#wanderlust

{ sienna roosevelt } is a { pansexual } { graphic designer / professional hacker } and some say they look awfully like { bridget regan }. The { daemon } is { 115 } years old and have been said to be { sweet & flirty } and { controlling & secretive }. They are into { foreplay & threesomes } but not into { watersports & scat }, identifying as a { dom }. Rumors have it that their faction is { neutral }.

“Only the fun looking ones,” Lenah replied easily, a toothy grin following her words. “I have to save the worst for last, dear heart.” The words were teasing as her light eyes searched the surrounding area. Turning fully to the woman when she found her target, Lenah leaned in. “That person behind you- just there- smack their ass and act as if you know them.” Childish? Yes, but amusing enough to make the line move faster for the smaller woman. 

‘‘Oh -- so you think I’m fun, hm?’‘ Sienna had to admit, if every student would think she was a fun looking person, she surely would find her way at the school. She liked to think she was a cool redhead, but one bad first impression and she was screwed. ‘‘Dear heart, what an adorable nickname,’‘ the vampire’s laughter lines deepened as her smile grew wider -- turning into a smirk next. ‘‘I can do that,’‘ she totally could. Knowing she would keep her spot safe, the redhead tried to walk past as nonsuspicious she could, then smacking the stranger’s ass and facing them, ‘‘hey, Kevin isn’t it? We went to school together, you always sat next to me in Biology class, making non-classy comments about my hair. I have to thank you for that, because I’m fairly sure I get more women in a week than you’ve had in your entire life, all because of this.’’ the redhead twirled a strand of hair around her finger -- leaving the guy in total embarrassment, even though it all had been an act of the vampire. She had no clue who the guy was, but he had looked like a total prick. ‘’There,’’ Sienna had moved to stand next to the brunette again, now the guy had stalked off in shame, ‘’how was that, hm? -- now it’s your turn. Truth or dare, be careful with whichever choice you make.’’

clad in black hot shorts and a sports bra, it’s with a breathless little laugh that she turns her attention away from the water fountain and to the person on standby. ‘ do me a big favor?? will you watch my solo?? i need feedback. i don’t know if it’s competition-ready. ’

‘‘Yes of course! Let me just ---’‘ the vampire raced her fingers over the keyboard, sending a quick email to a client she was rounding things up with for a graphic design job. ‘‘There we go, all done. Now I got all eyes on you, darling. I may not really be an expert on choreography but -- hit me with your best shot!’‘

Caterina could only cork a brow at the other’s words ‘duty to make women feel like everything’? That was quite a bold message, moreso from someone who was as beautiful as that. It came as a surprise; would not others female, curious or wholly into homosexual desires be drawn to this redhead? Her words were admiring, caring even - in a sense and even though Caterina did not feel the same care as she had from so long, she felt warmth by how the other treated her; definitely one for the books. It was destiny maybe that they found themselves here, as neighbors, so whether the morning would give a positive note or not… then there will always be new days to come forth and earn the other’s attention so much more.

Alas, maybe the fae didn’t need that much time after all? The response she received was tantalizing, titillating, it send trembles down her spine, not of fear oh no, but of anticipation. There was no doubt of the signals that very much laid bare in front of her right now and Caterina firmly believed that the other sensed how much the fae had been… thirsting for such notice. “Longing… you must have noticed I am of fae,” Caterina then spoke as her hand moved upwards to curl a stray red hair away and tuck it under the other’s ears, her voice soothing like honey, enveloping the other in it’s sticky sweetness, embracing, enveloping “the fae feed through emotions and even though I do not mean to; I cannot help but be… filled… with your actions towards me.” Another step closer, Caterina was pushing her luck but it seems to be well reciprocated. “It’s such a full feeling that I feel it…” her voice was now turning huskier, churning that honey as it flowed, “deep in this core of mine.” Without removing her gaze from the other, Caterina reached for the other’s hand and placed it on her torso, gingerly sliding it down towards where it would ache - but stopping at just the right place above it.  The vampire was sultry, beautiful and in a way, there was a certain aura of fun that Caterina would not mind to greet every morning when she headed towards work. If not for the obvious reciprocation of their banter Caterina would not hesitate to dive in. “I would like to ask if you would be so kind to let me kiss you. After all, you have filled my need to feed for the day - dare I say for two, but there is another need I would love to get filled with.” A press of her hand, a flicker of her eyelashes, a lick of her lips. All Caterina needed now was a ‘yes’ and she would let herself and her partner - sing.

Mags had always said that fae were the best creatures on Earth, vampires coming in second and the redhead had always believed her best friend -- so why did she carry such a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach? Vampires weren’t supposed to feel, or were able to get sick. And yet, there was a strange undescribable feeling flowing through her veins, mainly where the red blood thingy in her chest was. This woman was fae, but so much warmer than her best friend was. Of course the redhead was warm towards her, but to others? Absolutely not like Caterina and she wasn’t sure why. Maybe because she had never met another fae in her life before and this was all new. It made her suck in a pointless breath, however for the vampire it was everything but pointless. The beating of the blonde’s heart compelled her, made her stare at her blood red painted lips for far too long as she got distracted by her heartbeat. That was, until she saw those hypnotizing lips move and her seducing voice completely captured her in her non-existent trap.

But the vampire wasn’t trapped, nor did she feel like she was trapped. If anything, it was a welcoming feeling that conquered her entire body. That made her feel like her knees were buckling, even though it was just a piece of imagination and it was her brain playing with her. Because the vampire was strong and if she wanted to, she could fight the fae off of her in case it was indeed a trap. But mentally she felt entirely screwed up. The way her hand got taken by such a delicate touch, how she got to feel her body drove her crazy. The oh-so-confident Sienna was forlorn in limbo, as her nerves slightly took over. Caterina was intimidating to say the least, but she got lured al the more into her seduction --- and Sienna liked every second of it. Her lips parted, she wanted to say something, but no words came out, instead she drifted her eyes down to where her hand had stranded and she rested her tongue between her wisdom teeth as she tried to control herself with all the power she had.

Now, there was always a little bit of hesitation whenever Caterina would say her name, would it be out of practiced smiles and shining radiance that she had been doing for so long or would she use what she was born from and be a bit more mysterious? Or maybe it was a bit of both? No doubt she had magical blood but with so many around it was not always possible to know one from another, especially since the fae knew how to glamour themselves. This though - this look suited her just as splendidly and it embodied both of her personalities in one … very delectable package - if she would say so herself.

Caterina watched as the other did her business, placing things in the boxes, rummaging, a few looks here and there - ‘curious’ the blonde thought, a smile once again creeping upon her lips. “My, what feiry language.” her voice would almost be chastising but there was no doubt that her eyes conveyed her affirmation on such vulgarity. Caterina licked her lips, her eyes gazing intensely at the other, more and more interested as the redhead continued to speak and tease along with her. It has been so long since such a free being laughed with her, it was all so - light and easy. Normally, Caterina would have no doubt pinched that certain bottom but the fact of meeting her no more than 5 minutes would be considered quite rude. “Cheeky woman. Not even five minutes and you make me feel like a queen.” She let the handshake linger, holding a little tighlty for respect before letting a chill be obvious in her body as she lightly shook. Her gaze turning towards the other. Beautiful, such a beautiful face and voluptuous body, she was not of fae but oh how how this Sienna made her head turn.

Another word of praise, Goddess - oh how that played in her body, she didn’t mean to feed but these emotions that came from the redhead, felt like a truckload; it was inevitable as if an overflowing drink spilling. It had been so long since such praise made her squirm. How delightful… a smirk that decorated the blonde’s features turned into a poise of challenge “Goddess again? You may continue though, I very much adore it.” Now there was no denying that Caterina made her voice very, very sensual and even her eyes raked from the other’s blue eyes to the cinch of their waist.

 Without a second thought Caterina helped the other with her box and followed them to their room to settle. Once inside, Caterina’s head filled with so much art and decoration to put into a room that would be filled by someone else - at least that was her initial thought to anything. For now though she placed the box down and moved towards the woman again maintaining only a slightly respectable distance (if one could call it that) as she propped up her left elbow on her right crossed arm her fingertips, moving along her lips. “I would like to ask a daring question darling, if you wouldn’t mind.”

For a split second Sienna wondered if Mags would be okay with her letting a stranger into their apartment, but the second she met those mesmerizing eyes of the blonde again, all doubt washed away instantly. There was something about her that just made every worry float away that had ever wandered around in her smart yet so easy influenceable brain. Her desire to be close to someone was always there -- only to never see them again after a well spent hour or an entire night. But in this case, there was something so alluring to the other’s gaze and then her voice, Lord, her voice. It was silently killing her, both inside the no longer beating organ in her chest and her mind. If she had the ability to blush, she would be sure her cheeks would’ve flushed the color of her fire red hair.

How she was at a loss for words ---- it was a whole new area for Sienna to be lost in. ‘’That’s because it’s my duty to make women feel like they’re everything, your highness,’’ the redhead’s voice scratched after she had bitten down on the corner of her lower lip. Leading the woman into her apartment with ease, now she had to think of one box less, she could easily put the other under her arm and reach for her keys to unlock the door. Stepping inside the apartment, she went straight for her room to put the box down there. She’d sort it all out later on, most of the stuff hadn’t even left most of her boxes in forever. The redhead was used to moving all the time so much, she knew what to leave packed and whatnot. Even though she had super speed, it didn’t mean the redhead’s laziness had left her ever since she had turned. 

She did not even have time yet to decorate the place, all that had been done so far was her desk with all her setup that was one of the fastest gaming PCs any human could ever wish for, her Queensize bed she had built just the night they had arrived and some lamps that were completely out of place but unpacked for now. Feng Shui was a thing for later, and more Mags’s thing than it was hers. Setting the box down onto her big desk, she then turned around and took in everything that was Caterina. The blue suit framed her body perfectly, but there was another urge playing inside her that told her she wanted to rip it off. An urge she had to push down, which she did by swallowing and tilting her head slightly when the blonde stepped closer. ‘’A daring question, hm?’’ she returned in a soothing tone, her lips remaining parted for a little longer. ‘’And what daring question is on your mind, my dear? --- my curiosity is sparking, I’m longing to know.’’ the redhead’s blue eyes slipped to the blonde’s lips, before making their way back up again slowly, only to completely drown into those breathtaking blue’s of Caterina.

There was something terribly wrong with the fact that Caterina didn’t even bother to help the one who fell, maybe it was because she was still feeling the effects of iron in her system, maybe it was the shitty day she had - maybe it was the shock that the day could continue to still be shitty as multitudes of items fell like rain, good thing she didn’t have anything too busy to do that day - despite the state of her wear. What made her stop her helping was not the simple fact that she spoke but a few seconds earlier when the fae couldn’t help but feel something different in the air, a familiar scent. Vampire. Indeed one moment she could smell the faint scent of blood- now gone. The fae looked up, almost guarded but stopped short … 

Caterina was many things, patience and guile was her expertise in the past - most of which she let stay in the back burner when she left the fae-realm - at most one could say not many surprised her, not with her age and all… but this, this left her completely dumbstruck. A small ‘o’ formed in her mouth as she half listened to the other’s apologies, the red hair captivating her and only the adjusting of glasses moved her view from the cascade of hair towards the other’s eyes, their pallor was reaffirmation of the fact they were a vampire but whoever this lady was, Caterina had felt something she had not felt in so long. A pang of longing, a smothered memory willed to be kept hidden… a surge of lust. The fae blinked, her hand halfway going forward to reach the other’s chin which at the last moment she stopped and masked the gesture with a touch of teasing words. “Oh you should but I have no doubt you’ll be able to find your way easy enough.” a grin was set on her red-painted lips. Caterina moved to place some of the items in the box while she dusted her suit from her also kneeling position, “I am sorry as well, truly. I do not have anything in front of me and yet here I am, colliding into someone- this could be very well a fateful meeting.” She let the last words drag on, if anything this second collision was no doubt a lot more pleasing than the earlier. 

“My… beautiful suit is fine. Not as beautiful as your face, or your bottom I presume? I mean, I presume your bottom is fine after that fall?” the fae gave a lighthearted chuckle, the kind that exuded inclusiveness and well-intentions “You are moving here yes? Where is your room? I do live here as well and would like to welcome you to this abode, let me help you, show you around maybe as repayment for my fault in the accident.” she stood up and extended a hand, inwardly eager to get to know this woman a little better. “My name is Caterina,” she made sure to let her voice be sultry, warm, accepting, the epitome of a Summer fae with matching conviction “welcome.”

Sienna was aware of how close the other’s hand approached her, but pulled back before they got too close and that move got a cold chill to run down the vampire’s spine. Had she sensed something that was off about her? The redhead decided to brush the thought off and focus on the stuff that had fallen out of the open box that had been on top of the closed one. Her own fault to have opened it, but by the weight of it she had known it was her most precious one; the one that contained all the letters she had ever written to her deceased parents. Blue hues moved away for a split second from one of the letters her fingertips had hooked around towards the red painted lips, the color absolutely suiting the woman and even more absolutely distracting her. 

It was the amusing thought of her realization how much it was distracting the redhead that made her smirk, licking her lips after as she scrambled the remaining few of the letters on the ground together and put them back in the box. However they may seem as useless to anybody else, to her they were the most precious thing in her life. They were a big collection of memories she had never shared with anyone else but Mags, memories she had created together with the fae and for sure loved the Hell out of them. Stories she wished she could tell her parents, but faith had made her unable to have spend time with them ever again ever since she had turned into the species she was now. ‘’It’s... fine, honestly,’’ her voice coated with honesty as she closed the folds of the box and now focused entirely on the gorgeous woman in front of her. ‘’I got too caught up in my phone call, this lame ass company surely is gonna get a bad rating from me, they didn’t ship everything like I kindly asked them to do. And pay them for, for fucks sake.’’ Calm down, you already shared your frustration on the phone. Sucking in an unnecessary breath, she then breathed out again and let herself be distracted by the other’s beauty.

‘‘Nonsense,’‘ she teased, ‘‘but if you insist, my bottom is pretty tight or so I have been told, so I can’t disagree with you,’‘ a laugh then escaped from her lips, meaning to sound it like a joke -- normally making a much more edgier joke or flirtation, but something about the woman made her hold back. If it was the kindness or the way she spoke, she couldn’t quite figure it out yet. She did know she wanted to hear more from the stranger, preferably letting her talk constantly. The vampire’s senses got sparked when the blonde came closer and introduced herself as Caterina. ‘‘A gorgeous name for an even more gorgeous woman, my my, the Gods really have blessed you. And me, for making me clash into you on this shitty ass day.’‘ the redhead took the blonde’s hand without a doubt, cold skin smoothing against warm. It had always been one of the stranger perks of being a vampire to her, being coldblooded. ‘‘It’s a pleasure to meet you, Caterina. I’m Sienna, usually not this clumsy.’‘ Her eyes went down to the woman’s hand, regretting to let go but doing anyways after holding on a little longer than for it to be just a casual handshake. ‘‘So, you’re my neighbor, hm? I’d love to have someone show me around, especially by such a Goddess like you -- let me just drop this off real quick and I’m all yours for the day, if you won’t mind, that is.’‘

“Japan was fun,” Mags agreed with a bounce of her brows and a mischievous grin. The only kind that seemed to appear on the fae’s face. Though she had no doubt that their last stop had been more favored by the computer science professor. The redhead reached for her own iPhone with a playful scoff, bringing it dearly over her heart - or what was left of the beating organ, “I’m covering its ears. If you keep talking like that around it, it’ll drop our calls across the campus more than it already does. And I, for one, do not like not being able to get a hold of people.” Curiously, Mags skimmed Sienna’s face for the signs of her reaction. The paper would have been more humorous if it hadn’t cut into the work she had assigned her class. Being apart of the Fae, the redhead was prone to her playful tricks. But when it concerned her work, she was as serious as she was deadly. “Oh you’re amused, are you?” Mags huffed, though her lips curved more into a smile. Almost genuine, as rare as that was for the Winter Court Lady. “Jason clearly doesn’t know his place.” Goodness, she sounded awfully like her father. The fae deadpanned the vampire, snatching the paper back, “The assignment was about sexuality in ancient literature. Not about having sex with the professor. If this were done in my homeland, Jason dearest would have suffered a nasty fate.” Far worse than most people gave her credit for, but she had come clean to Sienna by now. She was no heroine; no matter the life she saved staring back at her. Mags looked away with a thoughtful expression passing over her features. She tilted her head here and there, admitting without a care, “I do wonder what this campus has to offer in that regard. Rather, who. There’s an abundance of specialties here.” Her words were as sharp and direct as her people’s, but she said them with a crinkle of her eyes towards her friend. “Does that sound like I’m referring to them as food? I shouldn’t do that, hm?” This time it was Mags’ turn to chuckle, the sound a mixture of breath and lighter vocals. 

Tilting her head somewhat at the playful behavior of her friend, she knew exactly what to say. ‘’You’re being dramatic,’’ she pouted her lips somewhat bitterly, not being a huge fan of Apple. ‘’What?’’ she started out, then parting her lips more to continue with the next bunch of words; ‘’you trying to reach 1538? I can assure you, darling, they won’t answer. But I can do tell you that 2009 called, they want their clothes back.’’ Did she cross a line with what she had just said? Probably. But Sienna liked to cross dangerous paths, even if it meant Mags would decide to stop talking to her for the rest of the day --- in her opinion it was absolutely worth it. ‘’I am amused, thank you,’’ she was quickly to respond to the fellow redhead, catching the smile that appeared on her friend’s lips. One she was very fond of, knowing only she could pull some lame jokes like these off. Crossing her arms at what Mags told her, she raised her eyebrows a little as intrigue showed in her blue hues. ‘’Oooh - do tell me, would his member would’ve been cut off? Or worse? Is it worse? I need all the deets!’’ Sienna wasn’t sure if it was because she had been turned into a vampire or simply because time changed and she changed along with the world; but she had most definitely grown tougher and more sadistic in some ways. It was probably a mix of both; her need to kill never really leaving her system. Even though to get a hold of blood had become easier these days, especially in Louisiana. Which sometimes made her miss the hunting. But she had a different distraction these days, now they moved again and she didn’t have to be afraid to show people who she really was. A much colder kind of human, with a bunch of fangs and the ability to be super fast and ten times stronger than the average human and then some. ‘’Hm... yeah, you’re right. I’m hungry too,’’ she mused much quieter as she had been drifting off as well, then reminding mostly herself, ‘’oh right! There’s food in the fridge by the way,’’ she noted, pointed at the fridge, then completely snapping out of her dreaming state and her laughter lines deepened. ‘’It’s not just dinner, it’s breakfast and lunch and snacks as well,’’ she waited for her friend to go for the bait and fall for her trap by opening the fridge, then bursting out in laughter when the supposedly food just meant bags of blood that were solely just for her.

Malakai had been grading paperwork, filling out paperwork, and just overall being consumed by the array of papers surrounding him. He would briefly stare outside and admirer the outside world–his hues blinking away from the sunlight that was trying to seep through. He reached for his cup of coffee and decided against adding some whiskey. 

‘‘Heeey,’‘ the redhead made herself known, tapping her red fingernails against the back of the chair that stood across the man’s table, ‘‘mind if I join a fellow teacher?’‘  Truth was, she just arrived at the school and even though she loved Mags dearly - it would be best to get to know some of the other teachers that wandered around the school. Even if it was just for the time being, the redhead most certainly did not plan on keeping herself out of the spotlight.