Pain and Pleasure

Side blog from Fluffmun over at calix-daesyn. You asked for more Evelynn. Careful what you wish for.

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“Oh oh oh!!”

The veil of darkness swept away, leaving her favorite form there in front of the little creature.

She reached down - aiming to lift up the girl with clawed hands so that she might look at her better.

“What are you!? Precious little daisy!”

Esmirie seems unphased by Evelynn shifting in from the shadows unexpectedly, looking curiously to the woman with a tilted head. Once the child sees she is not a threat she would light up brightly, her red ethereal hair glowing in excitement.  Whooooaaa theres another girl here?” he voice sounded to awestruck in overjoyed.

“Oh- m’names not Daisy miss pretty lady! M’names Esmirie, I like to play hide and seek alot so mebbe thats why you haven’t seen me! Or are you new here miss lady?”

“A girl?” Evelynn echoed. Then grinned. She had rather taken on the mantle of a woman - embraced it. Although ‘girl’ was not so familiar. She liked it though, chirped excitedly from the strange little thing.

“Yes! I suppose!”

She drew the girl close, holding her more firmly in her arms.

“Esmirie! What a delightful name! I call myself Evelynn.”

She laughed - bright and echoing with the full breadth of her Shade’s voice. “New here? No, no, no, my sweet. I have been here so very, very long. I have been many places, so very very long. The isles are much newer than I am.”

She took one long, sharp, pink claw and tapped the girl’s forehead - drew it down her cheek.

“And who are you, little one? Besides Esmirie? What are you? Were you made here? Or did you come to be twisted by this place? Mm? What a delightful little thing!”

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"Poor Shepherd. It's always, 'choke me uncle Karthus'. Hasn't anyone ever said 'Choke you Uncle Karthus'? I can resolve that for you, sweetie." - alluring-agony

Karthus looks at the creature with surprised interest. What on earth were they? They seem to not have resolved what to make themselves for him. 

That was unsurprising.

“My lost lambkin, do not stand for a moment on the charitable thought. I already have one sadist constantly after my continued dismemberment, I do not know if I could stomach the responsibility of another. Pain bores me but..” He smirks. “I… may have some understanding on the subject- why do I not level the same question back at you?” He squints at the darkness. “Or are you prevented from feeding on your own pain, my sweet? Mutual benefits could always be discussed.”

Dangerous, perhaps. Dangerous. But this was a curiosity, and a potential ally, even.

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“Lambkin?”

She echoed - a bright little giggle following, though she didn’t interrupt any further, allowing him to speak. She faded and darted in the shadows - little bits visible. Glowing eyes. A long claw. A slender shoulder to a slim neck. She was trying to decide exactly what could lull him, lure him, convince him. Some could be harder to judge than others.

Eventually, she settled on her favorite - darkness falling away from curves like a curtain as she stepped around him - circling, eyes alight.

“Bores you?”

She pouted in an exaggerated and playful fashion. “How ever could something so delightful bore you?”

She leaned back - tucking her arm back and resting it as though there were a table there. She brought her legs up and seemed to rest them too - as though there were a chair beneath her. She hovered there, seemingly terribly comfortable - lashers raised only lightly in a sort of half circle around her. There was no need to hide those here. Such prey was not scared so easily.

“Alas, it doesn’t work that way, love.” She purred. She followed in a somber tone, “I hardly feel anything without little lovelies to feed something to me.” She said it in a way that was sad, but playful - unwilling to hint at the chill of the nothingness that always lay dancing just at the edges of her awareness. She would never let anyone know what sort of desperation she could experience to stay away from that empty pit.

Her smile turned into a truly toothy grin - fangs on display, “And do not call me ‘Lambkin’, my sweet. The lamb has nothing to offer me.”

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“Oh oh oh!!”

The veil of darkness swept away, leaving her favorite form there in front of the little creature.

She reached down - aiming to lift up the girl with clawed hands so that she might look at her better.

“What are you!? Precious little daisy!”

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“More Evelynn? How flattering coming from the Warden himself. I wonder what else I could make you beg for more of.”

She grinned and her voice echoed as she leaned back and chanted, “More, more, more, Evelynn!!” And let out a giggle that might have been lighthearted if it came from any other throat.

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“I could beg you to make more sweet noises while I wrap my hands around that slender little neck of yours.” He remarks, leaning toward her.

“You come here often, sweetie?” 

“Oh!” She grinned.

She darted forward, her form shifting as she did - melding back into the darkness from whence it came briefly. When she became solid again, she was close and reaching out for him - her face near and her body tucked close so that her bosom brushed the thick coat.

She reached up with clawed hands to try and take his face between them - palms to his cheeks.

“Aren’t you delightful!” Her voice clung to the echo of her true form - that not having slipped away as quickly as the darkness.

She slipped a hand down and grasped one of the metal gauntlets - twirling herself around to press her back into him instead, leaning back against the huge figure as though he were a lover - or a pillow.

“Oh no, not often at all. What fun is it? There’s hardly any little darlings around here...”

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“Charming. Enrapturing. Creating a cult of followers willing to suffer and die for you. Able to both feel an exceptional pain while regenerating your body once it breaks far enough? Sweetie, are you a lich or a fucking gift with a beautifully ragged bow?”

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“Ugh.” She rolled her eyes, pouting and leaning back - resting her chin on one fist.

“All powerful? Able to just nullify pain and misery? Go wrap those tentacles around something a little more squealy, sweetheart.”

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“Oh! If it isn’t the great nightmare himself. So happy to see you...” She said, although she didn’t seem terribly thrilled. What could you get out of a nightmare shade anyhow?

But wait.

She grinned broadly, “How is that celestial dragon sweetie of yours?”

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All that pain and killing just to get off?

“Oh, sweetheart. Don’t simplify it so much...” 

The demon slipped close, leaning against the grey figure and letting one lasher slip around them.

“Imagine, if you will for me, being in nothing. Made of nothing. With nothing inside you. Imagine being suspended by nothing, in nothing - unable to feel, or hear, or see. You don’t know which way is up. Which is down. No one is there. There is just...nothing. Imagine that for ages, and ages, until time means nothing at all just like everything else in the world.”

She held out one hand in front of her, fingers spread in a display, “And then - suddenly - something comes to you, some solution, some way to end that nothingness and feel again.”

She pouted at the questioner, “Wouldn’t you seek it out?”

The pout split into a grin, “The ecstasy is a bonus.”

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“Oh, sweet, sweet, baby boy~ I’ll give you more of whatever you want until you’ve had your fill...” She smiled - sweet except for the glint of fangs, “And then more. And more...and more...”

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“More Evelynn? How flattering coming from the Warden himself. I wonder what else I could make you beg for more of.”

She grinned and her voice echoed as she leaned back and chanted, “More, more, more, Evelynn!!” And let out a giggle that might have been lighthearted if it came from any other throat.

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“Oooh~ I love a woman who asks for more...”

Her eyes flicked over the form in front of her and they glinted like a cat’s eyes caught in the light.

She smiled.

“Don’t you look like you could have so very much to offer.”

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