Huntertabbysandshark3
The lord of randomness and the warp
“Please don’t call it vampire milk...” Rouge murmured, hating the concept and how Marcus seemed to believe she should know this by now. She laughed when Gal’gore got mad, almost cackling. “Alright, alright, if you say so. You have to learn to keep your stories in line,” she smiled, messing with her hair to it was once again away from her eyes. “Neon glowing hair...now that sounds tempting,” she leaned back, looking at the ceiling before looking down at Gal’gore again. ”I think the number of humans in general is growing, but it’s probably something with their ‘genetics’ as they call them, abnormal hair people mate with normal hair people and the result has the abnormal hair. But yes, I have noticed there’s more of them, it’s hard not to, how do you ignore someone with bright orange or even pink hair?” She once again smiled. Her own hair was a white-blonde, which wasn’t exactly normal, but not entirely abnormal either. She crossed her arms across her chest, settling back down into silence as her hunger started to nip at her stomach again. She looked over Marcus once more, trying to keep herself in line, though it was almost obvious what she was thinking.
Marcus/gal'gore