“I do suppose, in some way, I would be—but I never said it was a bad thing now, did I?”
“No, I guess you didn’t. Then again, most anything you say is a bad thing.”
“I know that for a fact.”
“I do suppose, in some way, I would be—but I never said it was a bad thing now, did I?”
“No, I guess you didn’t. Then again, most anything you say is a bad thing.”
“I know that for a fact.”
“Something so truly vile is upon us today.”
“That’s no way to talk about yourself, now is it?”
It had been quite some time since the reclamation; and far too long since she had been able to test her new-found prowess. A slender hand was raised before her, shining in the incandescent beams of moonlight that streamed through the thick, rolling clouds.
“Little Lilith Aensland,” she recalled, cyan hues glazed with her reverie. “What a poor creature you were. So lost, so expendable.” Despite her rank and ability, Morrigan felt herself seething at the thought of her past. “That little worm had what was rightfully mine.“A small frown worked it’s way upon her glossed lips. “Belial took my strength, and allowed it to become her—surely, she hadn’t contested me taking it back.”
Perhaps her sentiment could be considered as loneliness. The night was dark, and far too quiet for her liking. Creatures of the dark were out on their paths of terror; instilling fear into the hearts and minds of mortals, and dragging their souls back here for a lifetime of damnation and suffering. It was utterly delightful, and the succubus watched intently from the balcony of her exquisite manor.
Her crimson eyes glowed in the dark, watching the creatures take one soul after another. Lately things have been getting a little…boring around here. It’s the same old thing every night. Something new was needed.
A voice seemed to echo from the distance, calling her. It sounded familiar, but she couldn’t place a finger on who.. Curious, she made her way towards the voice and she wasn’t too surprised at what she saw. “Figures,” she mumbled, crossing her arms as she looked up to see her other-half. But since she came all this way, why not have a little fun? The body-stealer shouldn’t mind.
“Moooooorrigan~!” the little succubus called out, flying up towards the larger succubus on the balcony. “What are you doing here all alone? Did everyone finally realize how uncool you are?” She reached out and pulled on a strand of Morrigan’s hair.
“I say ‘kept’ as in you won’t be for long,” a mischievous smirk tugged at the ends of her lips.
“I’ve been just fine. Nothing like playing with some new toys.”
“You’re no fun then.. Sometimes I wonder why I kept you around for so long.”
The girl's manner was also similar as far as he noticed, playful and a trite snarky. It left a putrid aftertaste lingering on his tongue, the idea that this girl was so much like Morrigan. There were clear differences but all that glared in his one-track mind was the resemblance. And he fiercely disliked that, disliked anything that reminded him of those that held the position he'd yet to obtain.
Void eyes narrowed as the noble's distaste and suspicions became clear upon his face. He would not apologize.“And what, may I ask, does the little lamb want from me exactly?”Demitri had a feeling he would not like what he would receive in answer. But there was that tiny, lingering possibility that what this lithe succubus wanted could be twisted to his own benefit.
Daintily raising an index finger to her chin, she thought about the possibilities. What didn’t she want? “How about you find me something? If you have ‘nothing for the likes of me’ as of right now, then you should go and get something for me! It’s the obvious thing to do,” she answered with a chuckle. And that’s when a fun idea had popped into her head and small smile appeared.
“Lets turn it into a game, everyone enjoys games! The rules are simple, so even an old man like you could play.” The succubus put her hands behind her back and her smiled grew, “Lets have rules like; If you don’t find something along my interests, you have to be my faithful servant! However, if you do, then I’ll just let you off with a warning. It’s a win-win situation!” For me, that is. Heh..
“Terrible! Ugh, these playthings are no fun! They all die to easily.. I mean, break to easily.”
“What an idiotic, useless gray-face..”
