[SWE] The Punchiest Pool Party

- You think that you're the man. I think, therefore, I am. -

Thal makes her way into the party with the air of a woman who knows she's about to attract attention, but her skimpy black bikini is for only one man's benefit, uncaring who else may steal a peek at her ample curves. The lack of material isn't even the most interesting part as her obsidian daggers hug her thighs with leather straps that somehow add to the sex appeal like an extra set of horns or fangs that scream danger and pleasure in all the best ways. 

It doesn't take her eyes long to find Pierce, drawn to him like he's the only one here, her eyes barely sparing a glance for anyone else. She shoots him a subtle wink, chugging a glass of something cold from the table before she saunters her way to the pool. Her tail brushes the surface like a teasing finger, leaving a trail as she slips deeper into the water. Diving in like someone born to swim, she resurfaces a little closer, unbothered by Vox being so close or the way her magic flickers out. It's not like she needs it here. 

Her hands smooth her wet hair over her head, careful around the tines of her horns as she takes in the rest of the party. She ignores the fact that her eyes somehow find Vesper first, shoving aside the bitterness threatening to ruin her good mood, instead letting her gaze find more friendly faces. Astaroth and Dantalion are nearby and she treads water to give them a playful smile that invites them to enjoy the water. Then she spots Hadama approaching Pierce, curiosity drawing her closer, gliding through the water so that she's propped on the edge of the pool next to them. Her head tilts as she unashamedly eavesdrops on whatever conversation they may be having.

Thalassa

- I'm not your friend or anything, damn -