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paixaorpg2007-01-14 06:22 pm
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Disposable Fun [Complete]
Character(s): Morrigan & a Lumen
Content: She talks a stroll through the Paixao streets, becomes aware that she's being followed and...
Setting: Joutenheim area, K8
Time: Late Night
Warnings: Lumen biting, scratching, possible blood?
How many men had fallen to her charms now? How many more would succumb to her wiles? As long as she remained there, both of those numbers would only continue to grow. And that was fine with her. It was how she sustained herself, after all.
It was how she survived.
But ensuring her survival was not enough. She wanted more.
Excitement. That's what was missing.
Things were far too cyclical in this city for her liking. Rest during the day, venture out at night and meet new faces. Throw in the occasional devouring of a man’s soul and that was pretty much what Morrigan had done since being taken here. Maybe it was her own fault. A fun new location to frolic in and an abundance of food... It was enough to keep her satisfied.
At first.
By now, the novelty had worn off. She had decided to take things into her own hands. If nothing interesting was to happen on its own, then perhaps she could lend a “helping hand”. There was nothing wrong with that, right?
After dressing herself and leaving the house of her latest "victim", she pondered on what would be a good way to begin this new task.
Although she hadn’t encountered many of them, Morrigan knew that beings from different worlds and dimensions had also been brought here. Getting to know those who were in the same position as her… Hmm, why not? It would give her the opportunity to obtain information on the others while revealing nothing truthful about herself.
Deception had always been one of her favorite games, after all.
With these thoughts in mind, she continued to walk through the streets, but stopped shortly after realizing something.
“It’s been a while since I’ve played a game of cat and mice.” She turned around, a smile on her face. “Won’t you come out already? I know you’re there.”
Content: She talks a stroll through the Paixao streets, becomes aware that she's being followed and...
Setting: Joutenheim area, K8
Time: Late Night
Warnings: Lumen biting, scratching, possible blood?
How many men had fallen to her charms now? How many more would succumb to her wiles? As long as she remained there, both of those numbers would only continue to grow. And that was fine with her. It was how she sustained herself, after all.
It was how she survived.
But ensuring her survival was not enough. She wanted more.
Excitement. That's what was missing.
Things were far too cyclical in this city for her liking. Rest during the day, venture out at night and meet new faces. Throw in the occasional devouring of a man’s soul and that was pretty much what Morrigan had done since being taken here. Maybe it was her own fault. A fun new location to frolic in and an abundance of food... It was enough to keep her satisfied.
At first.
By now, the novelty had worn off. She had decided to take things into her own hands. If nothing interesting was to happen on its own, then perhaps she could lend a “helping hand”. There was nothing wrong with that, right?
After dressing herself and leaving the house of her latest "victim", she pondered on what would be a good way to begin this new task.
Although she hadn’t encountered many of them, Morrigan knew that beings from different worlds and dimensions had also been brought here. Getting to know those who were in the same position as her… Hmm, why not? It would give her the opportunity to obtain information on the others while revealing nothing truthful about herself.
Deception had always been one of her favorite games, after all.
With these thoughts in mind, she continued to walk through the streets, but stopped shortly after realizing something.
“It’s been a while since I’ve played a game of cat and mice.” She turned around, a smile on her face. “Won’t you come out already? I know you’re there.”
no subject
With the damage already done, there was little Morrigan could do. As her legs gave out, she could feel the last traces of her energy dwindling away. She fell to the floor, injured, eyes half open. The succubus wondered if her life was really about to come to an end.
Even if that was true, Morrigan was not afraid. Never had she been fearful of death before, and she wasn't about to start now. After all, there were worse things to afraid of...