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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2015 9:44:10 GMT -6
The light eyed, part demon waltzed into the roadside diner. She paused for a moment beside the door as she scanned the rest of her place. If this was an episode of her favorite TV show, she’d have to be on the look out for ‘hunters’. As it stood, she actually was pretty safe. She’d been top side for a little over as year, but she wasn’t there to cause big waves. She wasn’t really here to cause small waves either, but like that infernal song said, “girls just wanna have fun”. Why, just last week she’d managed to break a couple up, who, as it turned out when the woman began screaming at the man, had been dating for the past three years. It had been rather easy, almost boring, once she’d gotten close to the man. He desired his girl friend, sure, but he wanted her sister more, probably since they started dating, those three years ago. Lilith had turned into the girl’s sister before making out with the man until his girl friend showed back up. Tonight...well it would still be fun.
Lilith smirked while biting her finger and made her way towards the ladies room, letting all the boys have a good long look at her before disappearing behind the swinging door. Once inside she just listened for who was in there. She already had faces, bodies, scents in her head, now she just need to know what man to apply them to. Ah, there was a woman in one of the stalls, and her husband was sitting at the counter. Lilith didn’t walk out of that bathroom, Beth did. She walked right up to her man and pulled him into a hot kiss to cheers from the rest of the diner. Lilith knew when to drop the illusion when the cheering ground to an awkward silence.
”WALTER! WHAT THE HELL??” Was the first thing Beth screamed from the bathroom door. Lilith pulled back from him, and he could see her for who she truly was. The man gasped and backed away quickly, but the damage was already done. Beth stormed forward, but Lilith was already out the door, hitching a ride from another trucker. She only went as far as the next town over, stepping into the diner at that truck stop as well, once again, simply standing by the door and observing. She’d done this in the previous four towns, as if hoping someone would notice the pattern.
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2015 22:26:08 GMT -6
Sebastian had been on the trail of a succubus. He'd hoped it was his mother at first but realized her methods were far too sloppy. No, she was young, with little experience. Aside from a few guys who looked slightly older, which could be attributed to the stress, there wasn't even much of a body. No she loved the drama. She was likely feeding off just enough to go unnoticed by most. However Sebastian wasn't most. It took someone like him to notice the trail and someone like him to predict where she'd be next. He realized she was hitching a ride with lonely truckers and then either killing them or wiping their minds. Not a terrible idea, as he himself had tried it when he was younger. He'd fed off good female Samaritans, prostitutes and strippers. Of course he never ruined families for the fun, or at least not intentionally. He'd been asking around and new where she'd end up next, or at least had a decent idea.
Of course he hadn't been working alone. The nameless faceless patriarch, or he assumed it was a guy at least, had his eyes on her too. Of course something told him that the higher ups already knew where she was and everything. But they'd sent Sebastian on a solo mission to retrieve her. He felt terrible doing it but also had a need to do what they said, if he enjoyed his freedom. Sebastian arrived at the diner right after sundown. A little truck stop hole in the wall. He walked in and took the first booth right by the door. He ordered coffee and apple pie and waited. He didn't have to wait long apparently as she walked in. He could smell the pheromones coming off her. A similar scent he'd gotten used to from his mother. He knew he was mostly immune to it, aside from those really powerful ones. Well them or the ones he found really hot.
"Hello succubus. Been leaving quite a trail haven't you?"
He said quietly enough for her to hear but no one else to notice. He exhaled some smoke in the air, leaning back in the booth and relaxing. He was wearing a simple ratty black hoody, open revealing a white paint spattered T-shirt on top of some paint spattered black jeans and combat boots. Of course he had about 4 throwing knives on him should he need them. But something told him he wouldn't need them. Sitting beside him was Admiral Fluffy Paws, licking up a coffee cup of Diet Coke.
"Sit down, we have a lot to talk about. And don't bother looking around, we both know I'm the best looking one here anyways."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2015 21:26:39 GMT -6
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Lilith sighed sweetly when she heard the voice speaking to her. What he said left no doubt in her mind who was sitting in that booth. She turned to him with a large smile on her face. Her bleached out a very gorgeous golden blonde. The arch of her eye brows softened and lightened. Her eyes lightened as well, but slightly, the color becoming a more watery blue. The changes kept slowly taking place until the one called Lydia stood before him, for his eyes only. She swept gracefully into the bench across from him. A very subtle whiff of what his memory told Lilith this Lidia person smelled like, floated towards him as she sat.
”Took you long enough to find me handsome,” she said, in Lydia’s voice, of course. She reached out with one foot, running it up and down Sebastian’s leg slowly while those watery blue eyes danced mischievously over his face and a sly smirk curled her lips. After a moment she sighed and slowly began to revert back to her natural form.
”Aww, Sebby. You are no fun,” she pouted, her voice holding on Lydia’s voice until the last. This was not exactly how she had planned this going, but he hadn’t flat out attacked her yet, so there was still hope. ”You know, I’ve been doing this for almost a year now, and you never noticed. Not until I got sloppy. As if I of all people were loosing my touch.” Her chuckle was very near a hum as the waitress came up to take their order, but Lilith waved her off as Seb spoke again.
”Oh you think that do you? Well considering the bar wasn’t set very high, I guess that win was easy for you, wasn’t it?” She smirked again, but it didn’t reach her eyes this time. ”So, what do you have to say to me?”
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 22:30:24 GMT -6
As she shifted into the form of Lydia he raised an eyebrow, smirking. Well, worst case scenario he could use her as a way to be close to Lydia. She'd been spending a lot of time with that Lantern lately. He couldn't fault her though. The Lantern likely would be a better choice for her. However he also didn't feel like giving up either. But he quickly pushed Lydia from his mind. He'd deal with that whole situation later. He turned his attention back to the Succubus before him. She was good, powerful, he was actually impressed. Explained why it was so hard to track her down. Or at least that was his excuse for taking so long to find her. He ignored her foot and watched as the look faded before taking a sip of his coffee.
"Well it seems there's a certain level of unfairness going on here. I mean you know my name and I don't know yours. I suppose I can keep calling you Succubus but that just seems rude. I mean after all we are both the same species, or close enough. Plus being the Prince of Hell one could argue I have some level of domain over you. Of course it is not my way to force it, especially since if I were to force my power on you it wouldn't be in a public setting."
He said calmly. He did honestly feel like he could force his power and domain over her should he desire to. Primarily because it was possible. Plus he enjoyed having power. He often had it, whether he showed it or not. He preferred the subtle route, making them think the others had the power.
"Well this may come as a shock to you but I do actually have more important things to do than tracking down a random Succubus home wrecker. I'm quite the busy man after all."
Looking around she was right, the bar was exceptionally low. Being more attractive than the men here was no difficult. But, at the same time that wasn't the point. Plus it wasn't fair to them. He'd been granted supernatural beauty, making him far more attractive than the average man.
"Well basically I'm just here to see what succubus is going around making a mess."
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2015 23:03:09 GMT -6
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Lilith giggled, quickly covering her mouth as though half embarrassed. It had been nothing he said, for after all, he’d hadn’t actually said much since he’d stopped speaking the first time. She was still reading his desire, and boy was he ever focused on that blonde human. She’d have to change that. She tried to put on a more business appropriate face when he started speaking again, but couldn’t hold it as he began going on and on about how he could compel her to do this and that and other things.
”You don’t need to compel me to do anything my prince. All you need to do is ask,” she said. ”My name is Lilith. Is there anything else about me you’d like to know?” Her exotic eyes stayed fixed on him, as though she couldn't get enough of him. She wasn’t exactly sure what ‘exotic eyes’ meant, but men seemed to really like them, so she at least figured it was a good thing. ”Oh I’m not a homewrecker per say. I just knew that eventually I’d choose a woman crazy enough to, oh say, butcher her husband just for looking at another woman in the wrong way.” She bit her bottom lip as she continued to look at him.
Lilith slowly raised her water glass, taking a sip from it, but her eyes stayed fixed on Sebastian. ”Do you have any idea why I’m here handsome? And I was making a mess to get your attention. Had to ward off a few other heros first though.” Her voice turned quite pouty and hurt towards the end.
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 22:01:27 GMT -6
She was indeed a complicated creature. He realized he was even further wrong when she addressed him, properly. Sure he'd encountered a few being from hell and some had addressed him like she had and others as more of a 'one of their own' type. But no, she seemed to know her place. She was calling him by his proper title. He did enjoy being called that more than he'd let on.
"I didn't say anything about compelling you. While that is fun in its own way, I was thinking in a more dominating manner."
He said with a light smirk. He'd never tried compelling someone of her level but it could prove fun and challenging in its own right. He'd likely come back to that later.
"Your name's Lilith? Of course it is."
Lilith was a pretty standard go to name for female demons, succubi especially. Yes it was showing honor but he also had to believe she may be lying to him. Those who weren't named Lilith had a tendency to also use that as a sort of go-to alias. He couldn't fault them. Hell he also went by Louis Ferr. Not to closest to Lucifer, but not far either. He sipped his coffee as Admiral Fluffy Paws began to bat the salt shaker back and forth. Sebastian reached over and grabbed it, moving it from Admiral Fluffy Paws' reach.
'Do you mind? I was playing with that.'
"Not the time."
He said before turning his attention back to Lilith, if that was actually her name.
"Well, should someone hypothetically slaughter her husband for that then that's on her. Although if you're involved something tells me he did more than just look. After all he is likely on human. And we both know bending humans is far from difficult. Especially the sexually frustrated ones."
He said with a smile. She was certainly beautiful, he wouldn't deny that. But all succubi and incubi were beautiful, it was how they got their prey. But he also needed to remember she was full blooded and he was only half.
"Well if you're here for a reason then I must admit I'm not aware of it. But if you're going to all this trouble to find me, then I'll have to ask. Why?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2015 19:46:40 GMT -6
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She could feel a desire building in him, but it wasn’t quite strong enough for her to be able to tell what it was exactly. It was about her, she could sense that much.
”Of course you didn’t say anything about compelling me,” she said, with an implied wink at the end. Careful she thought to herself. He’s still your Lord and Prince. Don’t try to piss him off. Of course she didn’t let any of her perfect face betray what she was thinking right then. Instead she followed his gaze towards the demonic cat that had started batting around the salt shaker.
Awww, he was just as cute as she’d imagined in his earthly form. She gasped when Sebastian took it away and pouted with the Admiral Fluffy Paws. It was, after all, important that the creature like her since, last time she checked, he had quite a bit of sway with Seb. Those two had been together for a long time.
As Sebastian went on about who was at fault for what when she used her powers, her eyes drifted over to the dessert case. She’d never had the human delicacy called Lemon Meringue Pie, and right now, she had a sudden desire to try a slice.
”Sweety? Can we get some pie? Please?” she looked at him with her best ‘pleading innocent’ look. It didn’t have the cliche pouty lip or anything like that. It was all in the eyes. She didn’t actually wait for him to answer though. She flagged down their waitress and ordered a slice. The yummy yellow desert had just arrived when Sebastian asked her why she had tracked him down and what she wanted with him. Lilith froze, the fork full of pie about to go into her cute little mouth. How could he not know. Had he forgotten his duty? His destiny? There had been those who had speculated that he’d forgotten his destiny. Lilith hadn’t actually believed a word of it until now.
”You, you don’t remember? It’s time to come home my Lord.” All flirtiness had dropped from her voice, and her fork and hand had sunk back to the plate. There was something akin to sadness, and maybe disappointment all over her face and in those silvery blue eyes.
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2015 1:06:42 GMT -6
He smiled lightly as Lilith seemed almost upset that he'd taken the salt shaker away from Admiral Fluffy paws. Yes he knew that appeasing his familiar and mentor was incredibly important. However he also had a degree of sway over him. Admiral Fluffy paws wasn't just his familiar though, he was a mentor and best friend. They had a different relationship when compared to other sorcerers and their Familiars. He nodded his head about the pie and laughed lightly. He personally didn't care about pie, namely since there was no nutritional value in it for him. He simply nodded his head in regards to the pie. She could have whatever she wanted, within reason.
But apparently he'd said something that surprised her. He smiled and leaned back, nodding his head. He'd encountered this a few times before. Namely some demon or another trying to get him back. He knew if he tried he could easily claim a seat at the table of Hell Lords.
"Oh you misunderstand Lilith. I know exactly where I belong. However I also need to find my mother. She's been missing for too long. Plus I've run into a few other issues in the last year or so. Not just heroics."
Admittedly the Prince of Hell being a hero, or quasi hero, was indeed an issue. He could only imagine how Lilith would take that. But he also didn't really care. She was just a minion, or potential minion so her opinion didn't mean anything to him.
"Besides, last I checked I'm also supposed to be taking control of the Church of Blood or some such nonsense."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2015 20:56:22 GMT -6
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At the mention of his missing mother, Lilith couldn’t help but be reminded of her own. She prodded at the pie filling with her fork, having lost all appetite now. Her mother was never a subject she liked to sit on for too long. ”I know,” she said, her voice very subdued from how it had been before. But he said he knew exactly where he belonged, and she couldn’t help but feel her pulse race for a split second. Her whole life, as far back as she could remember, she’d been told that when the Prince came back, he’d pick her to be by his side. Of course she had to be worthy first. Be a good enough demon and succubus to earn the right to be chosen, and part of that was getting him to take his rightful place.
She nodded, still staring at her now spread out pie, as if it had all the answers someplace in it’s bright yellow center. She knew all about his heroic actions he’d been doing. To be quite frank, as long as it didn’t harm people she cared about, he could save the freakin world for all she cared. She only really cared about three people in the world; herself, her mother, and Sebastian. By proxy, she cared about two more; his mother, and or course Admiral Fluffy Paws (but who wouldn’t care about him?). She had just taken a breath to say something when he spoke again.
”Well,” she said, drawing the word out slowly so she could think before speaking more. ”I think you are suppose to be in charge of both. But no one ever said you had to assume the roles at the same time right? Sooo you could be a Lord in Hell and use the power to look for your mom?” Lilith had a secondary goal that very few knew about. If she convinced Sebastian to give up his goody good ways and truly become The Prince of Hell, her own mother would be returned to her.
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 13:00:15 GMT -6
Sebastian calmly sipped his coffee as he watched her pick at her pie. The mother thing seems to have been a hit. Then again finding a demon with mommy issues was surprisingly easy. He'd investigate her own mother issues later on, he'd have the time. Time was all any of them had, especially being mostly immortal. Well more ageless than anything but same thing.
"I have no desire to be in charge of the Church of Blood. Those people did terrible things to me in the name of some weak demon Trigon. Definitely nothing like grandfather. Of course now he also has a stake in the Church. Perhaps I'll investigate that later. Using the Church for my own needs could prove useful. However there is one simple thing I need you to know."
'Oh Sebastian....'
Admiral Fluffy Paws said looking away. He curled up on Sebastian's lap and sighed. Sebastian began to pet him calmly before looking at her.
"I want you to know I'm really sorry Lilith. I think you're great, but this won't be so bad...."
He said before extinguishing his cigarette and lighting another one. He put his arms over Admiral Fluffy Paws and all at once the windows burst in. Men and women dressed in black tactical gear and carrying weapons with silver blessed rounds swung in. They kept their guns trained on Lilith as the doors burst open and more soldier with riot shields came in. The shields had runes carved on them that weakened magical energy and genuinely gave off a disorienting vibe, making it hard to focus.
"Just surrender, it'll be a lot easier if you do so."
He hated turning on one of his own like this. But due to the implant and their possession of his blood his hands were literally and figuratively tied.
'Lilith Jophiel, surrender now. Sebastian Blood X, Admiral Fluffy Paws, get up and leave the booth.'
"I don't know who that guy is but I will rip his tongue out one day."
Sebastian said, finding resisting useless. He stood up, still holding Admiral Fluffy Paws as he leaned against the counter.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2015 15:45:46 GMT -6
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He had liked her idea. She could feel the thrill running through her like...like when a human would get cold. What was it called? A CHILL! Yeah, a chill ran over her. It made her upper arms feel weird and prickly. She looked at her upper arms and found bumps. This must be ‘goose bumps’, she thought. Lilith looked up at him as he began speaking again. She slowly mushed the sweet, but tangy yellow pie filling. She didn’t like how he was sounding, and then Amiral Fluffy Paws joined in. The pie filling in her mouth had suddenly lost all it’s flavor. When she swallowed it, it felt more like a rock than sweetened lemon curd.
”What are you…” She screamed slightly as the windows crashed in, ducking and covering her head. She peeked out from under the table at the people around her. People that did not look friendly. She instinctively began reading into the desires of those around her, but they were vague. She tried shifting, but fear and too many people were working against her. She wasn’t use to being attacked except during training, and then it was highly controlled so she didn’t get hurt.
Now guns were pointed at her. Guns that felt far more dangerous than normal. She’d had a gun or two pointed at her by an angry girlfriend, but these felt different. She couldn’t exactly put her finger on it though. She looked back at Sebastian, fear clearly in her eyes. But also something else, something she’d never felt before, anger and hurt. She’d never been betrayed before, especially not by someone she was suppose to be able to trust enough to to be her leader, her Prince.
”Sebastian.” Her voice was panicked and filled with fear, and sadness. She didn’t want to be taken in, it sounded horrible. She couldn’t use her powers right now. Every time she tried, her head would spin like crazy and she felt sick in her stomach. Lilith found herself basically frozen as men surged forward and pinned her to the floor. Her eyes were still fixed accusingly on Sebastian as her hands were shackled behind her back and she was hauled up. Tears began swimming in them. How could he do this to her. ”Do something. Help me.”
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2015 23:01:15 GMT -6
He hated doing this to her. She trusted him, even set this up to meet him. Even before meeting her he wasn't happy with it. After meeting her he hated the idea even more. She looked up to him, wanted nothing more than to serve him. Yeah she was hot, had they meet a year or two ago this likely would've had an extremely different outcome. But instead here they were, she was hating him and he was betraying her. With a sigh he stood by the counter as they pinned her and cuffed her. He knew firsthand those cuffs sucked. Blessed and silver. Not only that but they were usually put on unnecessarily tight. They also wound a silver band around her arms and torso, likely designed to move with her shifting.
He said nothing, simply looked away before following her out the door, petting Admiral Fluffy Paws. Just like before a large black truck, designed to look like a garbage truck had been backed up to the diner entrance.
'Begging him for help tramp? Adorable. He's useless as long as he's with us. All thanks to his beloved Church. He can't fight back.'
'Sanderson, knock it off.'
'No, these freaks need to learn there place. Just stand there Sebastian, let's show the little ho what happens when you fight back. Sebastian, stand there and don't fight back.'
Sebastian stood there and the guy drove the butt of his rifle into Sebastian's jaw. Sebastian's head tilted back slightly before he looked at him calmly in the eyes.
'Idiot. He's yours Blood.'
Sebastian smiled before kicking him in the crotch and ripping his body armor off before sinking his fangs into the man's neck. The man's fighting and flailing got weaker and weaker as he drank.
'Let that be a lesson to the rest of you. The Dark Commandos are our allies, not our enemies. That and they're exceptionally dangerous.'
Sebastian let him fall before wiping some blood from his jaw as he followed Lilith into the truck. They were both pushed into seats next to each other while Lilith's cuffs were restrained to the wall.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2015 16:08:32 GMT -6
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”Tramp? I’ve been called a lot of things, but tramp‽” Of course she didn’t try to do anything about the insult. She wasn’t completely daft. She stayed still, but now there was a growing anger in her. Anger at what was happening to her. Anger at Sebastian for setting her up. Anger at herself for falling for it. Of course all that anger was being redirected at the only thing she could direct it at, @sebastian. She couldn’t direct it at those who had her captive, they might be able to kill her. It did no good to point it at herself. So there it was, at Sebastian, her Prince.
Freak! She wasn’t a damn freak Then the man hit Sebastian in the face. She couldn’t help it, that instinct to help her Lord. She tried to jump to his defense, whatever that was worth. Of course she couldn’t, she was simply help back like some small child. ”SEBASTIAN!” She stopped squirming when the Blood X moved, and moved swiftly at that. There was a deep satisfaction that raced through her, heating and chilling the blood in her veins at the same time as Sebastian coldly killed the man that had disrespected him so.
This, of course, didn’t mean that she’d forgiven the half vampire, or that her anger towards him had lessened any, but at least the men, manhandling her, did it with a lot more care. After all...for all they knew she could do something just as dreadful, or worse. The succubus looked over at Sebastian, scooting a bit away from him as he sat down.
”You know, you could have just tried asking. You are my liege Lord, I probably would have said yes,” she hissed as him, still trying to sit as far away as possible.
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2015 14:08:58 GMT -6
With the idiot dead and drained of blood Sebastian felt better. He had enjoyed killing him much more than he'd ever actually admit. Well ok, maybe not. He'd be talking about it for awhile. Sure others like Arthur and Celeste wouldn't admit to being happy but that guy had been a dick to them since they formed. He glanced over at her and smiled a bloody smile at her comment.
"It wasn't my plan. I wanted to find a more peaceful method but they have trust issues when it comes to us."
"Yeah, go ahead and explain everything to her Brother Blood"
He said as the truck began to move. The squad leader wasn't all bad. Sebastian had almost began to like the guy. He wasn't all bad actually. Not very good, but he seemed decent enough.
"Basically we're called the Dark Commandos. Think of us like SHIELD's black ops for supernatural threats. They got the first three of us by setting us up and accusing us of some mass murder. So far we haven't had to do much. Take out a coven here, lycan pack there. Nothing too amazing. They seem to be recruiting anyone with any super natural aspects. Sorcerers, demons, demi-gods, anyone."
He said nodding his head. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a cigarette lighting it up. He smiled and offered the pack to Lilith.
"As for who's in charge, your guess is as good as mine. I'm not even sure if they're male or female. JUst a silhouette with a garbled voice. We've been trying to figure it out but they're good at being vague."
He said with a sigh. They had been debating on just who their mysterious leader was for some time. His guess was still Raven, or someone in that family.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2015 21:14:43 GMT -6
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Lilith sat silently as he explained. Well, more accurately, she was silent on the outside. Why couldn’t he have just asked, this whole thing could have been avoided. She wouldn’t be pissed, and probably not all chained up right now. This was not the kind of kink she liked, not being in charge.
He kept rambling on and on though. She tried to listen, but she was still pretty upset with him. She had no idea who or what this “shield’ thing was, and she wasn’t really that big on ‘taking people out’ either. She sneered and looked away from him while trying to keep her balance. He then proceeded to pull out a pack of cigarettes and light one, and then had the nerve to offer her one. Lilith shook her head with a very disgusted look on her face. Those things smelled disgusting.
”Great. So it could just be a really really crazy person who’s douped a bunch of other people to “recruit” supernaturals, demons, and all those other people you mentioned.” Yes, she totally did the finger quotes and everything. ”What if this “leader” just wants to...round us up to kill us all at once?” And her theories just kept getting weirder as her use of air quote increased. ”Sooo, like a giant video screen? Or do you meet this “mysterious” figure in person?”
Lyrics from Turning Tables by Adele. Picture by Aurora. Table by (( Aurora !! of Caution 2.0.
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