yes I know, finally! (Jezzebelle)

[desirestreet]

The human child broke the tension between them. Jezzebelle forced a smile that did nothing to comfort the visibly anxious girl. Honestly she could have slapped her; her free hand itched to do so. Fingers, resembling a claw, flexing sporadically within the deep folds of luxurious fabric now pooled about her kneeling form. She’d had him, he had been

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[agentooc]

((Wow. Just.... wow. Words fail me.))

[desirestreet]

It's okay? I struggled with it till about halfway through. I thought I'd lost her...but she gave me a poke and whack on the head. *smile*

[agentooc]

It's great! Looking forward to working on a reply, though likely not until tomorrow since I have the first part of my hands-on final tonight.

[desirestreet]

I actually have a favorite part in this post. But I won't tell you. I'd like to know if you have one and if so, what is it?

[agentooc]

I'm going to end up owing you that post till I get back. Work has been kicking my ass today and I have a final tonight. Then, I'm driving to Arizona for a few days. See you Monday!

[desirestreet]

Un huh....chickening out? *grin*

[agentooc]

Scion learned many things from his 'father'... including to be as kind to the janitor as you were to the President. Though, his father's reasoning had nothing to do with equality and everything to do with building allies at every layer and structure of society. Besides, it was truely the people at the bottom of the totem pole who actually got things done... and kept the secrets of the people above them.

But Scion's time away from the pleasures and comforts of home had taught him another lesson, how someone treated the people below them spoke volumes as to their character. This stranger, this... Jezzebelle... her words and actions were kind, but her eyes... there was something about her eyes that gave him pause. Her voice too, it smoldered like a nuclear crater, hot enough to melt steel.

She had been interrupted, her spell momentarily broken and man and machine cautioned each-other.
[She is dangerous.Their voices echoed together in concert, resonating through his synthetic blood. She was getting under his skin more than his

[agentooc]

The goddess of death stands, her crimson hair spilling down her shoulders like blood, sliding against his cheek as she resumed her hunt. Yes, he was aware now that he was her prey. There was always another predator... and while Scion had long considered himself to be the apex predator... he had just met his match

[desirestreet]

The game, as they say, is afoot. Shall it be check and mate; or lust and death? *chuckles softly and shashays off to reply*

[agentooc]

I'm waiting... ~grin~