“Cian. I was beginning to think you left the city.”
"Leave without attempting to seduce you? You wound me, Collette."
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“Cian. I was beginning to think you left the city.”
"Leave without attempting to seduce you? You wound me, Collette."
[Jade chuckled.] I think most gaming systems are designed to be assisting, darling.
"Were they?" She raised a brow as she paused the game as soon as she caught sight of the woman before her and she swore her smile grew even wider. "Well hellllooo. I don't believe we've had the chance to meet yet."
“What are you playing?”
"Uhm..." She really had no idea what she had been playing. Just sort of stuck in the game after she bought the damn thing and hadn't really spoken to anyone since then. Probably for the best in her opinion, she smelled too much of alcohol and sex and probably remnants of a shower from a few days prior. A glowing face came across as she saw the name and looked back up at her. "Mario Brothers or something like that."
"So there's this thing called a Nintendo DS or something? It's absolutely addicting."
.....
Vivienne’s eyes took in the woman’s form before the other could notice. The assessment caused Vivienne to roll her neck slightly. It had been some time before she had enjoyed the touch of a woman, though Danielle was always willing to let Vivienne dominate, the mistress was certain Cian could afford her what she truly desired in a female.
“You flatter me, darling, I must say it’s refreshing to see a woman Mistress that is so laid back,” smirking a little, she let her eyes wander to the stage, making a slight face, “I certainly did not approve that costume,” she growled walking over and pulling the red head down roughly from the stage and hissing, “Get the fuck out of this hideous get up and out of my fucking club.”
The whole idea of actually being called a Mistress was a hilarious thing to her, partially due to the fact that she herself didn't have a slave yet. But maybe that kinda thing didn't matter here at all and she would still be a Mistress nonetheless. A brow raised as she watched the blonde moving over to speak with the one that she had just been looking at. With the lights moving about, it was easy enough to read her lips and even that little hissing sound that channeled through the air.Â
That action alone was enough to make her advance up closer to her as she watched the dancer leaving now in a crying heaping mess. But her attention was focused back on the vampire before her. A hand raised up to rest on the small part of her back while Cian leaned in close to her ear with that smirk still on her face. "Do you have someplace private we can go? Unless you want to put on a show in front of everyone else."Â
“You don’t think being pretty much see-through is attractive? I’m sure all the vampires would think I were the most glorious meal if only all my veins were perfectly visible.” It was bad enough that they could hear every beat of her heart, never mind being able to see all the perfect spots to feed off of. No one ever drank from her and that was how she intended to keep it. “I’m yours for the taking,” she smiled. “Whenever you want me, all you have to do is get that door open.” Her small hang banged against the metal. “And I’m yours.”
Oh well how cute was that. She almost forgot how hard it was for humans to tell the difference at times. But rather than get snippy with her because she didn't know better, she simply shook her head a few times and turned to look at one of the guards. No it wasn't the one that she had recently chatted with, but he would have to do. Speaking briefly that she was going to be taking the slave out for a few hours, he was able to unlock the door and left it up to them to close it behind them.
Stepping up the slave in the cage, Cian simply offered a smile to her and offered out her hand to her to grab onto. "I'm not one of those vampires, Charlotte. But I'll admit I certainly have a bite." Only a wink was given and she hoped that would be enough.
I’m always drinking, sweetheart. But not tonight. Getting ready for work.
"Sweetheart?" She chuckled low, rolling her eyes at the same time that she shook her head. "You say that to all the females you talk to? Or just the ones that have the same taste as you do?"
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Once Vivienne had the usual issues done with the night, she sought out a guest she was looking forward to seeing. Finding her in one of the chairs near the stage, she approached her, “Enjoying my girls?”
The werewolf enjoyed the noises moving about the club: the music blaring and giving the dancers something to move to; the drunken fools that thought that with the lamest pick up line they were able to do anything they wanted. This was all Cian's bread and butter, and that's how she was able to blend in.
But soon enough that familiar perfume was wafting through her nose and she turned her attention from the current girl that she had been watching. A redheaded woman dressed as something of a slutty Little Mermaid, shells covering over those 'danger' zones. But oh how the owner was looking so much better for her attention.
Taking a brief sip from her bottle of beer, she sat up higher in her seat and set it forward on the table before getting up to stand in front of her. "I think I'm enjoying the view in front of me just fine, Vivienne. But you do have a rather beautiful selection around you."
“A few hours, huh?” Chuckling, she crossed the space between them and leaned on the bars of her cell. An orange pencil was twirled mindlessly between her fingers as she looked at the woman. “I was out of here not too long ago. A Master has me doing interior design work for him. I wouldn’t mind temporary freedom once more though.” A half-smile appeared on her face. “Why? What did you have in mind?”
Eyes briefly glanced down to look at the pencil, her question about what exactly she was doing with something like that quickly answered when Charlotte started to talk again. The human fascinated her in a way she wasn't really expecting, and maybe the fact that she was constantly behind these bars that added a bit more to that. Cian smirked subtly at the question, standing up and reaching a hand through to just touch the edges of her hair. "Oh... I think we could figure out a few things to do for a few hours. First let's get you some of that vitamin D before you turn transparent like a ghost."
Glancing down at her skin, Charlotte chuckled. “I am a little pasty, huh? Charlotte the Friendly Ghost.” She laughed and pushed some loose curls behind her ear. “I’m still…awkward, I suppose. The real world is so…unfamiliar. The air is so fresh.”
"Well now that you mention it, you are looking a little pasty." She chuckled low, crossing her arms as she leaned up against the wall next to her. Brown eyes looked at her skin, seeing how vibrant it could be if she was able to get out of the cell she was in. Licking over her bottom lip slowly, Cian finally looked up into her face with a curious look on her face. "Do you want to get out of this cell for a few hours?"
“It’s a rarity, but I do try to make an appearance from time to time.”
"You should do it more often. A little bit more sun might do you a lot of good. And there are certainly people out in the world that would want to see you about."
A soft, simple shrug was given. “I don’t know that I’m the ultimate model person of what the world used to be like, but thank you.” Shyly, she looked away with a smile that was equally shy. She hadn’t heard such spoken words towards her since the late 1940’s. Especially from someone she was sure didn’t know of her actress background from back in those days. Collette mused a soft laugh to herself. “I haven’t been truly cherished in many years, and even then I still question it.” She smiled fondly at her. “Thank you, Cian.”
It seemed almost impossible that she would think of such a thing about herself. And just saying it seemed even more ridiculous than it should have been. She gasped as she looked at her, quickly shaking her head a few times to hide a scoff. "Are you kidding me? You look like you just stepped out of one of those old 40's movies. All gorgeous and imaginary and something that anyone would want to sink their teeth into." Teeth probably wasn't what she wanted to sink her teeth into the most but it was still a nice image to think about.
"I think you should experience what it means to be truly cherished. And I'd love to show you."
A lifelong resident of Covaire. And yourself?
"Certainly not a lifelong resident of Covaire."
She was careful not to blow the smoke away into the other's face, a smile on her face while giving her body a once over. Old habits would die hard after all, and the collar was certainly not going to stop her at all. "Just a visitor come to town."