“Well, hey there,” he said, looking up from the table he was sitting at. “If I didn’t know better, I would have thought that you were checking me out.”
“ Y’know, for once tha’s not true. Granted you’re very pretty to look at, I was actually just wondering if I could sit here. ” Hadeel gave a disarming grin, dark eyes flicking to the various places he could be hiding gold.
Unlike many others, Hadeel and her twin brother, Zayn, grew up in many countries. Her mother, Amira, and her father, Francisco, worked for the United States government as ambassadors, and so the siblings were often moved around the world as their parents did their job. But there were few months during the summer where Hadeel was able to spend time in Barcelona with her abuela as her brother joined their father’s parents in Lebanon. She loved those days spent helping her abuela with the flower shop the old woman ran out of her small home, and it was an absolute surprise to absolutely no one when she moved to Barcelona as soon as she was old enough to make the decision.
Her twin often visited, eventually deciding to move in with her when they were twenty-two, and the two found success in running their abuela’s flower business. Zayn handled the money and inventory as Hadeel charmed the customers and made the arrangements. Together they were unstoppable, in sync in every way. Then tragedy struck, and Zayn was struck by a car while crossing the street and Hadeel was left to manage everything on her own.
Where her home used to be filled with cheer and love, it was now filled with emptiness and quiet. She didn’t like it, so she bought a Play Station. She didn’t play it often, preferring to save it for the nights when she couldn’t breathe without Zayn beside her. She was never very good, but it was a distraction and she soon became able to cope with her sudden status as an only child.
The shop never flourished the same way, but Hadeel made a pretty penny working weddings and parties and when she heard of Death Incarnate, she was struck with the realization that Zayn would have loved it. She had to try it, and luckily there was an arcade just down the road that had a room furnished with the console. With no jobs lined up, Hadeel settled down and plugged herself in, not knowing that she’d probably never come out.
IN GAME STATISTICS
↳ Username: Hadeedee
↳ Species: Succubus
↳ Class: Thief
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“If you could point me in the direction of the nearest shower, bath, sink, ocean, river, pond, lake, or insert your choice of body of water here, I would be really really really grateful.”
character: Hadeel Vasquez
words: 602
task: minor quest “he-who-must-not-be-named”
Even as a younger girl, Hadeel had always had a tendency to long for the unavailable men. Actors who she would never meet were plastered over her dorm walls in Washington DC, and when she started on video games, she’d always fall for an NPC who wasn’t a romance option. So when the bartender was friendly and handsome, Hadeel did what she always did when faced with an unavailable man. She tried to find out everything about him.
But no one seemed to know anything about him, and the realism of the universe had her avoiding talking to him. Thankfully, she didn’t really need to drink any alcohol, so avoiding the bartender was easy. Finding his pattern was easy as she hid in the crowd at the tavern, and only three days after scoping the man, Hadeel made her move.
Asking around the town was not a viable option for her, wading through dialogue was strenuous sometimes and she knew she needed to practice her skills. So in the middle of the daylight, Hadeel crept into the barkeepers rooms.
The rooms themselves were clean, though something about them seemed to trigger something in her brain as she stood next to the bed. There was a moment of discomfort as she realized exactly what she was doing. She was standing in a man’s room with the intent on learning everything about him. God, if Zayn could see her now, he’d probably die laughing, get out his phone, snap chat the entire thing, and then buy sushi afterwards. God she missed him.
Shaking herself from her reverie, Hadeel began to search. What she was searching for, she really wasn’t sure, but hopefully he had some sort of diary or even letters from a fellow npc. But a basic scan of the room revealed nothing except for a couple bottles of empty alcohol and some alternate clothes. He’d look good in those.
Fuck that was a weird thought.
Hadeel grimaced and moved on with her search. With nothing showing up on the desks and shelves, Hadeel turned to the bed and dropped to her knees. Her palms hit the ground softly, ensuring no sound was made, and Hadeel started to root around beneath the simple bed. Books were revealed when she began to sweep them from beneath the bed. It was interesting, the mix of lore and history, but unless there was a library in town and he’d written his name on them, the books wouldn’t help her. Besides, why the hell were they under the bed when he had a perfectly good shelf right there next to the door.
Maybe they were banned books. Something she would have to look into.
Hadeel memorized the title of the books and shoved them back beneath the bed. Standing, she dusted off her knees and stretched out like a cat. Next up was the desk, with all of its two drawers. A small part of her, the part that housed a memory of her idiotic brother, wanted to find a sex toy. A larger part of her expected to find a sex toy, it would be her luck.
But no sex toy revealed itself to her, and she frowned at two empty drawers.
“Seriously?” She groaned in frustration and placed her hands on her hips.
“What are you doing?” Hadeel screeched in surprise and turned to face the thankfully not the bartender npc.
“I’m looking for- the bathroom?” Her voice went up an octaves.
“Oh, well the bathroom is down the hall- this is Jonathan’s room.”
“Thanks…” Hadeel grinned at the answer and slid out the door.
Aidan swallowed hard at her words, and his cheeks turned into a dark pink. It was not that he wouldn’t want to have sex with her, despite being shy, woman hit on him a lot, and even though he turned into such a mess when they did. There were times, if not all of them, that he ended up in their bed, he wasn’t against one night stands. But he didn’t think that she would want to have sex with him, even though he was hit on a lot, he still had insecurities.
“M-Maybe we… Hm… Could find someone ta help you with that…”
“Any ideas on who would volunteer.” Power swept over her, the hesitancy in his words and manner boosting both her ego and her desire. She leaned forwards slightly, her head tilting to the side. Aidan would do in a pinch, though she had the idea that she would chew him up and spit him out by the time the full moon was over.
Apparently the moon was making everyone on edge. Tara could not figure out whether she was glad or distressed not to have the comfort of the inn right about now. “Hey, are you okay? You seem sort of worried. Is it that moon thing? Which is ten kinds of terrifying, so if you need your hci, thing, yeah, that’s… I don’t remember how that sentence started.”
“Sexual Chi.” Hadeel deadpanned. “The full moon is making me crave it- I feel like a drug addict...” She rubbed her arms, the goosebumps slowly receding at as she rubbed at them. “I’m a succubus, so sex is sorta my thing.”
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