischief as Medusa leaned against the doorway. Not inviting him in, not just yet.]