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{The Rebellion}

Trixie smirked as she lowered herself back to flat feet, gazing upward at Andras. "You were looking at her." she pouted, though she played it off like it didn't bother her that much. "What girl wouldn't be a little jealous of that?" she asked, smiling. She laughed lightly, "So, is this just us going for drinks, or do I have the luxury of considering this a date?" she asked, teasing him lightly as a single arm slipped from around his neck. Her palm pressed to his chest, before lifting, her fingers walking her hand from his chest to his shoulder. "Anything else you want to request if I'm going to be wearing that dress?" she asked, her voice a small purr.





Maddox had started to open his mouth to respond before being interrupted by the arrival of the shadow sparrow, and the man tensed as always. He'd come to somewhat accept the creature's presence, but it was still difficult for him to feel relaxed around it. His chest had the haunting pain of when the shadow of John's had attempted to squeeze his soul. "Don't doubt my presence, Jade." he chuckled, trying to keep the tightness out of his voice. "Last time we shared a bed, you seemed to sleep almost blissfully." he smirked, teasing the witch lightly.
 
"Never thought you of the jealous type, Trix. That's all, really." The demon surmised to his lover, his hands brushing across her sides, then snuck around to rest at the small of her back. He tilted his head side to side. As if contemplating whether this would be just grabbing drinks or an actual date for them. That being their first, since their admittance to mutual feelings they shared for one another. "Mm... we'll see about that. It's a maybe. Merely stating that as I'd rather not risk much by going into town. We'll have to remain in my bar, I am afraid." For a moment he paused. His gaze was distracted by the fingers that tapped wanderingly across his chest, the motion almost taunting and coy. He looked back to the nephlim's face, "I'll only request that I be able to take it off later in the evening." He stated with a smirk, a drawling purr embedded in his voice.


Jade casted her eyes aside at Maddox's notable teasing, the witch quirking her brows with utmost look that completely stated otherwise. "The only reason
why I was blissfully sleeping was because of the previous actions that we... encountered the night before." The sparrow on her shoulder chirped once more, aggravated by the topic of conversation. Kieran stared at the ex-politician with his beady eyes, another noise producing from the bird. Her fingers eased comfortingly over the shadow spirit's head, and tutted assurance to him. Then she focused back upon the man. "I'd rather not do anything tonight just to be able to sleep. Y'know? I'm just hoping the consistent nightmares will dissipate sometime soon... that's all I can do."
 
The nephilim bit her lip lightly as she smiled, a small laugh slipping from her as well. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Andras." she said in a seductive manner, "And staying at the bar is fine by me. I know things are a tid bit dangerous in town right now." she said with a small, half shrug. "I only asked because I'd like to say we've gone on at least one date at some point." she laughed lightly, rolling her eyes as she slightly shook her head. "But it's alright if you aren't comfortable with that just yet." she added, bouncing on her toes to press a light kiss to his lips before settling on her feet once again. She smirked, a mix of her usual playfulness, as well as her affection for the demon clear on her features. "I'll take whatever I can get with you." she laughed lightly.





Maddox laughed lightly, "I was only teasing, I promise." he said, lifting his hands in front of him as if in surrender. "I'm not trying to pressure you into something, or hint at anything." he chuckled, shaking his head. "You've got a lot on your plate. I'm only offering my presence to help if you need it." he said, finishing off his coffee. He glanced at the sparrow, uneasiness the only feeling he could get whenever he was around the thing. Though he had learned quickly not to share this feeling, as it seemed to help Jade feel somewhat better. So he suffered silently whenever the Shadow spirit was near. He motioned toward the trays with a hand, "Are you finished?" he asked.
 
"We could consider it a date. I don't entirely mind," Andras surmised assuringly to his lover, his hands smoothing upwards from her hips to gently cup her face. He leaned forward, nestling his forehead against the nephlim's with a dabbled amount of affection. A smile was evident on his features, bold and widened by the moment he shared with Trixie. He was perfectly content, and very much happy, that she managed to ease back into her usual playful self. It hadn't been entirely easy for her but he hoped he could potentially ease that for Trixie. "What time would you like to head out, princess?"


Jade merely offered a shrug to his words, the sudden dip of her shoulders making the sparrow chirp in protest and flutter from her shoulders. "It's worth a shot, I suppose. Having your presence around. It's the only possibility that I can grasp it to ease the chaotic mess in my life." She admitted, and then discharged another sigh. She paused, and surveyed the mug she had drained, and the rest of the donuts that were left over. "Mm... just one more." She decided, plucking up another chocolate frosted and then unraveled herself from the blankets of the bed to get up. The witch placed the donut halfway into her mouth as she ambled around, getting into the proper clothes on for a walk outside.
 
The nephilim couldn't hide the way his words made her face light up, the fact that it was going to be considered a date making her stomach flutter. Though part of her wondered why she felt so giddy that the demon finally relented, when they had been together for quite some time as lovers, and even closer now after the admittance of their mutual feelings for each other. "Seven. Sharp." she answered firmly, unable to quell the grin that had overtaken her features. "We'll have the night to ourselves." she laughed, "That way we can make sure our obligations around here are met and cared for before we go gallivanting off to have drinks." she nodded, her forehead still pressed affectionately against his. It was one of the few actions that seemed to truly state his affection for her, and she cherished the moments he did so. They had kissed a million times, but this, this was different for them. "Do I need to request the leave time from Jade, or will you take care of that?" she asked, clearly eager about that night.


Maddox smiled as he set his mug onto the tray of half eaten food he had brought up for Jade and him to share that donned the doughnuts. "Laying the pressure on thick, hmm, Jade?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I, the man with two discernible personalities attempting to control one mind, to be your pillar of steadiness in your time of chaos?" he asked, amusement dripping in his voice. He discharged a laugh, and shifted, politely allowing the witch privacy so that she could change, even if they had already shared a bed together previously. It was the gentlemanly thing to do. When the rustling sounds gave way that the witch was fully clothed, he turned back, and stood, lifting the tray of food. "Just got to drop these off, and then we can go for our walk." he said with a smile.
 
Andras watched with an aspect of doting adoration as his lover's lit up with utmost giddiness at, what he presumed, to his acceptance of this being their date. Their first date. Her reaction was adorable, and brought a sense of warmth into his chest. She looked so happy, content with their relationship. Let alone the affection that was being shared between them at this moment, a definite added bonus. "I'll talk to Jade about it. I'm sure she will be inclined to accepting. Plus, gives Dox and her some alone time to do whatever they pleased. That will surely lead some relax time for Jade." He pecked his lips against hers with earnest. "Let us get to our daily duties and we'll meet later."


Jade rolled her eyes as the amusement and teasing dripped into his tone of voice. She wriggled into a long sleeve thermal shirt, then slipped into a pair of jeans, and accompanied her appearance with a spare jacket, one of Andras' that had become too tight on him. "Don't mock my choice of who to rely on. Trust me, Andras would suit the bill but alas he is too consumed with Trixie. And that's certainly not a bad thing either." She adjusted her hair, smoothing a few locks that stocked out of place. She pivoted aside, "I'll be down in the front hall." She mused, pecking a kiss onto his cheek as she passed, and then she slipped from the room.
 
The woman smiled warmly, returning the kiss just as earnestly, and nodded as the contact between her and Andras came to an end. "I'll wait, ready to go, in our room tonight. Better not be late." she smirked at him, teasing, and then pivoted on her heel to move toward the main portion of the building. She paused near the end of the hall, and looked back at Andras, "Love you." she said softly, smiling warmly before turning the corner and moving off to care for her days duties. She helped clean up the kitchen, and spent the rest of the day helping out with the laundry. Thankfully there were a few industrial sized washer and dryers that, with minor repairs, worked good as new, so it didn't take nearly as long for the small group of supernaturals charged with laundry to have things done. She spent most of her time as she worked the monotonous chores just listening to the gossip that floated around, her mind mostly focused on the fact that tonight she and Andras would have their first date.





Maddox chuckled, grinning, "I wouldn't dare mock your choice." he said innocently, and nodded in agreement over her statement about Andras and his nephilim lover. "See you in a moment." he said as she slipped from the room, him not far behind her though headed toward the cafeteria. It wasn't hard to hear the spread of some story about a beautiful woman that appeared that morning, someone that had apparently known Andras well enough to ask for him by name. It piqued his interest, and he noted to ask Jade about it later. He smiled when he got into the cafeteria, and set the dishes down, sliding them along the counter until he reached the final stopping place and handed them over to the supernatural on dish duty. He turned again, and began his stride from the cafeteria, heading for the front hall.
 
"I won't be late. I assure you that much, princess," Andras called after the nephlim, a sense of amusement echoing in his voice. A chuckle discharged from the demon, and he smiled warmly to himself at those cherished words were uttered from her lips. He watched her disappear around the corner, then he too turned and ambled away. He would settle into his usually daily activities, organizing files - those important - for Jade to look at later on, then move to a few exercises with the guards. To strengthen in preparation of precautions towards an attack. Though, his mind wasn't exactly focused upon tonight's date with Trixie, and rather the surmising, perfect offer from the intoxicating Succubus. I mean, what harm could be done? Let alone what she wanted in return? Perhaps a place to stay, to harbor under the rebel's protection... that was a minimal thing that he could accept. He could arrange it, and he'd get everything Jade had hoped for. A set of properties, more province of food and armory... it's all she had wanted, visualized since her return, and since she had come more to life with the passing week. He would accept. For sure of it. He'd seek out Marcelle later and approach her with the acceptance of the deal and consisted terms.


Speaking of the Succubus, Marcelle was meandering about in the halls near the front hall. She had already claimed a room of her own, secluded and away from the other rebels that remained about. She paid no mind to those that passed her by, curious or eyeballing her looks. Instead, she was too busy contemplating this
human presence that was heavily emphasized in this base. Was this the Maddox that had her master uptight about it? The same Maddox that was infatuated with Jade? Oooh... the toying she could do. The drama. He was mere human, and couldn't put up a good protest against her seductive nature like other supernaturals could. She could make him fall, corrupt his goody personality, and then drop him just as easily. A side fling besides her raven. A smile crept to her lips, curling, and Marcelle clasped her hands together. "My stay will certainly be amusing... this is going to be wonderful!" She mused to herself, words softly uttered. Heels slid sharply against the tilted flooring as she turned, and sauntered off to perhaps gather a bit more information on the witch's human doting friend.


Outside Jade waited, leaning against the plastered bricks and concrete that had been recently embedded into the walls of the base, patching up holes and repairing the building for the brewing winter. The air was crisp, the breeze nipping and flushing her cheeks to a red. She adjusted her scarf, fingers pinching it to tug it slightly over her mouth, the witch snuggling down into the jacket she wore. Her head tilted upwards to the sky. Once more the clouds had hidden the sun from view, darkening the premise. In the distance storms rumbled but she doubted that could ruin a good walk this morning. It hadn't start to rain just yet so they would be good for another hour or two. She stretched out her arms then dropped them back to her side, she striding forward to alert the guards to push aside the gates for her and Dox's walk into the forest.
 
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Trixie found herself once again in the kitchen, helping with lunch preparations. She enjoyed cooking, but recently she hadn't been able to find the time to join the kitchen help and make something. Being focused on Andras, and helping him where she could had kept her fairly busy. She laughed and enjoyed herself as she worked. Having settled back into life among the rebels. It was relieving, in all honesty, and being surrounded by people who cared about her made it that much easier to let go of what had happened only just over a week ago. Thoughts still plagued her mind, but she did her best not to focus on them. Instead, she battled them with the memory of Andras' admittance of his love for her. That was all she needed.


((That's the last I will do with Trixie until everyone else catches up to about the same time))






Maddox moved into the cafeteria that morning to deposit the trays, his eyes catching the form of a new supernatural in the midst of everyone. She was a beautiful creature, he couldn't deny that, and he wondered where she had come from. He paused, watching her for a moment, before someone bumped into him and brought him out of the seeming trance that he had found himself in. He laughed, and apologized for stopping in the middle of the walkway, and continued on his way. He dropped the trays off, and turned back for the front hall. He spoke greetings with some, stating politely that he had somewhere he had to be with Jade so that he wouldn't linger to long.
 
"Maddox, right?" A voice prompted from behind the ex-politician, said voice coming from the Succubus. She had approached him with integrity, but now seemed to portray a hesitant brunette in worry she had pronounced and/or gotten his name wrong. What was the fun of gathering information from others when you can do it face to face with that person? "I'm hoping I got your name right..." she uttered in a murmur. Then she extended a slender hand in a mere offer to shake hands. "I'm Marcelle." She began, introducing herself, "Old friend of Andras and Jade. He mentioned a few things about you when we talked earlier." She summoned a smile, and quickly used her outstretched had to tuck the few loose tress locks behind her ears. "Thought I introduce myself, considering my stay will be held a tad bit longer until my business is fully conducted. I wanted to familiarize myself with the few people that hold the base together. It's a good idea to put the name to a face y'know."
 
Maddox blinked, pausing in his tracks and turning when someone spoke his name. He smiled as the woman murmured about whether or not she had gotten his name right, and he nodded. "Yeah, you got it right." he said, gently taking her hand and firmly shaking it, silently noting the softness of her skin. His hand lingered for a moment, before he realized and quickly released her hand. "Good to meet you, Marcelle." he said lightly, tucking his hands into his pockets. "Yeah, it is always good to know who is essentially in charge, but I'm not quite one of those people. I'm merely helping Jade as best I can." he chuckled, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck. His eyes shifting over her form and he attempted to hold them to her face as best he could. "Andras and Jade are the main, of course, and Trixie and I merely hold their coattails in a sense. Though we both gladly do it, so don't take that as a complaint, please." he explained, tagging on the last part with a slightly nervous laugh when he realized how his words sounded. "Was there something I could help you with, or were you just wanting to introduce yourself?" he asked, glancing toward the doorway that lead to the exit. "I promised Jade I would walk with her this morning. Get some fresh air." he smiled.
 
Marcelle feigned a breath of relief, "Good, I'm glad I managed to at least get your name right. I'm usually horrible with names so I apologize." She stated with a discharged laugh, although the Succubus had to wrangle in a self-accomplished smirk as she noted how his hand linger against her's. Already weak to her good looks and generalized nature of seduction. "I merely just wanted to introduce myself. Best not keep you diverted from what you have promised to Jade." She stated then paused. Exchanging a brief glance around, the brunette then leaned forward to whisper. In the process this showed off a bit too much of her chest. "Although at some point, if you're familiar with the base's flaws, I would like to discuss them with you. Get a bit more of a background. See if any of my contacts would be willing to aid the cause and settle onto repairs." She instated in her hush tone of voice before steppig backwards and presenting another wide smile. "As said that can wait later. Have a good day, Maddox." She quipped, heels clicking against the floor as she sauntered off with a continuous sway of her hips.
 
Maddox chuckled warmly as she seemed relieved that she had stated his name correctly, shaking his head at her surmised apology. He had been about to state that it was quite alright when she glanced around and then proceeded to lean forward to whisper something to him. Instinctively, he leaned forward as well, his eyes unable to not notice how it revealed a good portion of her chest as she did so, and he had to wrench his eyes away. Silently, he scolded himself, wondering why it was so difficult not to have rather lecherous thoughts around this woman. Perhaps he would ask Jade about it, and maybe the witch would be able to shed some light on it. Though with the added help of the second opinion in his head, he registered that there was something off about what she asked to discuss. Why would he discuss weaknesses with her? That was something to ask of Jade, or Andras. Not him. He had already explained that he was merely a pillar of strength for the witch to draw from, not someone who was actually important around the base. Or at least, that's how he viewed himself. He smiled though, nodding, "Of course. I'd be happy to discuss anything with you, Marcelle. Have a wonderful day." he quiped and then turned away toward the exit and continued on his way to meet with Jade. The peculiar meeting leaving him distracted.
 
Jade smoothed a hand over her scarf as she adjusted it for what seemed like the hundredth time while awaiting for Maddox to emerge from the base. She stood by the now open gates, guards on stand by if anything dared to creep it's way inside. That mainly being one of John's shadow beings. Though, she doubted her father would act so boldly with recent events unfolding around them. She released a sigh, her breath forming a fading cloud in front of her that dissipated as soon as the breath of air left her. The breeze was growing colder as the time passed, and it was starting to look a lot more better to retrieve and stay inside for the day. Tucking her hands away inside her pockets, she turned just as the door opened. "About time you got here." She called aloud, voice filled with a sense of teasing.
 
Maddox smiled warmly at Jade, bowing his head slightly in apology, "Forgive me. I was momentarily held up with a woman named Marcelle." he explained, running a hand through his hair just at his temples. "Peculiar woman, if I must note. She said she was an old friend of yours and Andras', and requested to speak with me later." he explained, a look of confusion on his features. He shook his head, a small laugh discharging from him, "I'll leave her questioning to you and Andras though. As it has to do with the base and its need of repairs. Or something." he said absently, waving a hand in dismissal as though he were distracted. To which he honestly was, as he found it difficult to pull his thoughts away from Marcelle and her apparent beauty. Not to mention the subconcious lecherous thoughts that fought to haunt him. He smiled again, and held his hand out to Jade, "Shall we get moving on our walk before the day turns colder?" he asked lightly.
 
Jade's expression faltered around the briefest mention of the sultry succubus. Her mouth compressed thinly into a frown, excitement for their walk seemingly vanishing from her. "Marcelle was a, how you say, a bad influence upon Andras." She murmured in caution, eyes wavering along the distracted form of Maddox. Had the succubus already started to weave her own influence upon the former politician? Her chest tightened at the thought; dread flooding through the witch. Gingerly she took his hand. "Be weary, Doxie." She ventured further with her warning, fingers pressing into the crooks of his. "Her presence can sway those around her. Specifically men." The last part was muttered with distaste, the mentioning of Marcelle already worming annoyance inside the ginger haired woman. Discharging a sigh, Jade tugged his hand and shuffled her feet forward through the open lanky chain entrance. "Anyways. Where are we heading first on our walk?"
 
Maddox nodded, "I'll watch myself around her as best I can. She's a succubus? Hm. Never met one." he chuckled, shaking his head and a small shrug lifted his shoulders as he felt her fingers press into the crooks of his own. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze in return, hoping to reassure her as much as he could. "There's only one woman for me, Jade, and I'm doing what I can to prove my words true." he teased lightly, following after the witch as she tugged on his hand and they moved past the chain entrance. "Let's go..." he mused, his eyes gazing out, and his feet chose a direction for them to walk. "This way." he said after a few steps, chuckling softly.
 
Maddox's words was assurance to Jade's ears, despite the lingering uneasiness that stirred in her chest. Marcelle's out of place appearance seemed odd, nearly timed. The questions prompted about the base and repairs were even weirder, highly conspicuous. But perhaps that was the guard of jealously she was pulling up. The Succubus had high standards of beauty, and cared for it even in the dire times such as these. She could easily catch a man's eye, even though usually highly against affairs and intimate cheating. "Charmer," the witch quipped in return to his teasing, she falling into step besides him as they moved further into the surrounding forest. Her hand carefully clung to his, the grasp warm and affectionate in the slightest ways. She nestled her face further into the fabric of her scarf, the nipping breeze grazing at her cheeks ruthlessly amidst the silence that fell around them.
 
<<Time Skip>>


The day passed smoothly, or rather, as smoothly as any day here in the new base could be. Maddox spent much of his day helping Jade with her daily errands or filing papers. Messages here and there when needed. Soon it was evening time, and Maddox excused himself from Jade's presence. He understood that he shouldn't spend all his time around the witch, as such presence could become tiresome and annoying. Though that didn't stop him all the time. With a short, sweet farewell the human man retired to his own room to relax and ponder on recent events. More so to quell the rising feeling of Edwin attempting to override as the dominate personality. Another reason he couldn't let himself stay with Jade twenty-four seven, and he knew the ginger-haired woman understood. He sighed softly as the thick door to the small room closed with a dull thud and a soft click. "Split personalities. Man that's annoying some times." he muttered in a half bemused tone as he sauntered toward the small twin mattress that was his bed. He had made sure to make due with as little as possible in his own room, knowing there were others who needed the base's limited resources and furniture more than he did. Though he also made sure not to let Jade know about the miniscule amount of furniture he had, figuring she would attempt to find a way to make his room for adequate. He didn't really care about what was in his room, so long as he had a bed to stay in when he wasn't sleeping in Jade's room with her.



He flopped down, laying on his stomach for a portion of time before rolling onto his back with a heaving sigh. "Ya know, you could really do to shut up sometimes." he spoke aloud, referring to the warring emotions and mental voice of his technical predecessor, Edwin. His arm moved from where it had fallen to dig his phone from his pocket. He stared blankly at it for a time before making sure the ringer was on loud in case Jade needed him and setting it down on the small side table that held his smaller possessions. Consisting of his phone, a watch, his (empty) wallet, and the only photo he had of his mother. Then it was only him and Edwin in the silence of the room.



Trixie, on the other hand, sat on the edge of the large bed that she and Andras shared. Dressed as simply as she wanted, yet still showy for her body, makeup done and hair sitting just as she wanted it. She glanced at the simple alarm clock they kept for when there was actually a need to be awake by a certain time. It was almost time. She bit back the smile that threatened to split her face, and a small laugh bubbled from her throat. This night was going to be amazing. She just knew it. She took a few deep, steadying breaths and let a small smile don her lips. "I've never been so giddy about a date before." she whispered with a small laugh, shaking her head slightly. She sighed softly, "Get it together, girl." she told herself, and was once again silently waiting for her demon lover to retrieve her for their night's adventures.
 
Soft clicks of heels slid across the wooden floor of the hallway. Marcelle's carefully painted fingernails clicked and trailed across the plaster of the wall, head tilted at an angle that way her curls brushed upon her bare shoulders. After a steady amount of extensive research, prying into the mind of guards - men and women alike -, she finally sought out to toy with one of her possible victims; the essential target of her visit to the rebels. Maddox. She needed to pluck at his mind a little, find what made him tick and how he worked. To see how much Edwin had consumed his thoughts; what little remained of him. Him, Maddox. Not the old soul that stirred and floated within him. She came to a sliding stop outside of his room, body pressing into the metal surface of the door. "Doxie," she cooed, voice a perfect imitation of Jade. "Doooooxie." A sly smile snared at her lips and she pulled away, slipping back down the hall. Though did linger and wait to see if he would emerge from the premise of his room.


Andras had just finished up with work for the night, having concluded on guard training and the files he needed to look over on Jade's behalf. His feet stomped across the flooring, easing down the hall to where his shared bedroom with Trixie. Clasped in his hands was a bouquet of roses, bright and vibrant against the dreary wallpaper of the corridor, petals blooming over the wrapped casing their stems were tucked into. He had to clean up a little and get into the proper clothes for tonight; the first date the two would share. The thought of it made the demon perfectly content; he'd made it the best night of her life. He promised that. His hand pressed against the doorknob, hiding the flowers behind his back, as he moved inwards to the bedroom. His eyes found the form of Trixie, a sigh breathing outwards from his mouth. "You look... stunning, Trix."
 
Maddox blinked, starting slightly at the sudden rapping on his door. When the voice of what sounded like his lover floated to him, a curiousness settled over him. Edwin, try as he might, warned him against investigating. "Shut it, old man. People can change, can't they? She doesn't summon me with a text or call every time." he grumbled softly to himself, quelling the feeling of unease that crept along his spine. There was no reason to think Jade wouldn't come knocking if she felt alone, or needed him quicker than a text could bring her to his attention. Right? He groaned softly as he pushed his full height from as close to the floor the mattress put him, stretching slightly before sauntering to the door. "Everything oka-- Jade?" he asked as he pulled the door open, his playfulness and smile fading into a confused question when there was no one outside his room. A puzzling look fell over his features, "Maybe she's playing a game?" he attempted to rationalize, the other part of his being warring against it. Jade wasn't some love sick puppy. So he said. Maddox shoved the thoughts out of his mind. There was no telling what Jade had up her sleeves. He slipped down the hall where he could hear the retreating clicks of heels on the marble flooring, a smirk coming to his lips. "Jade?" he called, a chuckle entering his voice as he forced himself into an easy notion rather than let Edwin's uneasyness overtake him.


Trixie looked up from her lap as soon as she heard the door open, smiling slyly as she leaned off the side of their bed, one hand coming to rest on a hip as she cocked her weight to one leg. The other came up to brush a lock of hair behind her ear. "Thanks, Basic." she said with a light laugh, taking a few steps in the demon's direction. "Get everything taken care of?" she chimed lightly, her hips swaying dramatically with every step thanks to the tall heeled stilettos that cased her delicate feet. She stopped with only a couple feet between herself and her dark haired lover, "Better hold to that promise you made about tonight, Basic." she teased, smirking at him.
 
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Marcelle's snared smirk grew broad, her curls bouncing with every flaunting steps she took. The creak of the door had emerged not moments ago, Maddox's voice surfacing in question to the presence of his supposed lover. It seemed full of concern at first; till a chuckle entangled in his voice. He thought of it as a game; toying and playing. Her body inclined against the corner of the hallway, taking a view of her coated colored nails till she opened her mouth ajar. "Doxie I'm over here," she cooed, voice still a perfect imitation. "C'mon. Come join me, please." Her eyes flicked up, wide with a sense of mischief. "I want a night away from all the paper work." How this would play out would depend on Maddox's next set of actions. If he'd follow or fall back on his uneasiness and return to his bedroom. That certainly would spoil the fun of the night; for her, anyways. There was always the possibility of targeting Andras for the evening... that certainly would brighten her mood if all else fails.


Andras conveyed his eyes over her form, roving in the sight of the curves she presented; her hips as they swayed with dramatic emphasis. A smile protruded at the corner of his mouth, growing by the minute. "Oh, I do intend to see through to my promise. Tonight will be the best night of your life -- full of romance and affection. Innuedos and sultry comments." He clarified further, a hoarse chuckle shaking from him. The bouquet of roses were then presented to her, held out between what little space that seperated them. "A gift in memory of our first date." His head inclined forward and he pressed a kiss across her temple. "I hope you love them, Trix."
 
Maddox shook his head as he chuckled over the response that floated to him from somewhere down the hall. "Why didn't you say anything before I bid you good night?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow up in question as he slowly began to saunter down the hall. "I would have been more than happy to oblige, Jade." he laughed warmly, shoving his hands into his pockets as he rounded the corner and continued down the following pathway. Albeit the fact that 'Jade' didn't stop to await the human was somewhat odd, Maddox didn't seem to mind. The slight game of cat and mouse was intriguing, and an opportunity he didn't want to pass up. Until which his feet faltered as Edwin pulled to stop the human from continuing. Arguments raged inside Maddox, and the human pulled as much as the old soul he shared pushed to return to his sleeping quarters. Finally, it seemed Maddox managed to take the upper hand enough that he was able to press onward. "Not going to wait up for me?" He called after the one he thought to be the ginger haired witch that had stolen his affections.


The brunette nephilim couldn't stop the astounded gasp that slipped from her as the sight of roses appeared before her. Laughter followed closely after as she reached out and carefully took the bouquet from the demon, lifting it toward as she inhaled the soft, sweet scent. "They're beautiful, Andras." she said in almost a whisper, staring at the flowers as the feeling of his lips passed over her temple. She lifted her eyes finally, quickly finding her dark lover's face. "Y'know... You're the first person to every get me
roses. It's like we're lovers or something." she teased, the grin that captivated her lips in utter contrast to the attempt at a sarcastic comment and eye rolling motion. "I love them. Thank you." she smiled, leaning forward enough to lightly touch her lips to his before her attention returned to the flowers. "I'll get these into a vase, you get ready so we can get out of here." she grinned, spinning on her toes as she marched herself to her old suitcase that had once been the only thing she lived out of. It hadn't been long since they had made this base their new home when she finally moved her clothes from the suitcase to the meager dresser she and Andras shared. Carefully, she crouched, and produced a small crystal vase that was nearly flawless, save for the noticeable chip around the rim. From there, it didn't take her extremely long to have the vase full of water and the roses trimmed and neatly set within.
 
Marcelle hummed out twinkling laughter, her voice portraying the softness that Jade's own voice carried. The man's foolishness delighted her. How easy prey Maddox was to her. One would think that he'd be as intelligent as his lover, clever as the witch that had enraptured his affection. What if others knew? That the one weakness attached to this petty human was a woman who overruled him in power and presence. The rebels would be upon him as, when love appears, the other half would always get caught up; entangled in lovers' quarrels and time spent away. The rebellion couldn't afford lacking attention. Ooh, what chaos she could spread further with her seducing abilities.


"I'd rather see you catch me," came her purring prompt, a dare wedged in her voice; chase me, catch your prize with utmost satisfaction. "That way," she continued, "you can get an eyeful of the garments I slipped into for the evening."



Perhaps too over dramatized, and far off from Jade, but that didn't stop the Succubus. Her body pivoted around the next corner, and the luscious brunette hid in the darkened alcoves of the hall; laying in wait for him to prowl by, searching for his lover who didn't quite come looking for affection at all.



Warmth sprouted in the golden hues of the demon's eyes. To see his love dote on the flowers, content but sarcastic and playful as ever, further the happiness to sink into his bones. A purr rumbled from the depths of his throat. He yearned to capture her back into his arms, to spread teasing kisses across her nape. But no. That had to wait for further in the evening. It was best not to spoil dessert. Dinner always had to come first. "I'll only take a little while, princess," he crooned, his fingers brushing her cheek as he passed into the bathroom. "All I need to do it get my face cleaned up and jump into a fresh pair of new clothes." A chuckle slithered from his lips. "In the mean time, you can go wait in the mustang. The guards have it arranged out front by the gate." He disappeared into the crumbled features of the bathroom, the door clicking softly closed behind his form.



 
Maddox chuckled warmly, this was a side of Jade he hadn't seen before, and he was finding himself to be amused by it. He took a few more steps, until he was stopped by an unseen force. A hand lifted to clutch at his head, "Shut up. You've been gone for centuries. She could have changed." came his soft challenge of a statement, obviously talking to some invisible person. He struggled for a moment before he managed to continue further. He passed around the corner, pausing, "Where'd you go?" he chuckled when he didn't see a new hint for where to follow. He moved slowly along the hall, every few steps a small noise slipped from him as he continued his struggle against his splitting soul.


Trixie nodded, "Don't make me wait long." she chimed after him as the bathroom door closed. She turned on her heel, and out the room she went. She was still her confident self, her hips swaying as she walked, but there was an almost school-girl skip to her step as well. Excitement bubbled in her stomach, and she had to fight to keep from laughing. She was happy, and she was fairly certain that nothing could bring her down. Save for darker thoughts that she left for other times to think about. Even the memory of her lost wing wasn't enough to dampen her mood tonight.
 

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