{The Rebellion}

[QueenofDorks]

A recruit had immeditely located the demon, Andras having been not far from the vast dining hall. Brewing with pent up anger, the lack of understanding from the witch -- though, these little arguments happened. A lot. A constant back and forth amongst the two supernaturals, debating what was wrong or right. What should be done and what shouldn't. For anyone who overheard the little spat it wouldn't have come to a surprise of them. As he was lightly told that a man had entered the manor, one that was seen with Trixie, Andras snapped to attention. His curiosity had piqued and he was quite interested to learn who it was. Thanks uttered from his mouth and he strode coolly into the dining hall, scanning the crowds with a quick sweeping motion of his eyes. Annnd his curiosity had deflated. It was only Maddox.


After gathering a tray that was filled with the appointed lunch for this afternoon, he strolled over and dropped the tray down -- a loud reverberating sound. "What a surprise to see you here, politician boy." He quipped flatly, flopping down into the seat besides the nephlim. A sneering smile interlaced his mouth and he gazed skeptically at the other male. "Perhaps you can talk Jade out the nonsense she's accumulated within her head. Because hell, she won't listen to me. She's taken a liken to you so maybe... maybe you'd the best option to talk her down from facing off with her father -- oh, and may I add, lacking a proper battle plan on how to do so." His voice was thick with anger and a bit of sarcasm, ember eyes drifting to peer at the nephlim for a brief amount of time.

 

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Maddox and Trixie both sort of just stared at Andras as the try practically slammed against the table, and the nephilim couldn't help but smile. "Someone's irritated." she teased softly, rolling her eyes as he sat down beside her. She listened as he spoke to Maddox, curious about what exactly they were meaning. Facing off against Jade's father? Why did they need to do that? Wouldn't he just help them against the government? Who was this man anyway? All these thoughts a more filled her to the brim with curiosity, but from the way Andras seemed so irritated, she figured it wouldn't be best to pry. She liked pushing her limits, but she wasn't nosy and wouldn't pry where someone wouldn't want her to. She glanced at him with a smirk as she felt his eyes drift to her, but otherwise, she continued to eat her lunch.


Maddox was surprised, that much being clear, but eventually collected himself and shrugged. "I don't know what you want me to do about it. I've not standing to tell Jade what she should and shouldn't do. I'm the one playing both sides, and one of those being that I'm working for them, but yet I'm supposed to pretend that I'm not." he sighed, shaking his head. "But I guess I can try to at least talk her into coming up with a plan before anything gets set into motion. I need to figure out how to pull off a pretend raid that looks real on this place, without actually bringing my own father to your doorstep. Plus figure out how to make it look like I've captured Jade without John seeing that it's a trap. In which, watches me non-stop, so I'm hoping my random encounter with Miss Trixie here helps him think I came here by capture or something. Rather than willingly because I already knew this place existed." he sighed, putting a hand to his temple. "So many lies interweaving in on each other. And some how I've got to keep them all straight." he sighed.

 

[QueenofDorks]

"Yes, princess," Andras addressed the nephlim snidely, casting the briefest of glances and oh, so noting the smirk that had surfaced to her face. "I'm very irritated." He smoothed his fingers out across the wooden surface of the table, and now peered at Maddox. The politician bringing him far from the mishevousness that brewed within him now. Trixie had that affect on him. But, the feeling edged away. In its place came the indignation of seriousness. "I understand your current tight position but you are aware of what she plans to do, right? Once she's captured and facing her father once more. She intends to kill him." He emphasized heavily on the whole killing comment, clinching the chicken sandwich between his fingers and raising it to his mouth. "A fucking necromancing witch that has been alive in the early centuries, way before even I entered this world. That, may or may not, possess other unworldly powers that even I have yet to learn about. She included." He chewed on a piece he had bitten off, a good chunk of the toasted bread and the still warm chicken that had been cooked for this meal and perhaps used for whatever was scrounged around tonight for dinner. Another shipment of food was needed, as was water. Mentally he made a note for such a task, along with the dire need of drawing the renovating plans for the motel. The demon swallowed and pointedly began to speak once more. "Rather than capturing and withholding him here she will risk not only her life but your own. An innocent man that ends up in the crossfires. We need you. Your our own only access to a high maintenance politician that wants to end us all. What she wants to do cannot happen." He leveled his eyes to Maddox, a frown etched to his mouth. "It has to benefit the rebellion. Not her. Not her desire of revenge."

 

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For whatever reason, one that Maddox couldn't explain, his stomach dropped as Andras explained more about John, and the possible powers he held. Plus, the added information of what Jade had planned to do on her end of this ruse. The part that seemed to surprise him the most wasn't that it might cost his life, but rather it might cost Jade's. Something inside him said he couldn't let that happen. Then again, who was he to determine that? He frowned, and met Andras' eyes, nodding his head. "I see you care for Jade, and for the rebellion. I'll see what I can do, but don't hold all your hopes on me." he said, sighing, "She's obviously stubborn." he chuckled. He thought for a moment, "I don't know what we're going to do, but I guess since I'm here and have nothing to do. I can always go talk battle plans. I mean, the eyes that are following me think I came here with Trixie, so unless he can see into the base here, I'm safe to stay for a few hours." he said with a shrug, and stood, his plate empty. He glanced around, and when he spotted where the empty trays went, he walked over, depositing his tray and then leaving the dining hall. He pulled out his cell phone, and located a quiet place to text Jade to start.


Maddox


Hey. Got a free day from my father. Ran into a girl named Trixie, and I just finished lunch. Want to talk battle strategy on how we're going to handle your supposed capture?


He hit the send button and leaned against the wall, waiting for her answer.


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Trixie was quiet all the way until Maddox was gone, and laughed, shaking her head. "So, I got the low down on what happened between him and her last night. Though he doesn't know that I know he was talking about Jade." she said with her usual smirk, sliding the last quarter of her food away from her, feeling full. "But, I don't think I want to tell you if you're irritated." she sighed, sounding sarcastic to merely toy with the demon. It was to fun to pass up banter, and she was honestly curious if the playful action would help him chill. It was never good to let irritation simmer. "And I hope your ready to pay up. Soon as I figure out exactly what I want." she smirked, leaning against the table.

 

[QueenofDorks]

The slightest twinkle of the phone alerted Jade of a text message, the woman casting aside the book that had been preoccupied in her hands previously. The witch was currently perched at a table, farthest from those that roamed about in the room that acted as a library for the rebels. It was a medium sized room, a bit tight because of the looming shelves that were littered with various books of genres. Still, it was quiet and probably the only other secluded area she could work at besides her office. Her fingers slid open the phone and located the message from Maddox, she going slightly tense at the fact he was within this manor right now. Mostly because she had wanted to avoid a conversation face to face with him after what happened last night. She scowled. Had Andras discussed over her intentions to the man? A man that neither of them knew -- well, considering last night's conversation, she knew some things about him. More than his family seemingly. Still, she couldn't help but feel sour over the demon's lack of secrecy nowadays.


Jade


If that's what you wish to speak about then fine. Meet me in the library, it's not far from the dining hall -- head straight through a few hallways and then take a right.


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Andras had watched as Maddox briskly exited the dining hall -- a part of the demon hoped the young politician would be able to convince her to back down from the "I'm going to kill my father" plan. But, now wasn't the time to think about that. He casted his eyes to Trixie now, listening to her toying words. A smirk grew at his mouth and he lifted a hand to curl a finger around the braided part of her hair. "Oh don't worry about that, princess. I'll be ready to hold my part of the deal. I assure you." He cooed sweetly to in promise as he peered at her from the corner of his eyes, sly and mischievous. The irritation having dissipated somewhat. "Now... give me the lowdown on what happened between them both. I'm thoroughly interested."

 

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Maddox read the reply nearly as soon as his phone started to buzz, and looked up from where he stood. He started walking, peeking down halls or into rooms that had open doors. It took him a minute, but he soon found the right place, a room teeming with books of all kinds. He glanced around, and moved into the room, his eyes grazing over every person that he caught sight of until he spotted Jade, and strode over. He smiled gently, sitting across from her. "Good afternoon." he said lightly, glancing at the books before the witch. He didn't let his eyes linger, not wanting to feel as though he were prying in case they were rebellion reports or something crucial that he need not know. "If you're wondering about why I asked to make a plan, yes, Andras did tell me a bit of information on what you had planned. Albeit he said there was no strategy to make it between point A and point B." he said, cutting to the point. He recalled the previous night, but assumed it would be best to leave that where it lay, rather than continue with something that might press him farther to the witch's technical bad side. "We both need a battle plan if we're to do this without any mishaps between us." he said, shrugging slightly.


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Trixie let out a short laugh as she felt him toy with her braid, and something in his words made her skin crawl in an oh, so good way. She suppressed the shiver that threatened to run down the length of her spine, and glanced around the dining hall, before letting her eyes linger sideways at the demon beside her. "He says they spent the night talking. Almost like a game of twenty questions. She'd ask him something about himself, he'd answer and then ask her a question about herself. Just a back and forth." she shrugged, "She apparently showed him a tat of initials on her wrist, assuming they were a past lover of a sort. No details were really given there, and he didn't feel it was something he should ask about." she explained, smiling. "She got a little tipsy on the champagne he had brought, and suggested next time that he bring a harder alcohol." she laughed, and sighed. "Then, he seemed to have upset her by a thoughtless comment as they were getting ready to lay down for sleep. It wasn't anything bad, by most standards. He had wished her a goodnight and pleasant dreams." she explained, and turned her head slightly to look at Andras a little better. "It was the nickname he had used without thought to address her. He hadn't even realized he had said it until she had pointed it out. He called her Addie." she said, "I don't know what it means to her, and if it bothers her, don't bother explaining it to me. I may be mischievous, but I don't pry into people's personal lives." she added, shifting in her seat slightly to keep her leg from falling asleep with how she was sitting.

 

[QueenofDorks]

The witch leveled her gaze to Maddox as he slipped into the seat that sat across from her. Wordlessly she marked the page she had been reading and swept aside the books, stacking up the files beside the various pile of literature. "And I'm assuming he also indicated what I plan to do when John Ashford and I are face to face. Yes?" She prompted flatly, brows raised. A frown knitted itself to her mouth, regardless of his gentle courtesy. And it wasn't exactly she was annoyed by the man but rather the fact that he had been dragged into it because Andras couldn't quell anymore secrets. Or understand properly that this would be the right thing to do rather than the wrong thing. "That it's reckless and idiotic... but I can't let him free. He can tear the rebellion apart with just the slightest information and I won't let everything that I've worked for go to waste." She was explaining herself. Why am I explaining myself? She furrowed an eyebrow with the slightest of confusion and casted a gaze upon him now -- observing slightly of his attire he was wearing today. "How long till the execution?" She asked after a moment, crossing her arms and settling them over her chest. "And where exactly will you be taking me after the ruse a raid had taken place?"


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Andras quelled to an unusual silence as he listened to every detail that came from the nephlim's mouth. His lips pursed and brows quirked with the slightest amount of curiosity. Initials. Edwin's and Talia's birth and death dates. A bit of a shocker, honestly, that both were shown to a man she hadn't even fathomed any information from. Let alone the only information from scouts and spies. Then again it was said that she was tipsy. That would indicate for some kind of secrets to wriggle out, even though not entirely clearly for politician boy to understand. "Addie?" The demon echoed, voice thick with unwavering surprise. His mouth pressed into a thin frown and he sighed. "That certaintly would bother her..." There was a pause. The thoughts in his head turning, stirring with an idea... one that dared to bring out a smile. "Though... I think it's time to play protective demon again," he hummed, baring a grin on his features for her to see. Obviously having something up his sleeve. "Thank you princess." He uttered sweetly to her, his fingers coiling around the braid and running over the softness of her intertwined hai. "Now... any idea on your reward or is your mischievous mind still brewing with thoughts? Hm?" He curiously asked with an amount of playfulness to him, peering at her with a sneering grin and eyes wide with it's own teasing look.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox watched as Jade closed books and stacked the files so that they could speak without to much distraction. He nodded when she asked if her plans when she came face to face with her father had been said as well, and watched the expression on her face change and alter with her mood. Of course she'd be upset that plans like that had been told to a seemingly stranger, but at the same time he was somewhat glad he knew what was going on there. He bit down a chuckle as she called it reckless and stupid, and leveled his gaze with Jade's. "I understand, Jade. I've done a lot, and hope to do more that I wouldn't want my father to destroy either. We just need a plan of attack to make sure you are successful." He argued gently, in all essences agreeing that someone who could destroy the rebellion needed to be taken out of the equation, though he didn't come right out and say it. "The execution is in a month, which gives us a few weeks to plan the raid, figure out who will be 'captured' or not, and how to do it all to make it seem real." He explained, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in the chair. "I haven't quite determined where you'll be held captive for our ruse, but I'm figuring the small prison like cell my father had built in our basement. I am supposed to hold you so that he can get his revenge. I'm still waiting on more details about the place the execution is supposed to take place. If I can work it, I'll get you there so I don't have to worry about transporting your father away from all that security they've got him under." He said, sighing. "But I need a bit of understanding on what kind of power I'm up against with him, if you don't mind explaining." He requested.


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Trixie laughed softly at the grin that came to Andras' face after mentioning he'd be playing protective demon again, and honestly it made her a bit curious as to what he had in the works to do. She hummed in thought as he asked of she had anything in mind, and smirked. "I'm actually torn between two ideas I had in mind." She said, sighing in mock distress, and laughed softly, and glanced at Andras with a smirk. She pulled her hair from his fingers and stood, "But, if you want to know what those options are, you're gonna have to make me tell you." She whispered under her breath after having leaned down to where her lips were only inches from his ear. With that, she darted away from the table and out of the dining hall, dodging those who were still mingling and running for the exit. She would play nice and not fly, but she wasn't going to give him the advantage of knowing the twisting halls of this building either.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Jade let her shoulders relax from the tensed stance they had taken on with his apparent knowledge of her plans. Though, instead of backing down such a thought, he... he agreed? He understood. There was no underlining doubt. Just that they needed to accumulate a plan of action to see her plan through. A certain softness ebbed itself inside of her chest. Fondness? Gratitude? Whatever it was... it made her smile, the slightest tilt of her mouth. The feelings were familiar, however, warm and alive. Still there, lingering -- buried from the stress and the numerous things that have happened. "Thank you," she uttered lightly, voice soft. "For understanding." The briefest sentimental look had formed on her features. But it was gone as soon as it appeared. The ginger haired witch contemplated every detail that came from Maddox's mouth, she settling in her chair in a leaning posture -- eyes focused upon him. "Are others permitted to watch the execution? If I must... I can worm my way in, play a lover on one of the politician's arms. Fascinated but disgusted by supernaturals." She mused in a suggestion. It was a thought, perhaps an idea. But one that needed confirmation from him himself. At the surfacing question of her father she sighed, a tired exhale and she raised her fingers to rub against her temples. "My father is a necromancer. One that uses the dead within his power and spells. Usually necromancers can raise spirits, the undead. Manipulate souls, draw the evil out of them. Those shadows are spirits, if you haven't yet to notice. Necromancers are powerful and I never encountered one before I must admit... Andras has been the only one supposedly. Very few weaknesses can be found."


--


Trixie's toying words had caused Andras to growl, the slightest look of intimidation forming around his face as she breathed whispering words to his ear. Pratically daring him. Before he could even grab her she was out of the dining hall, causing complaints to rise from rebels at her running pace. Abandoning the table and his tray of food, he followed. Maneuvering fast around the tables he managed to exit the vast room and paused, holding his breath. The slightest pounding of footsteps could be heard, near the exit. He grinned and raced to catch up with the playful woman, so far the only other woman that managed to bring his personality vividly to life. He adored it, loved it if anything. The feeling of being so alive could never burn away from the demon.

 

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Maddox listened, seeing the small change in her demeanor, and smiled softly. "You don't have to thank me." he said, nodding his head toward her. He considered her question, and chuckled. "I believe so, they'll make a fiasco about it. We've already started this charade meeting at that motel last night. Far as I can tell, all your father knows is that I know your name. So I think we could pull off the lover of a politician." he shrugged, smirking. "That is, if it is alright with you." he chuckled, and fell silent as he considered the rest of her words about John Ashford. "Is that all there is to worry about from him? Necromancy?" he asked, honestly curious.


--


The nephilim bolted out the main door, and raced for the trees, pausing just where she was still visible. Her chest was barely heaving with labored breath, and she turned back to watch the door way, smirking boastfully. As soon as she spotted Andras emerge from the building, she gave him long enough to notice her before disappearing into the trees, laughing. It was exhilarating, the chase and game of cat and mouse. It made her feel alive, and enjoyed the thrill of being hunted when she knew it wasn't her life that was being hunted. She occasionally looked over her shoulder as she dodged this direction and that, heading for a particular place she remembered seeing when she had been flying over the area. A small creek bed, the water just deep enough to enjoy. When she broke through the trees around the creek bed, she found a large thicket, just big enough to hide behind. She dove behind the cover, and took slow deep breaths, forcing them out just as slowly to calm her breathing and keep it as silent as possible.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Jade paused, considering the smirk that was on his face. Briefly she wondered how she should answer this. A thought that never had crossed her mind till now. Playful or serious? Her hands settled upon the desk and she quirked a brow at him, smile widening with a certaint amount of mischeviousness. "I wouldn't be fine with it if I hadn't suggested it, right?" She laughed and clicked her fingers against the wooden surface in a steady rhythm and tilted her head to the side, lips pursed thinly. "But... were you thinking that I would be the fleeting lover on your arm the night of the execution?" She questioned, a near hint of playfulness in her expression. "I was quite thinking the opposite. Just wooing another politician." Her mouth interlaced around a smirk and she leaned backwards, settling against the comfortable cushions of her chair. Though the sneer faltered once more and she contemplated on anything she knew of her father, what little that was too be exact. "I'm afraid that's all I'm aware of. He was working on establishing time travel. I, however, destroyed his work and I doubt he managed to recover anything."


--


Andras saw her bolt into the trees, disappearing against the wide surrounding forest that secluded the rebel base from the motel. He grinned and followed, running with wide strides. As he ran his form faded, faltering, and disappeared. In a flurry of feathers he was gone, a single raven swooping into the cloudy sky of August -- guiding his way towards the trees. He flapped his wings and averted amongst the branches, diving and then straightening out against the brushing wind. Overhead a bird suddenly squawked and fluttered, hopping onto a branch. He possessed the same ember eyes as the demon and it scanned amongst the brush and brambles that littered the forest floor. "I have my tricks too you know, princess." Andras' voice echoed, shrill with amusement. The raven flew upon a low crooked branch and cast its head left and right, contemplating -- looking for the familiar figure of the nephlim woman.

 

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Maddox couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him, and cocked an eyebrow, "So, you do have a sense of humor." he teased lightly, grinning at her. "You do realize that either way, if the story is to work that I think you're just some girl to woo, we need to have a few dates, right? The public needs to see us together in a sense. Or rather, the political public." he explained, thinking. "Should your father come to me and inform me that my new girlfriend is in fact my target, then that just gives me a way to convince him I can use it as a way to get you trapped." he added, explaining himself, but he smiled. "Even if it's for a ruse, I won't play my part half assed, just so you know." he said, his voice dropping low, a chuckle rumbling just beneath his words. He watched for her reaction, hoping he hadn't stepped to far.


--


Trixie drew in a sharp breath, slightly startled by the sudden noise of the bird, that was soon followed by the echoing voice of Andras. She smiled, pressing a hand to her lips to stifle the laugh that bubbled in her chest. She was having to much fun with this. She took a few more slow breaths, her breathing finally returning to normal. She considered her options, attempting to peer through the thicket to locate Andras. "You might have your tricks, Basic, but you haven't caught me yet!" she chimed suddenly, and bolted into the trees once again. She laughed loudly, but her breathing quickly diminished once more as her muscles strained to keep her moving. Fighting was one thing for the nephilim, but running, especially for long distances, was something entirely different. She was far more used to lifting off into the air to escape rather than remain on her feet. It wasn't long before she had to stop again, breathing hard, calves feeling like they were on fire. She knew she was caught, and the demon hadn't even physically caught her yet.

 

[QueenofDorks]

"Yes, I do, in fact, have a sense of humor. Don't be a smartass." Jade chimed with a roll of her eyes, though seemly made it sound sarcastic. Her grin had returned, the witch leaning forward across the table and perching her elbows upon the surface to peer at him with her blue hues. "So dates, huh? Does that mean I get to be spoiled and go to all of the high end political parties? I've always wanted to go." Maddox was bringing the playfulness out within her, with his various comments and induced banter. She couldn't resist playing back, the warm feeling in her chest growing -- making her grin, feel the simpering happiness once again. His comment, however, didn't go unnoticed and was rather well heard. She raised her brows and coyly tilted her head at him, a smirk silently pressing against her mouth. "Oh really? And how exactly will you play your part? Explain in details. C'mon Maddox."


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The raven flittered in a flurry of feathers as Trixie darted for the trees. He maneuvered around branches and flew around any obstacles that appeared in his way. The bird swooped down and it formed, shifting in mid-air. Andras materialized, clothes and all, ebony feathers floated off of him and his ember eyes glowed, furiously amused. His arms slithered around her waist as he embraced her from behind, his mouth pressed against her neck. Feeling the veins underneath the skin that raced with her heartbeat. "Caught you," he whispered against her, his body pressed upon hers -- pinning her against the nearest tree. "Tell me what you have in mind, princess..." The demon urged and gently kissed her neck, implementing teeth into it just slightly to ease a nipping bite to encourage the words out of her.

 

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Maddox chuckled, and shrugged, playing innocent in a way. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Jade." he drawled with sarcasm, but he couldn't hold the expression long before he was laughing softly about it. He smiled as his eyes locked with the witch's, "Oh, you know. Flowers, and chocolates. Gifts, parties, all manner of doting." he shrugged. "You did say you were a romantic, didn't you?" he smirked, his tone teasing. "I may not have implemented romance into a relationship before, but that doesn't mean I don't know how." he chuckled softly. "For instance. If you have no pressing matters to attend to tonight, I'd be honored if you'd allow me the pleasantry of taking you to dinner." he offered.


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Trixie gasped, yelping in surprise when Andras' arms were suddenly around her waist, and she laughed lightly. Instinctively, her head tilted sideways, allowing the demon a slightly better access to her neck as his lips pressed to her skin. She giggled at his words, though that same action caught in her throat when she pinned against a tree, his body against her own. She gulped softly, her cheeks flushing, and the tiniest of breathless moans slipping from her lips as he nipped at her neck, urging her to tell him what she was thinking. She licked her lips, and smirked, waiting a moment to gather her currently scrambled thoughts before she began to speak. "I don't recall saying that simply catching me would get me to talk." she whispered, as there was no need to speak much louder with the close proximity they were to one another. She took a quick breath, her tongue passing over her lips once more, "I said you would have to make me tell you." she said with a breathless laugh. Damn, he's made it to where I really can't do much against him. I didn't have time to turn around before he pinned me. She noted mentally, which only seemed to make her heat skip slightly as her breath hitched and her cheeks darkened.

 

[QueenofDorks]

The ginger haired witch merely shook at his coyly played act of innocence that barely even lasted for a few minutes before he was laughing. Passing rebels shot them glances and raising a finger to their lips to shush both of them as Jade had joined in now, snickering giggles emerging from her mouth all the whilst attempting to stifle them. She extended out a sigh and bobbed her head in a nod, smiling with satisfaction. "Yes, I am a complete 100% romantic. As I told you during our lovely game of twenty questions last night." There was a near immediate pause as soon as he offered the chance of a date tonight, her heart racing slightly at the thought. Mainly out of general surprise, not exactly expecting the plan to be put in motion so soon, and also a tidbit of her flustered nature. She hadn't expect anything to go to here. Wordlessly she contemplated the thought, lips pressed and pursed thinly, considering the surfaced idea. "I think... Andras can hold down the fort here for one more night. It's not going to hurt him. Plus he has Trixie's company. So yes. A date it is." She finalized, fingers agilely leaning up to tuck loose strands behind one ear.


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Andras couldn't help but find amusement within this situation. The nephlim was trapped against him, pinned to the tree, and sounded quite breathlessly pleased by it all. Breaths ragged, moans drawing out of her. He was eating it all up and he sighed, his breath brushing along the skin of her neck. "Oh princess.. I wished you would have been kind to incline a bit on your ideas. I don't personally want to wiggle it out of you... but alright." He tsked with a certain sense of authority, voice low and growling. He turned her around to face him, hands on her hips pressing the woman further against the tree. Fingers lingered upwards, from her hips, to her sides, and then grasping her arms. He lifted them above her head in a tightening grasp that refused to let go. His mouth dropped against Trixie's neck and ravaged her with kissed and bruising bites, nipping and marking her with various discolored hickeys. He intended to get her all hot and bothered then leave her there. If she wanted more than she would spill out her ideas.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox smiled, "Alright. Then I'll pick you up tonight at seven." he chuckled, his eyes passing over her features, and watching how she brushed loose strands of hair behind her ear. His own heart raced as he felt a wave of relief that she had accepted, as he would have even been happy with a rain check for another day in the near future. He knew she must be busy keeping the rebellion going, so it wasn't like he was attempting to demand her attention. So, of course it was a surprise that she had accepted at all. He stood, and smiled lightly, "Until then, I think I'll leave you to your work so that you can make sure everything is in place for your absence later." he said with a light chuckle. "Shall I pick you up here, or elsewhere? I'm sure the shadows witnessed me coming here with Trixie, so I don't see why not, but it's at your discretion." he added as he stepped away from the chair he had been occupying.


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Trixie gasped softly as his voice took on the low, growling tone of authority, making her want to rebel against his words, but was honestly to wrapped up in the other feelings his actions were stirring up to consider it. She smirked up at him when he turned her around, her back against the tree this time, and she was unable to quell the shiver that ran down her spine as his fingers traveled from her hips to her arms. Another gasp as they were pulled above her head and held tightly, and she already knew she wasn't going to have the strength, let alone will, to try and free herself. Without conscious thought, she had basically surrendered to this demon, and his antics. She responded easily enough to the kissing, biting, and teasing, making a rather loud noise of disappointment when they stopped. From there, it wasn't hard to figure out his ploy to get her to spill out her thoughts. She pouted, lower lip puffed out defiantly, though it was difficult to remain that way with how flustered she was. She took a deep breath, heaving it out quickly and shot a playful glare at Andras. "You win." she muttered, rolling her eyes, "This time." she added under her breath, which elicited a small laugh. Again, she took a deep breath, and began to speak. "My first thought was to demand that I be your new roommate. I believe I already told you I don't like being alone, and your bed is certainly much more comfortable and larger than the one I've been rented out." she sighed, amusement lining her words as she held his amber gaze. "The other idea was to demand that we go on a proper date and you tell me more about yourself." she explained, shrugging as best she could. "I thought of it merely because we've slept with each other, and I realized I know next to nothing about you. Except your name, that you're second in command, you're a demon... ya know. The basics that anyone can learn about if you just watch long enough." she sighed, shrugging somewhat again. "But I'm not one to pry into people's lives, so I was trying to decide between the two." she stated, smiling.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Jade swept herself backwards from her leaning, slumped posture and absently spread out the files and paged books onto the wooden desk once more. "I'd like some discretion. My father's shadows cannot peek in while a barrier protects the mansion but he can see those who come to visit. And coming around for a third or fourth time could be skeptical for him." She explained promptly, her fingers tossing aside the opening of a file. "Pick me up at The Crow around seven. I'll be ready and waiting outside by then." She paused and leveled her gaze back to Maddox's in a gentle gaze, a smile at her mouth. "Take care Maddox. I will see you later tonight."


--


Andras watched as she shakingly came undone by his devilishly seductive induced antics, she finally admitting to what her conscious had brewed within her mind. Share a bedroom or indulge in a date? That's quite easy to pick from. The demon released her and allowed his hands to ease back into the pockets of his pants. His eyes lingered on the right side of her neck for a brief amount of time as he noticed the great amount of marks that littered faintly against it -- induced by him and him only. Such a thought made pride surge. "Well, princess. If I must say I rather enjoy the idea of being roommates. Imagine the fun we'd get involved in..." he breathed out in a whisper, his mouth working into one of his notable ones, "I like it. But what wbour you? Hm? C'mon Trix..."

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox nodded in understanding, "Alright then. The Crow, at seven." he said with a smile, taking a few steps away from the table. He glanced back at her, "You too, Jade. Take care. See you later." he said with a warm smile before showing himself to the exit of the mansion. He paused near the door, before he opened it, and thought for a moment. Hmm... He turned to the closest person in the building, "Might I ask a favor?" he asked, smiling. The supernatural blinked, and shrugged, asking him what the request was. "I need you to pretend like your throwing me out. If you need to ask someone about why, talk to Jade." he said, adding the last part when he spotted the look of confusion on the boy's face. He shrugged, "Fine, whatever." the boy sighed, and together, he and Maddox made quite the show of his 'involuntary' removal from the premises for whatever shadow was watching. To keep up with the act, he stomped his way back through the forest toward the motel so that he could collect his car.


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She eyed him for a moment, the way he spoke his words only adding to the fluster that made her blood sing through her body. How is it he does this to me? She thought to herself, quite confused how he had managed to worm his way into being able to just talk and make her skin crawl with desire. She held his gaze for a moment before she had to look away, pouting again. "That's so not fair." she muttered, sighing. She laughed shortly afterward at whatever thought had passed through her mind, and looked back at Andras. "Roommates it is then." she said with an added smirk in response his own expression. "This will certainly be fun." she smirked, ideas coming to her mind the more she thought about being roommates with Andras. "I'll get to watch your face during training and things, knowing what you get to find in your bed at the end of the day." she smirked at him, a small laugh escaping her.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Jade wordlessly watched as Maddox made his exit, the witch flopping backwards in her chair as soon as his retreating form left her sight and she ran her hands through her hair, contemplating her very thoughts. So that actually happened. Whatever that was. The banter, the teasing. It came natural to her once again and it surprised her... in a good way? She dragged a hand over her face. No, no time to think of this now. She gently reminded herself and leaned foreword to return to the books and various files that she had collected, burying herself into the contents of the literature.


Someone else, however, was stirring amongst the outlined trees of the forest. The ghastly shadows that belonged to John. They flickered and slithered, following Maddox stealthily. A few times they dissipated to only form at a different spot, up ahead. More so interested in the man than of the two supernaturals that flirted further in the trees.


--


"Is someone pouting?" Andras quipped teasingly with a half assed remark and watched her, eyes gleaming with complete and utter trouble. His mouth widened around a smirk, his head tilting to the side to view their surroundings. Something felt off. It dampened the mood just slightly but it was there, a cold feeling; one that was received while being watched. He didn't let it be shown, however, and merely casted his eyes upon the nephlim once more with that faint sneer lingering at his lips. "You're probably already brewing with ideas I bet... but I would rather return inside than remain out here." He admitted as he rolled back on the soles of his shoes, pivoting slightly to prepare himself to walk. Though he still eyed her from the corner of his eyes. "Plus you can get an early start on dragging your things on over to my room. Once you're done we'd be official roomies... and you would get to sleep with me tonight." He drawled out in an urging manner, rather playful with his intended teasing induce last comment -- the demon flashing her a wide grin for affect.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox reached his car, and sighed, piling into the driver's seat and sliding the keys back into the ignition. At least no one had decided to take it for a joy ride. He hadn't expected to be dragged off anyway. He started the car and pulled away from the motel, wiping his mind clear of all thoughts of the rebellion, except for ticking off ideas of how to get the raid going, and a certain someone captured. In case his thoughts weren't safe, after all. He did note though that John had mentioned a mansion outside of town, and that he had just been 'unknowingly' lead there by a girl with brown hair. Was that the mansion he was talking about? he let himself think, and a smirk settled on his face. Back into the game of double-double agent. As well as flitting thoughts of a date that night with the girl he had gone to the motel with. He made sure not to think of exact details on just who that girl was. He drove himself home, figuring he would try and think of a "plan" before he would need to ready for his date. As well as setting a reservation at a rather high end restaurant for two. Which added to his thoughts of needed to get flowers, maybe more chocolates? He shook his head. "No, I did that recently. This is technically the first date, so I think flowers will do." he mumbled, sighing.


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Trixie sighed, rolling her eyes at his teasing question about her pouting, but couldn't help smiling over the look on his face. They were certainly an interesting duo, and she guessed it was just easier with no stigma of asking the other to be exclusive. Wait. Where did that come from? She silently asked herself, and quickly pushed that line of thinking away. She felt a shiver pass through her, though it wasn't the same as when Andras caused her to shiver, and she knew something was amiss. But it didn't seem to be bothering Andras, so she didn't let it bother her either. "Moving my things won't take me very long. I live out of a suitcase." she laughed, shaking her head. "It's a large one, but only one." she sighed, "With an almost constant need of being able to pick up and disappear at a moments notice, I never collected much in terms of material things. Other than clothes." she shrugged, smiling. She stretched now that she wasn't pinned against the tree, and smirked, "Something tells me there won't be much sleeping that will be done. Both times we've started something today we stopped." she laughed, and started walking with the demon back toward the mansion.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Unbeknownst to Maddox, John's minion had already weaved itself into his car. Stirring, waiting, listening. It watched from the dark crevices, the smallest shadows it could mingle with. It emerged several minutes after his mumbled aloud thinking and perched upon the seat beside him, pratically materializing from thin air. "And how are things?" This time, as the shadow relayed John's voice, it sounded clear. As if the man himself was there, lounging in the expensive leather seats of his car. The spirit itself seemed to taken more of a form, rather than a disfigured mass of darkness it had adjusted to newfound legs and arms. Even a head. John was attempting to form a replication of himself, dabbling and interweaving various necromancy magic to perform such a thing. It turned it's head -- faded eyes of blue boring into his very being. "Any progress at all? Or are you still dabbling in the construction of plans?"


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Whatever feeling or unnatural thing that had been stirring minutes before had gone and disappeared. Andras had sensed it, a fizzling dissipation that faded completely. It would need to be reported. John was here, his minions had been. Drawing closer to the invisible barrier that surrounded the mansion in protection. Perhaps they were testing it, to figure out the flaws and weaknesses the magic held. No doubtingly he could easily take it down. Jade needed to know. But, at the moment, he was more thoroughly distracted by Trixie. "Mm... dunno. I think I will actually sleep tonight. Unless..." He paused and glanced towards the nephlim woman as he eased himself towards the front door of the looming rebel base. "You you can convince me otherwise, princess." He prompted in a daring tone, simpering with a wide smirk whilst gazing at her with taunting ember eyes.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox couldn't help but be taken by surprise at the sudden materialization of someone in the passenger seat beside him, and he let out a small yelp. He took a deep breath, and blinked a few times, regaining composure when he realized who it was that was sitting in his car. Well, more or less sitting. "I believe I made a break through. You talked about a mansion just outside of town. Well, I was haphazardly invited to such a mansion near my old motel." he chuckled, sighing. "If you've been watching me, then perhaps you care to confirm this or not?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I wasn't able to learn much in terms of the place, though I ran into a woman I met at a bar there. If this is the place you were speaking of, then I think I have a way inside." he chuckled darkly, playing the part easily enough. "I've got a date, maybe I can weasel myself some more information. If I can figure out the right questions to ask." he smirked, and sighed, leaning back in his seat now that he was parked at home, and shut the engine off. "What would you suggest?" he asked, curious, "And do you have any information I could use on them?" he added.


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Trixie blinked, and a sly look came over her features. "Is that a challenge?" she asked, her voice low, and silky. "I believe I can work something out, Basic." she purred softly, reaching to him and walking her fingers up his chest to his shoulder, before brushing them along the side of his neck and then allowing her hand to drop back to her side. "You'll just have to wait until tonight to find out." she smirked, and turned to enter the building. "Do you work tonight?" she asked over her shoulder, pacing her gait as she walked just so that her hips had a bit more of an exaggerated swing to them.

 

[QueenofDorks]

"It was in fact the mansion. Did they question you about your unexpected presence?" The near John look alike questioned, he tilting his head along to the side and skeptically eying the young politician with curious faded hues. He moved forward in the seat and the slightest breath expelled from the spirit's mouth, a damp sigh. "I'm afraid I don't have any furthering information surrounding the rebellion itself. Only about those commanding it. I'd rather not relinquish such knowledgable details into your hands. I'm sure you'll be able to maintain a steady amount of intriguing questions for your date." There was a pause, the flittering faded form of John now intrigued. His eyes glowed and seemed to be observing him more now, gaze casting upwards then down. Lingering on his chest just slightly. "Quite an old soul you carry... I'd suggest for you to do the best you can to protect it again." Amusement drawled from his voice, sounding as if there was a smirk within there, and then he was gone. Disappearing. Fading out of the car and into the cloudy afternoon sky.


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Andras stilled underneath her touch, his eyes flittering to watch her toy her fingers against his chest, up to his shoulders, and brushing along the side of his neck. Her sly expression and twisted smirk certaintly promised she would follow through with her challenge. There was no doubt in that. A low chuckle rumbled from his throat. "I do indeed work but... if you can give me a reason to stay behind before my night shift, then you'll have me." He verified coolly, his gaze lowering to her hips that pratically taunted him with every exaggerated swing. Thus the challenge begins... he grinned and followed her inside the base, closing the door behind him along the way.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Maddox nodded, "They wanted to know why I had been at the abandoned motel. Guessing since it is so close to the mansion." he shrugged, "I informed them that I owned it, and all the questions quelled." he sighed, and glanced at the shadow as he stated he wasn't going to give him anymore insight into how much he knew about the rebellion, so he didn't press the matter. He blinked in a confused expression at the shadow's parting words, wondering what the man had meant by it. He frowned, and shook his head, and climbed out of his car. He headed into his home, and straight to his room to get things collected for his date tonight.


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Trixie giggled softly, "Hmm. I'm sure I could think of something." she said casually over her shoulder to him, glancing back at the demon. She smirked, and paused in her stride, turning slightly to look at Andras. "Now, Basic, I'm sure there are things I'm distracting you from. As I'm sure you want to try and find out if Maddox succeeded in diverting Jade from whatever she had planned." she laughed, "I'm a big girl. I can get my things and take them to you room. Besides, where's the fun if you see my plan before I can put it into action?" she asked with a light, teasing tone, and an almost sarcastic sigh. "Now, shoo. I've got things to do." she smirked, winking at him, before turning again, and striding off down the hall toward the room she had been assigned the day she came to stay at the mansion. Of course, she didn't stop with the hip-swinging gait, just to give him a parting view before she disappeared around a corner, smiling to herself.

 

[QueenofDorks]

Andras chuckled with wry amusement as the nephlim shooed him away, permitting him to cease the continuation of following her around. "Alright, alright. I'll see you later, princess." He called after her, the demon groaning underneath his breath as the taunting movement of her hips spurred his excitement for tonight and what she had up her sleeves to complete his challenge. Though she did raise a point. He had things to do, people to converse with. Jade among one of them. He directed himself down the opposite hall and maneuvered along the corridors, following the witch's presence. She had relocated from the library and was now tucked away inside her bedroom. Odd, considering the time of day. Usually she was within the permitter of her office. As he pushed open the door, he noted the files and books that littered the bed. Then he addressed the ginger haired woman who stood in front of her open closet, separating aside a small variety of dresses she had to choose from her. "Uh... Jade what are you doing?"


"Contemplating outfit ideas for a date." She sensed his surprise and turned her head to face him, the demon gawking at his companion with an open mouth. Clearly unsure if she was kidding or quite serious. "We're playing a ruse of lovers -- Maddox and I -- towards the politician public. That way I'm there on the night of the execution. It's going to be a big thing I guess, many politicians will be there to see it and their lovers too no doubtingly. I'd fit in well. And it makes it easier to reach John." She explained in the lightest tone, shoulders dipping up into a shrug. Her fingers grazed upon the soft fabric of a particular flowing gown, the dress long and nearly brushing against the carpet. Jade merely needed an outfit that would make others assume she had money too, a daughter of another politician or some other high government position. Andras finally managed to discharge a chuckle from his mouth and he moved closer into the room, abandoning the lounging position against the wooden doorway to instead stand by her side. "Lovers eh? Need any tips for tonight then?" He cheekily remarked and stuck out his tongue, brows poised and raised. "Like old times?" His gaze was met with a mere bored glance and then accompanied with rolling blue eyes. "Oh no, no. That ship sailed long ago, Andras. You're flirty smirks and innuendo filled remarks will not be able to woo me into bed." She informed the flirtatious supernatural and plucked the long dress down to peer in the mirror with it. His eyes watched her, a sly smile at his mouth. "Uh huh... I bet if Maddox used it on you you would cave easily." There was flustered silence, Jade distracting herself by fidgeting with the dress within her grasp and tilting her face downwards to hide her oncoming blush. "I'll slip him that tip personally whenever I see politician boy next." He purred, a throaty laughter rising from the man until she slapped a hand against his chest, skirting past to try on the dress in her connected bathroom.