MONSTROUS FEMME

#mandatory sibling catch up in the middle of a murder fest

"Do you want a bit of free advice? Look around you. You've made it to the belly of the beast, congratulations, very few come this far. To stay here, you must make it your obsession. Eliminate all other distractions, because if you take your eye off that prize for even a moment, the beast will spit you right back out where you came from. May never get a taste for you again."

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Sarah Michelle Gellar as Buffy Summers

Don't go down to the basement

we all know what happens next.

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Will would hum in thought as he heard the story of that night. "Well, that's a whole lot to digest." He stated simply as he brought his cigarette once again to his lips and took another drag. Lost in thought, he closed his eyes, thinking of the best way that he could respond. He was quiet for what seemed like forever before he opened his eyes and handed his cigarette to her. "Here, you need this more than I do." Blue eyes were filled with concern for her as he noted how her hand was trembling as she recounted the night.

"Yep." Grace replied, popping the 'p'. She couldn't blame him for trying to process all of what she had just told him. Even she was still trying to process all she had went through. Grace knew she needed to see a professional about this...eventually, but it felt good to finally get all of it off of her chest.

For a moment, she wondered if he even believed her. He probably thought she was fucking crazy. Even she wouldn't believe her own story. Grace blinked at the offered cigarette, subtly eyeing him as she took it. "Thanks..."

Ouch? What kind of backhanded, low-brow insult was that? If this 'Madame' couldn't tell that it was his castle, then he would show her just how royal he truly—

... The mention of the motorbikes had gotten quite a rise out of her. Frank backed into the wall, and the pout that crossed his lips masked what fear he must have felt.

Perhaps it was enough.

"Well... Infuriating is not the word I would use..." he started.

'Exhilarating' was much more fitting. There was nothing quite like awaiting the arrival of your friends all day long, and then finally hearing that low rumble of the motorbikes from off in the distance.

Of course, the moment he'd mentioned his parents' money, the growling giant grew sweet.

Frank lowered his eyelids halfway, some horrid attempt at looking seductive. He was normally very good at it, but not today.

"Did I say?" he teased, and stepped forward. "Oh, you know, it comes with the territory..." A perfect rolling of his 'R's. "Of being a prince, that is. If you should be so generous as to help me get home, Ms..."

A pause, for her to get her name in.

It takes some effort, but she manages a smile. Not a very convincing one, but a smile nonetheless. "Lady Alcina Dimitrescu...~" She purrs, emphasizing her own noble title. "...Your highness~" Let him think that his riches and his seduction had an effect on her. It was all a part of the game.

"Well then, it would be an honor to house one of such noble birth in my humble abode." She hated everything about this. If only he knew how much it took just to act nice to him at this moment.