-Lady in Crimson-Open-

[evangeline]

Evangeline appeared like a statue, sitting abnormally stiffly before her window. Her ornate chair was of silver, black velvet cushions on its seat and back. She wore a gown of dark crimson satin, the short sleeves cupping her shoulders delicately and leading to a square neckline.

The gown ran low down her back, the cut leading to a sharp point, exposing her startlingly fair skin beneath the dark fabric. The dress' skirt fell loosely around her legs, the small train sitting in a bundle at her feet.

Her gaze was blank, or appeared to be. Various images, schemes, and ideas flashed behind them, twirling madly as she looked at the dark grounds below from the safety of her room.

[forgotten]

"Mmm, how I long to kiss those lips" Kristian whispered into the ear of a woman, who was standing close and her face red as a tomato as she blushed. "Then do..." The other replied her voice hushed as she closed her eyes.
Kristian's arms wrapped about the girl as his head came down, his chocolate bangs falling in front of his face. She looked up and opened her eyes. Her breath left her as she gazed at the handsome sight of her 'love' befpre becoming lost in in his kiss as his soft lips met hers. Her heart skipped as she clenched him tightly during their moment of passion that lasted quite a long time.
But it was all a lie, that was how it was. After Kristian had got what he wanted she would be tossed aside like a used and tattered doll. Kristian smirked inside his mind...oh how cruel he was.

[forgotten]

As their kiss was held longer and longer someone in the mass of other elementals seemed to become tired at watching them. "Go get a room" The yelled their voice furious. Kristian smiled as he broke the connection of their lips, it was probably one of his past loves.
Smiling softly Kristian gazed into the eyes as the girl. "I suppose we should call it a day, but don't worry my love, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow" The girl bit her lip as Kristian tucked a strand of her hair behind her hair, she clearly didn't want to wait. Kristian chuckled softly "Don't worry my dear."
Kristian gaze a small kiss on her cheek before dropping his hands and turned, it was late and he found himself rather tired. With a yawn Kristian exited the loud room and disappeared into the hall.
His footsteps echoed as he took his time going to his room his eyes falling upon doors, each one he had entered at least once.
Kristian paused as he came upon one door, unfamiliar. Brushing bangs from his face Kristian's brow crinkled, who was behind this door. Stepping forward Kristian rapped a small knock against the wood.

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[evangeline]

She was knocked from her trance-like state as a gentle knock sounded from her door. It confused her, as most knew not to, or were too afraid to, interrupt her. Yet the noise, unfamiliar, had happened.
Evangeline stood and walked behind the chair to face the door, being sure that she appeared composed before speaking. "Enter," she called, just loudly enough for whoever was on the other side to hear her voice.
Her hair was tumbling in ringlets down either side of her face, the raven shade in deep contrast with her skin and eyes alike. Her skin for its light hue, and her eyes for their brilliant emerald color. Her dress also affected her appearance, bringing a slight blush to attention in her cheeks and a more noticeable crimson to her lips.

[melodiousdeath]

A vampire messenger walked into the hallway, asking startled elementals where their leader was.

[forgotten]

Kristian's thin eyebrows shot up as he heard the voice. Why it was dear Evangeline Littell their lovely queen. As Kristian's gloved hand grasped the doorknob he had to suppress a smirk from crossing his lips, he was about to enter the beautiful Evangeline's room.
Stepping through the door into the dimly lit room Kristian shut the door carefully behind him. His blue eyes danced about the room almost gleefully until they came to rest on the pretty figure standing by her window. "Hello Miss Evangeline," Kristian began as he gave a low handsomely done bow. "Horrible day isn't it?" He smiled prettily.

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[evangeline]

Evangeline was surprised when a man walked into her room, seeming as excited as a kitten with a bowl of cream between its paws. Her eyes examined him, though the rest of her face sat unmoving. Bright blue eyes, chestnut hair, lean form. And, picking apart his charming attitude and smile in her mind, he seemed like a man who liked very much to receive what he wanted.
"Most days here are," she responded, watching him with a direct stare. His features were not recognizable, and she was sure she would have remembered that smirk. "What is your reason for being here, sir?" she asked, gaze unwavering.

[forgotten]

"Can't someone have a simple conversation?" He inquired tossing a few strands of hair from his face as his smirk grew a little wider. Taking a step forward Kristian picked out another chair and sat himself down as he leaned his spine heavily against the back.
All the time he didn't take his eyes from her, in his mind he was already imagining what he was to do to her. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.

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[evangeline]

She watched as he invited himself into her quarters, immediately placing himself in a chair. "Surely. But most know better than to attempt a 'simple conversation' with me," she responded seriously, her face still direct but lacking any major expression. She noticed the edge in his eyes, and immediately came to a conclusion.
This man did indeed like to receive what he wanted, especially if it was wrapped in a skirt and corset.
"Very well, then." Evangeline turned her chair to face the newcomer. She sat in the chair lightly, her legs naturally crossing. "First, tell me your name," she said softly, though her silky tone held authority.

[forgotten]

Kristian laughed softly the small chuckle breaking from his throat in a fearless, yet humorous tone. He had heard the rumors about how Lady Evangeline killed without a thought and tormented people just out of spite. A smirk dancing on his lips Kristian eyes met hers, he was sure the rumors were true. It hardly bothered him though, as long as if at the end of the night he was satisfied.
"Well if you must know, I am Kristian" He told her his head shifted slightly to the side. His nose drew in the smell of the lycan fur adorning is collar, after all these years and it still smelt like a freshly killed lycan. He enjoyed that scent almost as much as a nude women.
Shifting in the cushioned seat Kristian raised his head back up his thoughts returning to the women sitting before him.

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[evangeline]

She noticed as images seemed to dance in his gaze, drawing him away from the present and into the solitude of his mind, if only for a moment. How lovely a person's thoughts were in that way. Usually, when all else is lost, it stood as a refuge.
"Kristian," Evangeline murmured letting the name roll off of her tongue, storing it away in her memory. She watched him inhaling the scent of his jacket, savoring whatever smell emanated from it. Her nose did not identify the fur, but her eyes did. "If I'm not mistaken, that is lycan hair," she observed, though she was becoming easily bored.
He was, apparently, already under her power, and held no spectacular ability or characteristic that thoroughly intrigued her. Not very many could, but she did not have any desire to waste her time.

[forgotten]

Kristian nodded, yet rather absently like his mind was already somewhere else. Standing Kristian gave her a pretty smile as he returned the chair to where he had stole it from. "It is lycan hair indeed" He added his words rolling from his tongue like a venomous snake as it coiled into the air and bared it's poison filled fangs.
That glint was back in his eyes as his mind secretly undressed the beautiful woman, as his imaginary hands rolled over her naked flesh.
For now, he was about to make it come true. Still smiling prettily Kristian stepped closer to her he looked down, his sly look falling gently upon her face.
"Now if I may ask you a question?" He inquired an eyebrow shifting handsomely up wards.

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[evangeline]

She watched in surprise as he stood, thinking for just one moment that he had read her and was taking his leave. However, he began to near her, perhaps thinking that she would not mind.
Or, just as possible, he did know, and took pleasure in the thought.
Evangeline's eyes narrowed as he looked down on her. Much more of this and he would pay dearly.
"If you must, ask your question," she responded, still watching him. A small flame appeared on her palm as she spoke, then beginning to twirl smoothly between her fingers, its dance bright and dangerous.

[forgotten]

Kristian's growing smirk grew all the more, like the flame sitting on her palm. So she would decide to play dirty? The thought thrilled his insides, it had been awhile since he had done something like this.
Ignoring the flame Kristian raised his palm his thumb and middle finger placed gently against each other. "Do you think I could hurt you?" He questioned. The sentence came out simple and rather plain, yet stung the air like the fire dancing in her hand.
His two finger then brushed swiftly past each other creating a snapping noise and the room began shifting, but it wasn't the room, it was the shadows. They creaked and groaned as they moved closer to Evangeline and began tugging lightly at her clothes.
If she had been an ordinary women she would have began screaming and ran from the room, but Kristian knew she wasn't ordinary. Besides he wanted a little challenge.

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[evangeline]

That was his question? So simple; of course he couldn't. "No, but I would suggest you maintain your distance," Evangeline said, the flame remaining on her palm. She simply brushed away the tangible shadows pulling at her, annoyed that he would even attempt to seduce her.
Immature boy. He would never get near her.
As if to prove her point, she reached beneath her skirt and pulled her dagger to her hand, pushing up from the chair and sticking the point to his throat. The flame of her hand seemingly fled to the weapon, causing the blade to shine red with heat. Her eyes were severe, watching him intently but still masked by her usual composure.
Not even her anger would draw her from it.
"Don't attempt to play with me, boy," she said smoothly, the calm in her voice sounding so controlled it could burn like her dagger. "I don't tolerate men like you, trying to scurry their way up the skirts of innocent women. Neither do I tolerate women attempting a similar feat. The life you have chosen is repulsive to me and, contrary to any belief you may have, I will not allow you to force your way on me." The entire time she remained relaxed, though her weapon was pressed hard against his throat, causing a small burn.

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[forgotten]

Mocking laughter sprinkled his eyes as he returned her glare, a smirk painting his lips. "You take me for a fool don't you?" He inquired an eyebrow shifting up wards as laughter hid behind his words. "You don't think I know what I am doing?" Kristian threw another question at her as the laughter grew.
Feeling a tinge in his neck Kristian snapped his fingers again, a shadow, casted from the chair he had sat upon earlier, shot up and clouded the blade into darkness as it fought against the heat as it began rescuing his skin.
"I'm smarter then you look babe, and don't give me your whole 'I'm saving every innocent creature from jerks like you' crap, frankly I don't give a d@mn" His voice growing low and slightly cold. He raised a hand and brushed it along her cheek his eyes darting between hers his face still looking sweet and forever innocent.

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[evangeline]

"Saving the innocents?" she scoffed, grabbing his wandering hand. "I don't bother until they believe they can use the same tactic on me." Her hand swiftly moved to his fingers as she talked, her hidden anger burning the tips of them raw in an instant. She then released his hand, letting him take it as a warning.
"You ask if a take you for a fool? I do only if you thought this would work on me. What is it you take me for? Some innocent damsel incapable of defending herself?" Her eyes seemed to be spitting venom, the green color intensifying as she released a small chuckle.
Did he think this was her power? She hadn't even scratched the surface.
Evangeline inched towards him, moving a hand fluidly to his throat, where she let her fingers trail down towards his chest. Each finger left a small burn, though nothing permanant. "I wouldn't underestimate me," she said in a tone that could almost be taken as seductive. She did not see it that way though. The statement was a dark one, as if giving a serious message.
He was her subject, after all. What a shame it would be to have to eliminate another one.

[bynx]

Roses..The seductive scent filled the air tenderly as the melodious figure moved swiftly along the halls. Her long hair moved like water behind her, sending gentle ripples through it as it moved with her step.

Her eyes cast a gently glow as the flirtatious flicker in them seemed to die out. Moonlight seemed to call to her, though it wasnt night. Her dress moved casually with her, its gentle ripples matching her hair as she moved.

Her face like a breath of heaven. Her lips calling ever so sweetly to those among her. Her innocence seemed to sheild her from the mind of wrought men.

The gentle seduction in her face seemed to call to those like the last breath of a loved on...The call lingering on amongst her face.

Vixen was what they called her, her true name forgotton long ago. Within the passing years it had been shortened to Vixy, a name rarely spoken without meaning. A name to bring all men to their knees.

Her subtle voice seemed to match her elegence as she spoke tenderly to a passing male, who's knee's wobbled at her fingers touch as they barely kissed the surface if his skin before she continued to walk.

Her purpose unknown, but she was in no hurry as she moved. The gentle angels kiss apon her lips as her empty eyes seemed to swim in a deep inner sadness.

[forgotten]

Kristian smiled as her hand met his, despite the burning sensation that followed. As her hand left shadows took place of her fingers cooling and bandaging where she had burnt his flesh. Oh he had took the hint, but it was not enough.
Kristian laughed slightly louder this time as he spoke "Innocent damsel? I would really be a fool then to call you such a thing." Leaning closer, to where his breath fell gently upon her lips, he felt her fingers brush from his neck and down tingling his skin with her fire; this action only deepened his lust for her.
"Babe I know what you can do, don't think I am and idiot and simply toying with you, I know d@mn well that you can defend yourself," He paused his face daring closer to hers "But then that is where you problem is, you have no clue if I can." The words poured from his lips like sweet wine into crystal glass as his hand dropped to her waist as shadows about them took form of needles. The sharp metal began pricking her skin, tickling her flesh where they touched. As time passed though, their motion grew faster and harder.

[bynx]

Vixy entered the room gently, her body still smelling of fresh roses as she did. The ripples in her hair continued to fall gently as she moved. She ignored the sight before her as she held the paper in her silky smooth hand. Folding her arms she looked at the two. "Mistress Evangeline..I have to speak with you." Her voice was gentle and soft, it held to malice, nothing but a sugery sweetness as her eyes danced in the fading light.

Her dress clung to her body as she moved back a step, gving them room. She could tell the mistress was getting tired of Kristian.The paper clung to her hand as she held it loosly. She had no fear of one taking it, it owuld require them to touch her..The sensations that would follow after the touch would be enough to forget the paper. Her hair fell smoothly as she stopped moving, waiting.

[evangeline]

A scowl played on Evangeline's face as he pricked her. What an arrogant little--.. A scent reached her at that moment, smelling strongly of roses.
Vixy.
Her emerald eyes looked into the shadows, where she could see the woman's silhouette vaguely. Just as soon she heard her voice, calling out about official business.
Immediately she pushed Kristian from her, not caring if the needles stuck her or not; she had endured far worse before. At least, in the time she was capable of recalling. "I have important things to attend to. You will leave me at once," she demanded, thoroughly annoyed by his persistence.

[bynx]

Vixy couldnt help but allow a playful grin emurge as she scolded him. This man was intreiging to her..He would do anything, sleep with anyone for power..That disgusted her, yet she applauded him. He was like them.