Angel Aura Quartz
Steven Universe Roleplay
Annalise
What a usual night it had turned out to be for Annalise Vaughn. She had spent the day prowling the streets, looking for men who fit her standards she held but to no avail. To her it had felt as if no one could satisfy her the way she truly desired and after about 200 years she felt it was true. Though there were some men she had her eyes on for quite some time, them mostly being the men in her family, The Mix. Though she never pursued them and why would she? She had much more important things to do than worry about having to work for a man. She did however take pleasure in simply teasing them by flirting with them a bit too forwardly at times. Though those who knew her well know that she was harmless to them. This was true. She was a dangerous woman to most but she wouldn't dream of harming someone in her own faction. She admired them all as it may be like heroes, which they were far from. Even if they hadn't been her salvation at the end of the dark tunnel she was heading down, she still would look up to those above her. Though it was strange to do, seeing as how they were all gang members who broke all laws and murdered mercilessly whenever given the chance. Now she was no different, doing the same and making a name for herself because of it. One simple example would be that she enjoyed luring all men she could get her hands on to their doom. She was a bit of a siren in that aspect and took pride in it. It had gained her what she had in the present day. Because she had become this new criminal, she had a good amount of money, owned a main club that was created by the Mix years before she was even a part of the faction, and held a high standing. Well as high as one could be owning a strip club and being a stripper there. It was mainly created to give The Mix their own place to reign, their own turf as it may be. However most vampires and werewolves seemed to pass by here and there.
Now that she was over searching for someone to dine on for the night, which seemed to have failed miserably, she was on her way to her club where she had a shift of stripping and bartending ahead of her. Only the aura in the air as sh neared the more criminally owned streets. Something was off and that was evident, however things weren't any quieter than normal. Hopefully she would see a familiar face and one she actually would want to see. Just her luck, the unusual hair color of a man she knew too well seemed to be up ahead. Her shift could wait and besides, who was going to care? No one else above her would be working that night so she wasn't worried. She called with a silky soft voice from behind him as she waved with excitement and hurried to him. "Oh Tremki~ It's been so long!" He was always a tad bit creepy and one would even say uncomfortable for most but she never minded. His sometimes childish ways were always a nice change of pace from the dirty men of her club. Though he was one of her faction members that she admired. Whether a merciless bloodthirsty killer or not. She would never allow him to harm her and she could take care of herself for sure. Once she had gotten to him, she quickly took his hand in hers and wrapped herself around his arm, being sure to press herself against him. She gave him zero time to react as she was fast but that was her best physical skill she gained from being a vampire. That, and her bloodlust was strong quite often. Luckily she had learned to control it.. Well at least a little bit.
@Sinister Clown
What a usual night it had turned out to be for Annalise Vaughn. She had spent the day prowling the streets, looking for men who fit her standards she held but to no avail. To her it had felt as if no one could satisfy her the way she truly desired and after about 200 years she felt it was true. Though there were some men she had her eyes on for quite some time, them mostly being the men in her family, The Mix. Though she never pursued them and why would she? She had much more important things to do than worry about having to work for a man. She did however take pleasure in simply teasing them by flirting with them a bit too forwardly at times. Though those who knew her well know that she was harmless to them. This was true. She was a dangerous woman to most but she wouldn't dream of harming someone in her own faction. She admired them all as it may be like heroes, which they were far from. Even if they hadn't been her salvation at the end of the dark tunnel she was heading down, she still would look up to those above her. Though it was strange to do, seeing as how they were all gang members who broke all laws and murdered mercilessly whenever given the chance. Now she was no different, doing the same and making a name for herself because of it. One simple example would be that she enjoyed luring all men she could get her hands on to their doom. She was a bit of a siren in that aspect and took pride in it. It had gained her what she had in the present day. Because she had become this new criminal, she had a good amount of money, owned a main club that was created by the Mix years before she was even a part of the faction, and held a high standing. Well as high as one could be owning a strip club and being a stripper there. It was mainly created to give The Mix their own place to reign, their own turf as it may be. However most vampires and werewolves seemed to pass by here and there.
Now that she was over searching for someone to dine on for the night, which seemed to have failed miserably, she was on her way to her club where she had a shift of stripping and bartending ahead of her. Only the aura in the air as sh neared the more criminally owned streets. Something was off and that was evident, however things weren't any quieter than normal. Hopefully she would see a familiar face and one she actually would want to see. Just her luck, the unusual hair color of a man she knew too well seemed to be up ahead. Her shift could wait and besides, who was going to care? No one else above her would be working that night so she wasn't worried. She called with a silky soft voice from behind him as she waved with excitement and hurried to him. "Oh Tremki~ It's been so long!" He was always a tad bit creepy and one would even say uncomfortable for most but she never minded. His sometimes childish ways were always a nice change of pace from the dirty men of her club. Though he was one of her faction members that she admired. Whether a merciless bloodthirsty killer or not. She would never allow him to harm her and she could take care of herself for sure. Once she had gotten to him, she quickly took his hand in hers and wrapped herself around his arm, being sure to press herself against him. She gave him zero time to react as she was fast but that was her best physical skill she gained from being a vampire. That, and her bloodlust was strong quite often. Luckily she had learned to control it.. Well at least a little bit.
@Sinister Clown
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