Animal Instincts

Marion was tired. Just, absolutely fucking exhausted, mentally. Claire was still being secretive as hell, and he could only imagine what she had on her mind that could be worse then ‘hey I kidnapped you because I love you and also I’m sorry about that guy I killed”.

 Because of course Marion would fall for the crazy woman who not only lived in a secret town that kidnapped people, but also killed some guy in front of her boyfriend, and then disappeared for a few weeks, only to then kidnap said boyfriend out of the blue one day. That was just the kind of luck Marion had. And no one in this godforsaken town seemed capable of answering a simple question. Everyone he ran into seemed to either not even pretend to hear him, or was just as clueless and kidnapped as he was. 

He looked up at the sound of distant footsteps, making out a figure headed his way.

Fantastic.

-- & As much as Lilith detested limitations, there was one she would always adhere to. If someone lay claim to another being, she would refrain from TOYING with them. A sense of understanding between entities, as she felt it. Yet, the desire to watch them stir was another. A desire that surely was more than reasonable to give into, after all it wasn't like she was laying a finger upon said claimed person. No, she would just watch them stir. "It seems, my dear boy, that you've been left alone for far too long." Melodic tune carries with grace, footsteps coming to a soft halt. Lips practically twitch with the glee twisting across normally stoic features.

The man won’t shut up, and Allison is about ready to shove her foot up his ass. He stinks, and he is wearing a poorly fitted suit that is too tight chest and too loose in the arms, and dark, curling horns protrude from sweaty forehead; a satyr. Abandoning her drink as a lost cause, she turns to face the man for the first time since he’d sidled over. 

“I have to go now.” a wan smile and a nod, and the tiny brunette slids off the stool and heads for the door, only to bump into someone on her way out, hard. Biting back a curse, she instead mumbles an apology instead. Mother would be so cross if she got all violent in public again, and Allison was trying to be better, honest! 

“Sorry about that, are you all right?” 

-- & It wasn't often that the demoness let herself be moved but when one has a specific purpose in mind, one must let the prey come to you. This wasn't to say that she was stalking the vampiress, per say but simply put she had been trying to get a hold of the other for some time. How convenient that she happened to find the other in a rather uncomfortable situation, though it seemingly works out in he favor. Simple hum escapes the demoness at the others fallen plea of concern,as if to acknowledge that yes she's fine. Does she believe the other is genuine? Hardly. Gaze is slow as it follows the lines of brunette hair cascading over shoulders, yes the vampiress is certainly a beauty to behold. But alas, Lilith needs to get to the point. "Perhaps my company will be more pleasant than his."

Lee Chae-Rin, aka: CL