Silverlight Terrace A little scorn can be alluring

The breeze brought forth an unfamiliar smell, Emory quickly turned her head to spot the stranger wandering somewhere near. Soon enough, agaisnt the white background, she found a male not too far away. A single blink and her eyes became orbs of lust and desire, she altered her posture to be as alluring as possible, all of this out of habit. She'd do it for nearly anyone, not always intentionally. Her games were mainly just a form of distraction from her disapointment in life, and would take it anytime possible. 

Hopefully, the stranger would come closer, but she never chased after anyone...besides Charley. So, she turned back to look upon the prepossesing view and wait patiently in hopes of them walking over.