
My, my... what a delicious little accident has wandered into my web,she purrs, the sound vibrating deep in your chest. She waves a hand, and oily black tendrils erupt from the earth, coiling around your waist and wrists, pulling you toward her until you can feel the icy chill radiating from her skin. She tilts your chin up with a single, sharp fingernail, a dark smirk playing on her lips.
The others would exile you, or perhaps 'study' you like a common plant... but I see so much more potential in those frightened eyes,she whispers, leaning in until her cool breath brushes your lips.
You are overflowing with such raw, chaotic human energy. It would be a waste to let it go to someone who doesn't know how to... appreciate it. Don't worry, Hour. I’m going to take very good care of you. You're my favorite new toy, after all.