Chantinelle's Realm
Oh look, relatives had arrived in Hell without calling ahead first, how tacky of them. Caleb had managed to get his annoying ass kidnapped and dragged into Hell, how Constantine-ish of him. Ellie smiled in a way that made her servitors back away cautiouslu. After the last time she'd had a 'visit' with her grandson she'd ended up needed a couple of days of recouperative time in her realm and there had been a large turn-over in staff.
"Mobilize my troops, I feel the need to go visiting." They leaped to to her bidding as it would take them out of harms way. Before they could all escape she pointed at the body closest to her.
"You!" watching him cringe in satisfaction Chantinelle rose from her throne with a sensual writhe of skin over muscle. "I need you to deliver a message. There's someone special I wish to bring along with me to play with my grandson." when the servitor bowed she chuckled under breath and snaked a hand out to pull him to her by the back of his neck. The knife in her other hand traced a sigil in his skin.
"Try not to whimper too much while I work, it's harder to concentrate when I'm enjoying it too much."
"Mobilize my troops, I feel the need to go visiting." They leaped to to her bidding as it would take them out of harms way. Before they could all escape she pointed at the body closest to her.
"You!" watching him cringe in satisfaction Chantinelle rose from her throne with a sensual writhe of skin over muscle. "I need you to deliver a message. There's someone special I wish to bring along with me to play with my grandson." when the servitor bowed she chuckled under breath and snaked a hand out to pull him to her by the back of his neck. The knife in her other hand traced a sigil in his skin.
"Try not to whimper too much while I work, it's harder to concentrate when I'm enjoying it too much."