Ankyra Sound holla holla

*picks up ball* <___> lusca is bouncin'

Her ears yawed with dread (making her quite the spitting image of Yoda in some type of way) when Caiaphas stated her serf's intended purpose -- as a present. Only this grungy crone could take such a handsome gesture and spin it so unattractively!   

A deep-set look of umbrage swallowed the Omega's face as Vlad joined her gaze with his sinister own. She contemplated vindicating her dignity with a blur of teeth, but The Fist of Common Sense suddenly rocked up and put the finishing hand to her urges before anymore momentous errors could be made. 

She crept backwards. "I'm not your present or your future but maybe your past okay!" Lusca sputtered in a single breath, then spun and blast off towards a distant skerry, whereupon she would stow herself away amongst the gulfweed and snails for days and days, maybe even weeks -- fantasizing about force-feeding Vlad tuna until he got mercury poisoning and died.