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[Bombielonia]

Xylina





"Fight?" Xylina.. well, she..- "Listen here; I fought numerous giants riding dragons in Skyrim, I camped behind the wall with a sniper in Call of Duty, I defeated monsters on Zelda and I have assassinated many people with five stars rating on Hitman. So yes, I can fucking fight." Xylina spoke proudly, but not stopping just yet. "I have defeated the monsters lurking within Moscow's Metro in 2033, -I- have brought kingdoms to the ground, -I-, and only I have saved the world over, and over.. And I have went into the past before the future to stop evil from happening, I have respawned over a thousand times just to hold a grenade in my hand and explode next to the enemy for an achievement, I have raided Onyxia before it was cool, i've collected each and every legendary weapon, I have saved galaxies.. I.. have been to planets, I got rid of the Death Star. -I-, Xylina have brought kings to kneel infront of me. -I- HAVE RULED KINGDOMS! I defeated gigantic beasts and titans claiming to be gods.. I HAVE CRASHED on an ISLAND AND SURVIVED BY MYSELF! I stopped the war in-between Demons and Angels, I have recruited twenty footmen in order to defeat the horde of undead, I have planted the bomb in Counter Strike and won against the terror, I jumped off of an exploding plane and parachuted down, and I.. released Cthulu.. and I.. " She took a deep breath, hands by her sides as she lifted her chin up, closing her eyes. "I have defeated Chuck Norris."


She was speaking rather proudly, raising her arm making her hand into a fist, smashing the bottle down the ground but not before taking a final sip so she doesn't regret it, (Yes it shattered this time) she.. must've been overly intense. She breathed in and out, panting after that.. 'speech'.


"So listen here, Octopus.. Or.. Incubus.. or whatever." She moved infront, her foot pressing against the glass as it cracked under her shoe, walking towards the man and placing her finger against his chest, her eyes squinting and staring into his eyes whilst doing such. "Don't ask me if I can fight.. Don't even dare fighting me, for just before you suck my soul I will punch through your stomach and grab your guts before pulling them out, I will turn into a flame and burn you, I will jump up high and wrap my legs around your head and sufficat-.. Nevermind."


Rhoswen


Rhoswen blushed like a little schoolgirl when she was admired, she'd kiss this woman in-front of her if she wasn't one to be shy all the time, most of the time. She walked towards the kitchen, but not before pointing to the sofa. "Make yourself at home, literally." She said, walking over to the fridge and taking a bottle of wine, opening the cabinet to take two glasses out, pinching her fingers against the top to hold them together and placing them on the counter, where she then releases them to open the cork, pouring the wine into the glasses and then putting the bottle down, to take the glasses with each hand to the guest of hers, placing one glass before the other down. "Sorry if I should not have asked, by the way. I didn't mean to pry, but I can understand..- I know most Fae types. "


That was true, throughout her time working for the Dark Fae, well, she was forced to work for them.. She encountered a lot of Fae to even be surprised at meeting a new kind of them again, she studied their history, their habits.. How most of them would act or react, but something about this girl she.. didn't quiet get to figure out what.. Ancient, apparently.. hmph, there are a lot of ancient ones in this world, one does wonder.


Desmond


"I prefer having my own lapdogs." He said shortly after lifting his left index finger, the woman's hand would rise up mid air on which he approaches and holds the said hand with his own right hand, leaning closer to peck the backhand as his eyes are locked on the woman, pulling away and standing straight but not before giving her hand a small caress with his thumb. "Desmond." He said, before adding. "At your.. well, most people are at my service, but I am at yours." He also lowered his finger, not controlling her hand no more.


Desmond's mind was filled with thoughts.. one of them regarding on how he has a new doll to play with, nyahah.. He grinned at the thought, gritting his teeth in anticipation as she licked around his lips.

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim


Vadim listened through the speech, half expecting dramatic music to start playing as she grew more and more heated in her passion. It did, at least, seal the deal for him on whether or not he wanted to allow a human in to be his 'robin'; she had wicked taste in games, and thus keeping her round had suddenly became essential. Most fae seemed to show a severe lack on interest in video games, especially the older, less annoying ones, because they were a bit too modern for them. After a month bunking in a youth hostel, however, Vadim had gone from entirely ignorant of the video game universe to heavily addicted.


"Well then," he said, slipping off of the counter and, with a flourish of two fingers,gave her a cordial bow, if just to keep in theme with her ridiculous but brilliant speech. "Slayer of dragons, conquerer of worlds, vanquisher of Chuck Norris, would you do me the honour of being my Robin? Although, after a speech like that, I think you might have earned the role of Batman."


Castor





Make yourself at home, literally? Had the beautiful doctor just invited her to move in with her? Hmm, she presumed this was one of the phrases used in modern day speech which she had somehow misinterpreted, and thus chose not to ask where she was supposed to but her stuff.


Picking up the wine glass, Castor took a sip - gods this was good wine - as she looked the doctor over, contemplating whether or not to tell her. Oh yeah, I'm the one that helped start world war two, and half the other wars on this planet. Only caused a billion or so deaths. Nothing major. I'm still getting laid though, right? Somehow she couldn't see that tale going over too well. Perhaps, she could just hope that Rhoswen hadn't heard of her; after all, both she and her twin had been kind enough to lay low recently, flying under the radar in terms of the fae world. She didn't know how much this doctor knew…


Still, she probably owed Rhoswen the explanation. Feigning casual disinterest, she focused her body language on her wine glass, sipping it nonchalantly as she answered, "Oh, no need to be sorry," Castor said with a smile that she hoped looked calmer than she felt. "I just didn't want to bore you with the details. I'm one of the Elder fae, and my species is known as a Guardian, or Co-Guardian in my case. It sounds a lot more grand than it actually is," she added with a more genuine smile this time, looking over to gauge the doctor's reaction.


Pollux (Oh lordy. Desmond, promise me you and your evilness will be careful when you play with your doll. She's a bit nuts if you push her the wrong way xD *cackles*)


Mmm. Pollux liked this one very much. Few things amused her more than a charming man, especially one who was clearly very much aware of how charming he was. It was an interesting sensation to be controlled by his powers, exhilarating on some level. She had no doubt that he could use it to terrify her instead, but she had far more creative ideas for it at that moment.


Smiling back at him, drawing her shoulders back and pushing her chest forward, she titled her head so that she watched him partially through her lashes. "Mine? My, what have I done to deserve such a pleasure?" She teased with a smirk, prolonging the caress of his thumb by moving her hand with hers before running it back through her hair, musing it. "Of course, you and I both know I could be yours with just the crook of your finger; quite literally." Her tone darkened, still plenty sexual, but she was curious to see his reaction if she called him out. "You're not going to take advantage of me with that fact, are you?"

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina


"Honour, you say?" She walked as if she was Thor, standing sideways and looking to her right, over her shoulder at this pathetic octupus. Rawr.





She takes out her smart phone and bites her lower lip as she googles something, writing as she reads out loud. "Quoooh..-Its.. about.. honor." She then scoffs.. "Honor.." as if it was something which was nonexistent.


“Nothing of real worth can ever be bought. Love, friendship, honour, valour, respect. All these things have to be earned.” - Me. " She eyed up, before saying. "No, that's unrelated.. one moment, here's a quote from the all honourable.. Ludacris.



"
???


"That wasn't even.. related." She thought out loud.


Xylina nodded, brushing a lock of hair back behind her ear, where it belongs.. Filthy lock of hair.. where's your god damn key? That was a horrible joke, however.. Xylina is actually about to burst in happiness and rainbows, though she thought she weirded the poor Fae here enough, "But yes, as long as I get to loot, i'll be your Dovakhin." Shit, that doesn't work. "I will be your.. Robin.. Hood..wearing Robin.. serving.. batman, yes."


Xylina on a more serious note looked left before right for a broom.. And something to wipe the spilled beer away. "Do you even clean? Where do you put your brooms? I need to.. like, clean this glass away.. I was, you know.. I was filled with energy and I might've overreacted." She admitted, wrinkling her nose as she looked down at the shattered glass.


Rhoswen


Rhoswen put one leg over the other as she leaned back to sip her wine, listening to the woman until she hears her spill out who she was.. Rhoswen.. nearly choked on her wine but she played it off by putting it on the table, of course having removed one leg from above the other. "Sorry..- I uh, might've swallowed the cherry." There was no cherry. "So you..- Ehm." Rhoswen struggled to say, 'Oh my god.. I am sounding rude..- Oh no no no..' With that thought, Rhoswen reached her hand to snatch the glass of wine form the woman's hand and leaned in close, too close, very much close.. to kiss the woman; a hesitating kiss at first but it slowly started to form into a lustful, eager kiss as Rhoswen began to invite her self on the woman's lap, arms sneaking around her like ssssnakes, wrapping around her waist after having to push the fluffy couch back, expecting the woman to lean back.


Desmond


Desmond grinned yet again, that.. devilish grin of his.. filled with nothing but..





Desmond merely observed for now, not replying to anything she's said.. well.. He raised both of his hands in the air briefly as if he yielded for a brief moment. "Your beauty is the thing taking advantage of me, for now." Oh how cheesy.. or smooth.. Whatever. "Well..- M'lady." He said, curtseying briefly. "Would you," he poked her chest. "Honor me by.. well, having a drink with me?" He shifted his weight to his other foot. "This slum reeks of.. filth.. Well, it did until you showed up but, yes.. I'd rather converse some where else."


"Sylivia"


"Sylivia" took the small bag and stood up after having downed the cup of wine.. She also noticed a small paper when she peeked within the bag.


She walked outside the tavern, step by step she eventually left the tavern to her car, opening the door before sitting down, putting the bag on the passenger seat she reached for the paper within and then sat back in her own seat, biting her lower lip as she reads the paper.. Widening her eyes at the reward given for this.. She had to.. kill a certain someone, or at least try to.. She had no other defensive powers, she wasn't much of a fighter.. Her only ability was to image the person she last touches. Foot adding pressure to the



, she drove away.

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim (Ah man, nice genuine quoting Kenzi there )


Leaning back against the counter with an entertained half smile on his lips which he was at least trying to hide, Vadim raised his eyebrows as she started quoting off about honour, and regret, and all things odd and philosophical. He became increasingly convinced that this girl might be genuinely a little bit mad, but it seemed to be so in the best way possible, and besides, it meant that he'd certainly never get bored again. He wondered why he didn't find it irritating… Shrugging, he pushed aside the conspiracy theory that she was actually some kind of manipulative fae and accepted that maybe, just maybe, she wasn't going to annoy him. God. How was he going to cope? His reputation would be ruined.


Humming the skyrim theme tune under his breath, trying for all he was worth to remember the dragon tongue lyrics, he was pulled out of his very, very important debate by her question. "Hmm? Oh, right yeah, don't worry, you can loot as much as we like; providing it's not from my place. I might not need most of this junk, but there's an amazing bang out there who would be incredibly pissed if they found out I'd let this place turn to shit. And a broom isssss," he cut off as he pried open the cupboard doors under the sink, yanking out a dustpan and brush and presenting it to Xylina, "here. Now get to work human slave." He contemplated adding in an evil laugh after that, but he was about 150 years too old for those kinds of antic so instead he just gave her a 'that's right bitch' smirk and went to bin his leftovers. "We'll go see the doc tomorrow morning. She's like, ah, the quest giver of the real life video game."


Castor





Hmm. That reaction definitely could have been worse. Cas had certainly not expected to get a kiss out of it. More infinite questions followed by fear and loathing. This, this was much better.


Manoeuvring in her seat to be in a more comfortable position, she kissed the doctor back, a hand reaching up to brush back her hair, which really had a remarkable talent for falling in her face. Complying as the doctor wished, Cas leant back into the plush of the couch, her own hands moving to sit on Rhoswen's hips, slowly sliding up her back. As the kiss deepened, she decided there really was no going back, and if she was going to be so forward for the earlier part of the evening, she might as well continue doing so now. "Would you be adverse to me staying the night?" She asked quietly, breaking the kiss. "Only I haven't found anywhere to stay in this city yet." Yep. That was the only reason why. Definitely…


Pollux (Voltaire! Urgh, that song is perfect xD )


Did he just curtsey? Oh, he really was perfect. This would certainly turn out to be amusing.


Reaching forward, Lux ran the tips of her fingers down from the bridge of his cheekbone to his jaw, inspecting his face all the while. It helped that he was gorgeous, and that from his person all kinds of lustful, greedy things seemed to flow. It was difficult to hold back from feeding now, but she knew that he'd be so, so much better when he carried out whatever it was that he was thinking. "Kind sir, I would be delighted to accompany you for a drink," she said, stepping forward. She linked their arms by the elbow in a courtly fashion, and then began the walk out of the slums. "Please, lead the way. I shall follow you wherever."

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina


Xylina frowned at what he said, and the look he gave.. she almost didn't want to do it.. She actually didn't want to do it, though what she did earlier embarrassed her from the inside.. She hated being embarrassed, despite the fact nearly everything she does is putting her in an embarrassing position.


She snatched the dustpan and brush, not forgetting to pull the rug from by the sink, putting it over her shoulder as she kneels down by the shattered glass and small lake of beer.. She begins cleaning, brushing the glass in the dustpan, collecting every single piece of shattered glass..


Heh, surprisingly good at what she does, for someone with her personality. Taking the time to think about certain matters, sighing.. and whilst cleaning, she sings in a low tone.. "Twinkle.. twinkle.. little star.." Oddly calm for now. "Can I crash here? I'll take the bed.. Or the sofa." When she questioned him about sleeping in his fancy house, she had briefly looked at him, 'twitching' head to send her hair away from her sight without touching it.


Standing up; Xylina put the items where they belong before walking to her new master.. Do not ask who her previous master was, probably a master in another term.. the ones you'd search for when you feel like watching videos for educational purposes. "Does she give quest rewards?"


Expecting the man to agree; Xylina, after a couple of hours violating the man's house by inviting her self to turn on the man's fancy HDTV to enjoy watching a couple of movies before finding herself asleep on the sofa.


Rhoswen


Rhoswen didn't bother answering with words; she merely broke the kiss to begin kissing Castor's neck, eventually her hands began moving to her chest, and then.. it travelled from there.. and somehow after a while the small living room they were in had a fallen over lamp.. a broken chair by the dining table.. but they were in the bed, Rhoswen was asleep after having used all of her energy today, totally because of working at the lab earlier. You know how 'working where you sleep' can sometimes be tiring.

OOC

wink wink

OOC

Rhoswen would've slept until Eight in the morning.

Desmond


'Where ever? Was this woman that submissive to me?' "I am going to the bathroom." He said with a sly smirk, walking back for about five minutes before reaching his sports car, opening the door for the woman and then closing it after she does enter. Igniting the car, he puts it on reverse before putting it on forward, driving to his penthouse by the beach, conversing as he drove.


When he does arrive, he takes the elevator up to his apartment and put his finger against the lockpad, with a beep it unlocks thanks to his fingerprint, he opens the door for the lady first, of course. "Ladies first, little lassy." He winked and when she enters, he'd close the door and 'Beep beep!' it locks.


His apartment was.. clean, a refreshing smell was lurking.. It was a typical apartment, the living room led to a balcony, where a jacuzzi is!

But her certainly had forgotten about the chair with small drips of blood beneath it, dry.. it was from early morning when he had that man over.. the one who sadly suicided after an unfortunate event.


"Sylivia"


Sylivia after a coupe of phone calls went to visit an illegal weapons dealer, but not before passing by Starbucks for a croissant and an espresso.


A half an hour's drive before she had reached the alley where they'd meet, a quiet valley.. There was a black van parked, flickering the lights it was a sign that this was it, the man whom has the.. unique weaponry. Sylivia took the bag of cash with her right hand and left the car to the back of the van. The man also did the same, no time for little talk Sylivia spoke: "Show me what you've got."


With that said, the man opened the van's back doors and revealed.. a wide variety of weapons.. but she wans't for big guns.. she was given a small vial as the man reached for it, Sylivia gave him the bag of money and went back to her apartment.


The vial had a liquid, a poisonous liquid.. It would make someone go rather crazy with a single drip of it in their drinks.. She couldn't find something better, so she had to do it the old fashioned way: Poison. She was after a woman, a woman she was paying a visit tomorrow.. One of the phone calls tipped her off to where her target was, it was one of the twins..

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim (I am both intrigued and terrified by this old 'master' she speaks of ….)


Taking the bed, having given the sofa up to the human so he couldn't waste away watching late night tv and infomercials as was the norm until 5am, Vadim tried to sleep. Honest to god he did, but ye ol' insomnia was still running good and strong, so he ended up reading until it seemed a reasonable hour to awaken the human. With her still unconscious on the couch, he dug out a cook book from god knows where, cracked a few eggs, and made some vaguely edible looking pancakes. This going by his standards, which meant they probably wouldn't kill someone. Hey, it was the thought that counted, right?


Setting a couple down on a plate before her with the ancient honey jar and a packet of sugar, Vadim lightly shook her shoulder to wake her up. "Hey, human. Food. Eat. Sorry if you die. Oh, and good morning," Vadim said, rubbing at his eyes which felt dry from the lack of sleep. He went to go and perch in his usual armchair with his own plate of pancakes - which were obscured by a small lake of melted honey - and set about eating them, watching Xylina as he ate.


Castor





Well fuck. Cas hadn't had that good a fuck in decades.


Having proven that modern furnishing was no more sturdy than furniture from 'back in the day' she woke up slowly, surrounded by the scent of the doctor and the warmth of the room. The bed was unfairly comfortable, and, with a body next to her - which was definitely alive this time, judging by its warmth - she really didn't want to have to get up. The hunger called though.


Snaking an arm under the doctors to wrap around her waist, Cas planted a kiss on her neck and mumbled a, "Good morning," into it before she slipped out from under the cover, retrieving her items of clothing. She ran a hand back through her hair since she had a rather bad case of post-sex messy hair, and then began pulling on her underwear, glancing back at the doctor with a faint smile. That had gone remarkably well, she thought, all things considered.


Now at least semi-decent, she crawled back onto the bed and knelt across the doctor, one knee planted either side of her hips. Looking down, her smile widened, and in faint remembrance she brushed some of the doctor's hair away from her face.


Pollux





His typical gentleman habits were becoming more and more entertaining as their frequency increased, and Pollux was charmed to finally find someone with a taste for the older ways in this modern time. She spent the night, a plot twist everyone surely saw coming, and was for the evening totally submissive to whatever it was he wanted. That way, it would be more fun when she pulled against him, tested some boundaries. There was still so much left for them to do…


By the morning, his pristine apartment was trashed, as was her skill. The sofa was lying on its back, the cushions mysteriously having vanished; the table was broken, and it had somewhat concerning scratch marks in it; the jacuzzi wasn't fit for anyone else to visit it until it had received a good clean out and a refill; as for the bedroom, the bedroom was more broken than can really be described. A job well done, Lux thought to herself as she went to fetch herself a drink of beer from the fridge the next morning, butt-naked and seemingly unconcerned about the unveiled windows.


The night had been everything she'd hoped for. Feeding from him had generated only more emotions in him, amplifying his lust tenfold and thus creating more and more from which she could feed, feeling it mirrored in herself. Humans ran dry so quickly, rapidly becoming drab, miserable creatures. This one, this one had far more stamina, and Lux looked forward to bleeding it dry.

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina






Just as you turn.. you.. could've sworn you saw something sprint into the darkness of an alley.. Foolishly, you decide to.. follow.. Step by step.. until you are just in front of the


. There was nothing there. There was no alley.. it actually is only a small alley with a brick wall, intact.. the.. figure which sprinted.. disappeared.
But no no no, don't be surprised at that.. Just as you turn .. you notice a little girl sitting on the ground, playing with.. a doll.. a live doll.. a live barbie-like doll but.. it.. its legs they.. they are made out of human.. fingers.. hands... fingers.. oh fuck.. The girl stared at you and spoke.. "Heeeey...- Huummann.." The voice deepened.. "juuust don't diieee.." and deepened until.. Xylina began realizing something.. the voice of the girl deepend and it was clear that it is this man's voice.. "Fuck.." She spoke, stretching her legs and arms wide before putting her feet on the ground.


"What the fuck.. Mmh..- Foood.." She stood up, she had her own shirt taken off before sleeping, she only wore a simple tank-top on, scratching her right arm as she approached the table, lazily sitting down on the chair as she took the fork up, but.. she slowly dozed off, her eyes closed as her head lowered.. before she gasped; making a childish sound "N'Owwwhhh." she raised her feet so they're on the chair, being a small and a petite girl she wrapped her arms around her knees and pouted. "I have a bad dream." She said, her voice sleepy and.. well, cute in her current state.


Rhoswen


Rhoswen took a deep breath as a morning smile formed on her lips, opening her eyes as they start to adjust. She stretches her legs and arms, her hair covered her face on which this lovely woman dressing besides her began putting on her underwear fixed it for he and moved it away. She reached and patted around the nightstand besides her, trying to retrieve her glasses with no avail. "Mh..- Oh god how will I find my glasses? I barely.. remember the little trip we made last night." She said before replying "Good morning."


Her smile widened.


Rhoswen then stood up, not before giving this woman a kiss though. She shuffled her feet to the kitchen. Wearing only her lab coat now with nothing beneath it she eventually reached the kitchen and took a frying pan out from one of the kitchen cabinets.


She started making some scrambled eggs, well plain without anything to add it to it. She reached for the rest of the ingredients needed to make the eggs..- Cooking with her mind.. well, curious.. Was this another woman whom planned on leaving or was she an actual lover, and not a one time thing? Poor Rhoswen seems to have a habit of falling in love with Fae women whom surprise Rhoswen that it was a one time thing.. She hoped it isn't, but she somehow thought it was, as hurt as she is now.. Well, with that thought in her mind she kept it to her self. 'Owh..- Why did I do what I did yesterday?' She questioned herself about it.. Why did she kiss the woman whom told her that she's a type.. well, a type that usually doesn't bring much happiness, hell.. Rhoswen even didn't forget that the woman could've gotten her murdered whilst being at it last night, but.. she was too far into it to even stop.. But it's a new day and she's alive, nothing to complain about.


Desmond


Desmond was already awake when the girl ventured to the kitchen, he had just gotten out of the bathroom when he slowly approached the woman from behind, wrapping his arms around her and pulled her into a hug, well, sort of a one sided hug.


"You.. took nearly my entire energy.. " Desmond claimed, frowning at the fact that he felt weak. This woman.. sucked most of his lust AND energy.. What the heck happened last night? He released her and went to the kitchen to open the fridge, which was rather full for someone living by himself.. Heh, he did enjoy those moments where he went to Wallmart and listened to the cheesy music they played as he shopped. He.. had a thought about this woman. He picked her up from the street, a woman he barely knew.. well, this was typical from Desmond..- Buht.. this.. woman, she was after something.. he was sure of it.


He picked up the milk and opened the lid, taking a long, long sip before throwing it in the trash can as he walked towards the bathroom, it was emptied.. No no, it only had quarter left anyway when he took it from the fridge.


He went to think further about it under a lovely hot shower, where else would a gentleman think best?


"Sylivia"


Nothing was better than waking up to a lover handing you a morning's cup of coffee.. She didn't live alone.. She had a woman living with her, her lover. That explains how she had this.. one constant appearance every time, the one people called Sylivia. "Good morning." She told her lover, whom replied with a kiss. "A long day?" The woman asked "Sylivia" whom nodded. "An even longer one today.. I have to take care of someone."


This was her second weakness; the first being that she doesn't have any powers that she'd use against others.. Yet again, only copying others.. That was her only ability.


"Mmh.. Again?"


"Sylivia" took a sip of her coffee as she stood up, following her lover into the hotel's main room and sat down.


"Penelope?" "Sylivia".. didn't say, she was called out for. "Yes dear?" She answered her lover whom brought the rest of the breakfast down to her, well.. she didn't cook it, she had ordered it from the hotel.. Expensive.. you know those hotels? Right, right.. probably just my personal experience when it comes to that.


"You remember to come home early for the dinner you promised, mh?"


Penelope smiled and answered.. "I -will- be home earlier than you even expect, Eli."


A couple of minutes later, Penelope.. Well, mostly known as Sylivia to most left the hotel room.


She was.. supposed to kill someone today, someone she was told by.. another someone that they were in a penthouse. Yes, Desmond's penthouse. Just in case, Penelope took a small pistol from the car's cabinet, one similar to the one she lost in the party yesterday.. She put it in her black purse as she drove, eventually arriving at the place. Putting on her sunglasses she left the car.


Entering the building, the first thing she did was walk to the lobby counter and slip a couple dollars to the man behind it as he tipper off to the woman in the photograph Penelope had raised towards him.. Unknown to her that this wasn't the woman's apartment.. And it was not Castor.


She took the elevator and rung the apartment.


Ding-dong! Who's there? Penelope!

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim





Vadim wasn't sure if he felt like a lover or a parent as she complained about her bad dream, all cute childishness with her sleepiness. Cutting into the so called 'pancakes' and the sea of honey, he spooned the food into his mouth before asking - after he'd swallowed, of course, he wasn't uncouth enough to speak with his mouth full - "Want to talk about it?" He himself couldn't remember the last dream he'd had, the insomnia having gone on for about the past five years. Any sleep he had achieved had been comatose and dreamless. He wasn't sure how much help he could be to a human with nightmares, but he could give it a go.


Finishing his pancakes, he went to wash up, before pulling out the address of Dr. Rhoswen from the bin. It wasn't that he'd been trying to ignore her recently or anything… he just hadn't felt up to bounty hunting and helping out with the ol' problems of other fae. Now that he had a ravishig human assistant, however, he supposed he probably ought to live up to the things he had told her about his work.


Castor





Grinning into the kiss she received, Cassy rolled over and lay on the bed for a few minutes, just watching the doctor wander around, perfectly content. The odd, glowing atmosphere was not something she was used to; it felt too content, too loving to be native to her. Still, she could also detect a certain tension in the air, something coming from the doctor that she could not quite work out herself.


Shrugging, because whatever it was she hoped she could solve it, she slid off from the bed, slipped on her shirt without buttoning it, and when round to admire the doctor's cooking. "I don't eat by the way," she informed the doctor, to avoid future awkwardness. Then she grinned. "Not human food anyway." Leaning against the counter beside the stove, she looked the doctor over, very much grateful for the fact that she had decided against wearing clothes under her lab coat. It was definitely a sight for sore, morning eyes.


"Is it alright with you if I stay for breakfast anyway?" She asked, suddenly very much against the idea of leaving. If she left, who else might come past and see the doctor like this? Who else might spend the night with her? Cas did not think the doctor easy, but that did little to repress the sudden surge of possessive jealousy she felt over the doctor. There was the usual desperation to keep her locked up here forever, just them two, but she did her best to ignore it. It came with the territory, and was more often than not irrational. "I'm fine with watching you eat." Fine being putting it lightly.


Pollux





Oh, if only you knew what I planned for you. Trust me, you still have so much left to give, Pollux thought as she returned Desmond's comment with a demure smile, a bat of her lashes, and a girlish giggle, the perfect picture of innocence. She snuck in a quick kiss before he went off to shower, humming to herself in his absence. She wandered around a bit, still stark naked, inspecting his belongings and what he kept lying around the apartment. Then, the doorbell rang.


Smiling, she went to answer it, opening the door proudly to reveal her naked form. A truly beautiful woman stood before her, and Pollux answered what she witnessed with a widening of her grin. "Hello, Desmond's sex crib. How can I help you?"

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina





"Ne-ooooh." Xylina shook her head left and right before she begins devouring her plate, "Thaws is dawleicious." she said, mouthful. With a gulp, she sends the food down her throat.. She had only ate half, it was tasty, but not perfect. "I can cook better." She lied there, obviously. However she went to take her shirt and put it on before walking towards her new 'master'. "Let's go." She said, "You said we were visiting somebody yesterday?"


Xylina was excited about going to 'adventure' with her new partner. Hurray.


Rhoswen


Rhoswen.. might've shared that feeling with this woman. She loved someone, someone whom caught her eye.. She wanted that someone for herself.. She's selfish when it comes to loving someone, she'd.. want them for herself, even the slightest actions from her new companion could trigger her jealousy into its highest springs.. It is something she tried to battle with no avail..


Rhoswen raised an eyebrow. "Do no- Ooh.. yeh, right." She smiled, understanding the statement regarding the food. "You are more than welcome to!" Rhoswen then said, even though she hesitated, shy of asking at first but eventually she built up the courage.. "How about you.. Live here? I mean.. You uh..- " She stopped from babbling and brought her plate of scrambled eggs to the table, a pot of liquid cheese and some toast. She began spreading the cheese on the toast using a spoon and then bit the toast onto the egg, nomming it. Doing this until quarter of her meal is left.


Her eyes never left that lovely sight of the woman in-front of her, especially with her current attire.. it was.. rather alluring, distracting.. 'Shit that's.. cute'. Rhoswen thought but smiled to the woman.


She had a lot to let off her chest, but.. she was too much of a wuss.


Desmond & Penelope


Desmond had given her a light spank when she stole that kiss.


Penelope had taken her pistol out from her purse and pointed it towards the door; whom ever will ope-.. "Holy shit." She expected this to be hard, but.. a naked woman? This distraction made her job ten times harder, but Penelope shook her head and tried her best to keep her gaze set on the woman's eyes, not her breasts or bare skin.


She kept her arm extended, finger around the trigger as she replied. "Help me by going inside." She spoke sternly, guping. 'Focus.. focus.. focus.' 'Wait.. who is Desmond? No no no.. No one, just a matter of speech.. A reference I don't get, surely. What is wrong with me? FOCUS! '


"Miss 'Cassy'.. Unless you can offer me Eight hundred thousand dollars, please go inside so I can shoot you and walk away.." 'I am so going to image her body and crawl back to Eli..'


Meanwhile inside.. Desmond was singing along to a

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim





Dear lord. Someone who actually ate his cooking.


Shaking himself out of staring at Xylina with a mix of awe and terror, Vadim saved the good doctor's address into his phone, set it up on google maps, and then looked back at Xylina. Well thank fuck if she could cook, because he certainly couldn't. "You're on dinner duty tonight then," he informed her, ever so slightly sceptical. He liked this girl, sure, but he'd still noticed she had a great skill for lying, or at the very least extrapolating the truth. "And we're visiting Doctor Rhoswen. She's a human, like you, who knows about us octopuses and all the other evil demons out there."


Running his hands through his hair because he couldn't be arsed to brush it, Vadim went to do his teeth and all that other morning jazz, before returning and grabbing his coat off of the hook by the door. "You coming, Robin?" He asked, looking back to try and spot her.


Castor





Watching the doctor eat, Cas could feel a slow build of an emotion she knew well in the doctor; it was comforting to find someone who was as possessive as she was, albeit probably destructive in the long run. She on her own was bad, she couldn't imagine what two possessive people in a relationship would be like.


Then the doctor asked her to move in, and she nearly choked on her none existent. She masked it well though as a cough, and took a moment to respond. "Would you really be okay with that? I mean, I don't have anywhere else to go so I'd appreciate it. I don't want to impose though." That was, quite naturally, a lie. She very much desired to impose, and move in with the doctor as soon as was possible, but she also understood that in polite society that wasn't normal, and tended to freak people out. So she masked any instant desire to jump on the offer, and instead smiled, passing herself off as hesitant but grateful as best as she could.


Pollux





She knew it was going to be a good day when it started with a gun pulled on her.


Smiling to herself, Lux stood quiet happily where she was, feeling the assassin's response to her naked body. Always nice to be appreciated. Her good mood was ruined, however, when her sister's name came into the equation. "Cassy?" She repeated, stepping away from the doorway, but not inside, instead pushing the woman back into the corridor and following her. "Cassy? You dare mistake me for-" cutting herself off, Lux was aware that Des was just in the next room, and would be capable of overhearing any of this. Now wasn't the time to have a mental breakdown, not if she still wanted to be able to play with the mesmer.


Smiling sweetly, albeit there was a hard, aggressive edge to the expression, Lux reached forward and lowered the gun by the barrel. "I'm afraid you've got the wrong twin, sweetheart. I'm Luxy, not my sister. So sorry to ruin your fun..." she looked the woman over, and her good mood returned with a sly smirk. "Although you're still welcome to come in, if you'd like."

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina





"I do not know what to expect of her. She sounds sassy and self-centered so friggin' far."


Xylina answered as she put her plate in the sink and back to him but to her surprise he was walking to his bedroom to his morning blues."Woo, jeez. Okay, mister I am too good for humans like you, just walk away." She shrugged her shoulders. "I am totally not hurt. It's not like I am easil-.." She looked at him. "Ready! tots, man. Like, born into's.. N'all."


She interrupted herself, hopefully he didn't hear. "So, how do Fae work? Like, you are just bunch of people hiding under the radar. Why? Scared of us Humans, eh? Or just this one human in particular?" She pointed at herself before flexing her non-existent muscles. "And please.. Mr. Handsome stop doing that. That.. hair stroke.. I know you're fucking jazz and all, but JEEZ!..- I'm Dragonslayer Xylina, not Robin. Well, I know i am -your- Robn, but I prefer to be called Dragonslayer, or Kingslayer.. you know, like Geeh Uuuh, tee. (GoT)


Rhoswen


Suddenly she felt like.. not eating anymore. "Well," She stood up, taking her plate with ehr to the sink, washing it as she spoke. "I live in an apartment all alone." She lifted her right foot to scratch her left leg as she washed the dish, the coat loose from the front.


She was worried about this, she had her first doubt answered, which was wether that this was an actual relationship or was it another sleepover with another fae. That's off the list now. Rhoswen is.. well. Rhoswen is Rhoswen. (-PaintedSky) Nevermind, Rhoswen oddly not worried, or hesitant about letting a woman live with her after one night of having sex.


"But I hope you don't find it boring watching me heal people downstairs all day long. " She said, looking over her shoulder at her new.. lover, hopefully everlasting.


Desmond & Penelope





"Twi-.. Then it won't matter who i kill." She said as she raised the gun back at her. "Or well.. You could just tell me where she is." Despite Penelope's foul gaze to the naked woman, she only loved one; the human living with her.


Noticing the sudden change in the tone, and the falling water in the background.. she frowned and walked forward, pressing the gun barrel against the woman's upper chest as she pushed her back. "You push me, I push you. Now go and put something to cover yourself. I am sure Desmond in there wou-.."


Desmond: "SIIINGG YOUR OWNNN..-"


"Yeh. He certainly won't notice if you're missing." Penelope tried to sound as apathetic as she could possibly be. "And please stop with the flirty attitude, I have no time for games. Nor small talk."

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim





Vadim hadn't intended to offend her by disappearing to murder morning breath, but she seemed to recover from the scorn quickly enough so he instead focused on her questions. "Fae numbers are far smaller than the human population; existing under the radar makes things easier for us. And, since a lot of us feed off of humans, their knowing of our existence would probably piss them off a bit. And by a bit, I mean they'd probably take to systematically murdering us. In case you haven't noticed, your species has a tendency to just resort to mindless violence when faced with anything different and slash or mildly threatening."


Having had personal experience with 'pissed off' humans, Vadim had perhaps spoken a little too passionately there, and he coughed to try and regain whatever cool composure he was supposed to have. "And hush you, my hair stroke is essential. It's a fae thing." Lies, but hey, if he was getting to educated her on the fae world, he might as well throw in a few untruths to keep her on her toes. "And I thought Jamie hated the name Kingslayer? He was all drowning in the hot springs and crying 'My name is Jamie'. And before you ask, yes, of course I watch game of thrones; there are a few too many naked people in it for me to not."


They arrived outside the doctor's lab, and because Vadim had a few more manners than Cas, he waited outside and instead rang the intercom, knocking twice on the door.


Castor





"Bored? On the contrary, I find the medical profession to be one of the most exciting." Even if there was a lot less screaming involved nowadays. "I'd be honoured to watch you work." A smile playing on her lips, Cas decided to have some fun before the doctor was called for work, knowing things would be a lot less naked once they actually had duties to fulfil. Stepping round to the sink, Cassy moved up behind Rhoswen and slunk her arms around her waist, kissing at her neck, brushing her hair aside with one hand.


Then, just as things started getting interesting, the buzzer for the intercom went. Sighing, Cas withdrew her arms, wandering off to go retrieve the rest of her clothes, buttoning up her shirt. "Let me guess; duty calls?" She said, pulling on her stockings.


Pollux





Well what fun was time without games? Smiling tightly, Pollux turned her back on the armed woman and returned into the apartment. "Darling, you have a visitor," she said in her most regal voice to Desmond, ignoring his impressively loud singing. She felt hungry, and not for food; she blamed the woman with the gun. What was the point in appreciation when it led to nothing?


Picking up her scattered clothes, she wiggled into her dress, not bothering with underwear - which had, in all honesty, been rather destroyed by the night's activities - and then turned back to the woman with the gun as she pulled on a pair of heels. "How am I supposed to know where my twin is? I haven't seen her in years. But what I can tell you is that you won't get anywhere with her with that pretty little gun of yours. The same is true for me. Whoever has paid you to kill her, they're clearly underpaying. Eight hundred dollars for one of us is quite frankly offensive. I've worn shoes more expensive than that blood money."


Thinking back to what the woman said, about how it wouldn't matter which twin she killed, Lux paused, thinking. "You're a face stealer," she realised aloud. So the gorgeous appearance was all a gimmick. Fascinated, she wondered what this woman's true appearance was. "I'm afraid there's already one too many of me, so if you'd be so kind, would you please leave?"

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina & Rhoswen


Xylina pouted. "Dude, you're the last one to speak." She bit her lower lip and did a little dance, for some reason before hearing his comment about hair, looking at him. "Fae-bulous hair." She was eyeing his hair when she answered him, walking towards the exit along. "Dude, there's porn. It's better and.. well, there's all types of porn. Even ones that I am ashamed of telling. Yes, me. Ashamed."


Arriving at the door, she might've pressed the bell a couple more thousand times. "HELLOOO..- PIZZA DELIVERY."


Rhoswen felt a certain excitement when she had the woman hug her from behind, oh-.. "Fuck me." She commented and dropping her hands in disappointment, she looked at Castor before saying. "I am sorry, i'll get rid of whoever it as as soon as I can, promise." She didn't want to make Castor feel alone, she herself went to take off the labcoat to put something on. Underwear, trousers and a simple woolen shirt before putting the labcoat on, fixing her hair in a small bun before pushing her glasses up her nose.


She would've watched the woman put on her clothes but she felt the urge to also see who is outside. Going down the elevator she walked to the door and opened to only see..


Xylina was.. moving her right hand in a round motion, as if she was turning the handle of a fishing rod while her left hand's middle finger went up in motion along with the 'turning wheel.' She.. was meaning it for the Fae behind her. "Fuck. I'm so sorry I didn't mean to like I mean I didn't this was I mean I uh..- You're hot." ??? "I MEANT TO DO THIS-.." Xylina covered her face with her hands in forfeit, she was too embarrassed to even act so she.. decided to hide behind her Fae companion. "Protect me, for I am going to melt from embarrassment."


Rhoswen.. was.. offended and certainly got the wrong first impression. "Right. How can I help you?" She said, taking a step back with the door open, as if she was inviting them in, or at least the man only. One might notice the love marks on her neck, which she tried to cover with the collar, but it is obvious if someone decides to.. look at her neck for some reason, the collar only hid it from the behind or the sides.


Desmond & Penelope





Penelope.. didn't know how to act, but she certainly wouldn't give u-.. "Who the fuck is des-.."


Desmond.. walked out of the bathroom while the



He simply walked as he was drying his head with his towel, reaching the two women he simply commented.. "Listen, whoever you are.. As pretty as you are..- Mmh, I have good taste.. But, you are over your head as what we did, not that I remember you.. it was a one time thing, my lovely dear."
With that said, he didn't give her a chance to speak as he threw the towel on her gun, which caused the soaked towel to add weight on her hands and drop the pistol down, she was.. pushed against the wall by Desmond's abilities. A loud yelp escaped her lips as she was hit, causing her to.. desform into her actual form.


Penelope.. was not that beautiful in her actual form.. She was.. She fixed her big glasses and whimpered like a coward, gulping on her cry. She was ashamed.. She wasn't beautiful as who she was formed.


Desmond.. was surprised, but he's seen a lot of fae things so he merely let this off by saying. "Okay, I take me saying I had good choice back. Who /are/ you?" He then looked at the woman he picked off last night, "Not you, her. I know who you are.. I think. What was your name?" His tone was playful, perhaps sarcastic.. but yeh.

 

[Paintedsky]

Vadim





Whilst it was true that his hair was fae-bulous, Vadim took to complements like water to oil. He wasn't really sure why, they just made him uncomfortable, and especially grouchy, thus he chose to ignore Xy's, since he liked her, and would prefer not to be grouchy around her. "Porn gets so dull, and the people are all faking it. Same's true for Thrones I suppose, but at least they do a decent job of it. Plus, dragons." And that, he was pretty sure, settled that argument.


Before he could elaborate further with his genius, the doctor appeared at the door, and perhaps Vadim should have predicted that Xylina would open with causing trouble. Looking back at the human cowering behind him, Vadim gave her a 'this is entirely your own fault you muppet' sort of look before glancing back at the doctor, smiling as pleasantly as he was able. "Hi, yeah. We've met before. I'm Vadim? Incubus, did a few jobs for your old master a while back?" Giving up on the introductions, Vadim instead pulled Xylina out from behind him and gestured to both her and himself. "We're here looking for a bounty job to do?" He asked in his most hopeful voice, before he got distracted, his eyes going to the doctor's neck. Were those... hickeys?


Castor


"Don't let me detract from your work," Castor said, whilst her inner mental commentary continued to contradict her. Screw your work, you're supposed to be paying attention to me. Hell, she really needed to hurry up and feed soon or her impulses were going to start getting out of control, and it would really be a shame if that happened around or to the doctor. Finishing dressing, she checked her appearance over before following after the doctor, curious to see who it was at the door. Curious, and a little bit protective.


When the newcomers revealed themselves to be an Incubus and a human - a natural born proprietor of promiscuity and an attractive member of the doctor's race - they proved rather unhelpful in her attempts to curb her possessive jealousy. Both were far too good looking - was no one ugly in this city? - and the human had dared to swear at Rhoswen. She bit back on her automatic response of a harsh insult and a staking of her claim, but turned away from the door all the same, maintaining as best as she could a façade of disinterest.


Pollux





Smirking, Lux walked over to Desmond, snaking an arm around his shoulders and kissing his neck rather openly whilst grinning. "You're hilarious," she told him in a low voice, because she knew he wanted praise; boys like this always did. Never mind the fact that she was old to the point where most humour was lost on her entirely, she still knew how to respond. Lowering her arm to wrap it around his waist, she then eyed the assassin who he had so kindly captured for her.


Looking over Sylvia and her new appearance, Lux smiled in the cruellest of manners, clearly laughing at the face stealer's true form. "It's alright sweetie," she assured the assassin, "some of us are just born ugly." Leaving Des's side, Pollux approached the assassin in a slow slink that purposefully prolonged the moment. "So," she said, looking the assassin over, right up close to her as she was kept secure against the wall, studying her new features. "Who was it that sent you to kill me? Or, I suppose in this case, my darling twin sister?"

 

[Bombielonia]

Xylina

Xylina looked up at him and pouted, raising her arms up high in forfeit to his little look. When she was dragged from behind she waved nervously, nodding when they were introduced.


"What he said. I am a bounty hunter and I am here for one bounty, your booot-aaayyy!"


Xylina winked after her profound words. With this position, she decided to use Mr. Incubus as a lamp and lean back against him, folding her arms under her bust. Small bust. But her short attention span caused her to look in the distance at the hot woman, owf.


She felt excited, well. She was curious more than excited, impatient about adventuring but she held that in, for now. Her gaze returned to the doctor, also hot.


Xy for once decided to be quiet to let the two have their grown ups have their conversation. She loved it when people underestimated her, she used that to her advantage. She wanted people to think she's childish, stubborn.. Did I mention childish?


"On a total offnote, what is it like being an Incubus? I mean. How is it getting to touch yourself? How does that feel?" Not.. get to touch yourself. Like, uh. If you masturbate, does that fill your desire to feed off sexual energies? Man. That's a diet I can get behind."

Rhoswen

"Even if you did, I wouldn't mind."


Rhoswen doesn't mind Castor around. Hell, she wanted her around. She felt like she wanted to have her around at all times, even though it would seem clingy. If only Rhoswen knew how Castor felt towards her. Being territorial and attached is something she 'suffered' from, too, this doctor.. Even for someone who gets a lot of attention with her line of work, she was one to quickly get attached to certain things and she saw it as a curse rather than something one would be proud off, especially when she quickly gets fond of people.


She kept standing by the door, she would've said 'Are you coming in or are you going to stand by the door all day?' But.. she is too Rhoswen to say that. Rhose looked at Vadium, just now she realized who he was.. After looking at his hair. Just as she was about to speak, she listened to her cheesy pick up line probably Star Wars; she actually grinned. Even though she found her immature.


"I am sorry dear; but my booty is claimed by someone else right now."


Xylina: "Awh. Can it perchance be that smokin' hot woman in the background all sassy lookin'?" Xylina pointed at the woman in the back.


With that said, she looked back at the Incubus and sealed her lips in thought as she pressed her tongue on her right inner cheek, squinting her eyes before widening her eyes in realization. Despite how obvious it was that she forgot, and by the way she did frown the moment he mentioned master.


"Oh, how could I forget you? Well. Come in, I'll brief you on what's recent. Goblins, burning corpses.. Nymphs', Mercenary wolfpacks.. Yarp, lot'sa things."


Xylina: "What dat?"


She turned and kept the door open and walked inside, passing by her lover, Castor, Rhoswen patted her side and stood tip-toed briefly to land a kiss on her cheek, somewhat her side of the lips as well. Reaching her desk, she sat behind it and opened a drawer to pick up three parchments and put them adjacent to each other.


"Well, let's see.. Oh, and er. Your reward is taken from the newest Ash now, new rules. He doesn't like humans working with Fae.. He didn't trust us. Long story story short; trust issues."


Xylina: "What an ash-hole."

Desmond

Desmond closed his eyes ever so briefly as he felt the woman's lips attack his neck, which he leaned his head to give her more space to make love to. He then put his hand around her shoulder and subtly caress her hair with his index and middle finger. "Mh. Am I? It is good to hear." He certainly enjoyed the attention he got, it's what he craved. He wanted people to his own, and only for him while he could do anything he wanted. Selfish.


He then turned his attention to Penelope whilst Pollux here conversed with her. He turned to leave as she left his side, yawning as he headed to his 'chamber'. The pressure against Penelope disappearing, a free woman once again.

Penelope "Sylivia"

The seconds the women took to approach her felt like.. A little longer than seconds? However. The words hurt her. She was unveiled; she isn't as confident.. She was fragile now, weak.. Horrified, especially by the two.


She inhaled sharply, especially that alluring scent of the woman in front of her, but this isn't the time. She hugged the wall herself when she, well, not hugged hugged.. She pressed herself back against the wall and gulped loudly before speaking. She stuttered badly.


"I..- I can't tell."


Lame, but that is what she muttered out and closed her eyes soon after, turning her face, as if she was expecting to be hit. Probably something to do with her history, but that does not matter for now, I think. Does it? Shit I don't know. Anyway. The woman's words were.. harsh. They were like sparks starting a fire within her. Actually no, that was a lame example. Does that count an example? Anyway. One would get the point! (I hope.)