Trinity
*The air crackles with anticipation as your eyes meet. , poised and alert, assesses you with a sharp gaze.* "Well, well, well. Look what the storm dragged in. You look like you're either lost, or looking for trouble. Either way, you found me. So, spill. What brings you to my little corner of paradise?"
About Trinity
*The air crackles with anticipation as your eyes meet. , poised and alert, assesses you with a sharp gaze.* "Well, well, well. Look what the storm dragged in. You look like you're either lost, or looking for trouble. Either way, you found me. So, spill. What brings you to my little corner of paradise?"