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Post by Zuyuri on Aug 28, 2017 6:10:32 GMT
Cruella reclined against the red and black love seat from her balcony. The witching hour had begun at Mina, which meant her favorite time of the night was occurring. This time, that little brat Adeline wasn't here to turn the sprinklers on. The sprinklers were on, but they were raining something besides water.
It was raining blood.
The minute the first few drops hits the people dancing on the floor, dancing in lights that were a vibrant red and staining all the white hues a magenta hue, the drunken humans that were trapped either on the floor or behind the closed doors were in trouble. Her girls were opening their mouths to elongate their fangs. Screams of pain echoed through the music and through the delighted purrs of hungry werewolves and vampires getting their taste.
The only humans spared were the handsome men hypnotized into pouring wine, laced with O positive, into her glass. She sipped it, smiling as the bloodiest ball continued below.
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 1, 2017 6:15:40 GMT
"Quite the little spectacle. I do so enjoy watching you at work, Cruella."
The voice, somehow gently sweet and yet dangerously seductive spoke from behind where the were-vampire hybrid reclined well away from the staining spray of the blood rain. The lovely figure of Lilith appeared, dressed to kill in a white gauzing dress, and walked gracefully to stand beside the owner of Mina. She was as beautiful as ever but the purple in her eyes flashed demonically as she dragged something large and limp with one hand behind her.
It was one of the men who had come into Mina that night looking for a good time. As had become the norm, Lilith had approached the human as if she were just another of the girls working. She had flirted with him, danced with him and then offered to take him upstairs into one of the private rooms for 'a time you won't soon forget.'
The young man had come eagerly enough, his tongue practically dragging on the floor at this proposition. However, once they had entered the room and sat on the bed, the moment their lips had met she had dropped the act and fed freely.
Now she smiled delightedly down at the carnage before her while the human hung bonelessly from her fist, almost dead but not quite.
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 4, 2017 5:20:10 GMT
"Do pull up a chair, Lillith."
Cruella didn't bother turning from the carnage. Why would she when the demon who had come to join her was standing by and doing exactly what she was. Eatching the world bleed out. Bleed out beautiful tasting blood. The blends would be messy for average human janitors, but this place was careful to avoid detecting the police. Any cops who would come here would have to think twice coming in at this late hour.
The man Lilith carried had the look of a puppy dog. A doting sweet puppy who had just gotten off on anesthesia. Cruella pulled out her cigarette holder, the pointed side facing the skin, and pierced it until a small bead of blood fell. She licked it, finding notes of chile powder and curry.
"Hmm, AB positive," she reported. "Not bad, not bad at all."
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 10, 2017 23:08:06 GMT
"I would be delighted."
With that said, Lilith dropped the man in a heap next to Cruella before taking a seat in one of the plush chairs her hypnotized lackey had pulled up next to his master. She sank onto the fabric gracefully, her own skin positively glowing with the life force she had just consumed from the young man.
She watched with the same gently vicious smile on her lips as Cruella pierced the unconscious man's skin and sampled his blood.
"Well, if his blood tastes anywhere as good as his life force, I think you should find the fare quite enjoyable if nothing particularly unique."
All this was spoken in a sweet voice as the screams below them began to stop abruptly one after the other and be replaced by the sounds of feeding.
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 11, 2017 3:31:57 GMT
The faintest sense of happiness spread through Cruella's heart as Lilith accepted the offer to sit with her. Often the company that chose to stay were had been hypnotized or forced by the promise of money to pay off corrupt security or to pay for an extremely rare artifact that would benefit her run of this side of town.
She finally had somewhat of a companion. When she was a child, all of her other playmates were mortals or absolutely unaware of how playing with her went. If you didn't follow her rules, your throat would be ripped out. Lilith knew her place, and thus there was no bad issues.
"Indulge me. How exactly does one feed on their life force?"
She picked up the limp arm of the man Lilith had recently fed up. The vein wasn't pulsing, but the blue-green line in the crease of his elbow was a silent cry of 'bite down here for the best shot.' The screams were silent as they became fed, but that wasn't important. What was important was that her pack had their meals and would rinse the blood in their provided baths.
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 11, 2017 4:22:16 GMT
"Oh Cruella, one might ask how the spider feeds on the fly or the lion feeds on the antelope. It's instinct."
Lilith said this in a lightly teasing voice as she crossed one leg over the other, the fabric of her dress a brilliant spot of white in a room swimming in red. The She-Demon held out a hand and immediately one of the entranced men placed a wine glass in it, pouring out a measure of Riesling wine into it.
She sipped at the cool liquid and smiled at her companion. Cruella really was the perfect partner to have and the arrangement they had made saw that each of them received what they wanted without any conflict between them.
"Would you like to know what the best part of a life force is?"
She smirked at the hybrid owner and took another drink from her glass before continuing without the need of an answer.
"It's the last trace, the final piece drained from them that stills the breath, ends the pulse and stops the heart. That is the truly powerful part, the last moment of life before death."
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 12, 2017 5:09:51 GMT
"Instinct brought out by someone who seemed harmless."
With a crazed cackle, Cruella snapped her lighter open. The silver gleamed in lieu of the red lights, and the tiny golden ball of flame was dancing in front of her cigarette, turning the tip a crisp black. '
But staring at the flame made her blood boil. That witch girl...Adeline...a cigarette lighter to the sprinklers had ruined a feeding. She'd track that brat and they'd get even. Perhaps Lilith would find her life a worthy feed.
Speaking of which...she glanced at the white haired maiden, who was cupping a Riesling, which glowed bright in her hands.
"I do wish to apologize for the inconvienences last week. Once we find the little black kitten who started this mess..."
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 14, 2017 5:38:44 GMT
"Yes.... I was wondering what caused the interruption."
Lilith's eyes flicked for a moment, showing just the smallest hint of annoyance in their depths. She had been 'preoccupied' with another young man in the upstairs rooms when the fire alarms had suddenly gone off in the club. She was just about to start feeding but the alarm had startled her prey greatly, so much so that he had started to stammer about a fire and if the room was starting to smell like smoke. She had tried to calm him, to keep him with her so that she would still have her meal, but to no avail. The coward had bolted from the room and out one of the fire exits, leaving her alone on the bed with an empty stomach.
"Tell me of this little stray."
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 14, 2017 15:39:00 GMT
"I'm not sure if she was there to watch the Hex Girls or was acting as a spy," Cruella answered.
Her blood stained teeth curled back, sharpened to points. She was about as annoyed as Lilith was remembering that night. The girl could have set off the blood sprinklers if she had access to the timer, which only a few trusted girls had access to. Instead, the fire sprinklers had gone off started by a small flame. The only other fire in the building had been cigarette lighters and no one had the audacity to set it out without the risk of being devoured by the were-cat bouncer Cheetah.
"She was far too young to be in my establishment. At least, too young in appearance. She had black hair, hazel eyes, and she stank of demon interference. I would feel sorry for her, but," she licked the blood off her teeth "if thisxdemon has bloody money I could weasel a bargain."
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 16, 2017 8:59:38 GMT
Lilith listened with only half an ear as Cruella spoke, her eyes focusing instead on the girls feeding below where they sat. Mostly she had asked out of a small curiousity and nothing more. However, when her companion mentioned how the girl had reeked of demonic energy, her whole demeanor changed instantly.
Her head snapped around so that her inhuman gaze was locked onto Cruella's, her posture like that of a cat that has just spotted a mouse and the very air about her suddenly seemed to spark with a charge.
"Demonic interference...."
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 16, 2017 22:21:33 GMT
"Yes. Suprised you haven't run into those who sell their soul to demons. They could point you to an all you can eat buffet. After all, you can eat all the darkness you want and your pretty little form wouldn't bulge in the slightest."
The vamp-were queen struck her lighter open to let the flame pass over Lilith's face. The demon sitting next to her looked...on edge. Because of their housing agreement, Cruella hadn't bothered much with the lithe figure. She just kept the policy to a don't ask-don't tell setting. Yet why was she so interested? Was demon her favorite meal?
"Unfortunately I think it was past its prime or the deal didn't go through because it had a stale after-scent." She broguth the lighter to her lips and puffed casually. "But if that's your taste, darling..."
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 19, 2017 5:27:24 GMT
Lilith said nothing at all the entire time Cruella spoke. She merely sat in the chair with wine in hand, her face suddenly unreadable but that strange glint still present in her violet eyes. She continued to keep her silence as the blood feast below drew to an end, each of the girls' hunger sated for the time being. She didn't even glance once at her companion as the girls withdrew from the stained floor and began to remove any stray spots of crimson from their person. It wasn't until the cleaning crew began to dispose of the 'leftovers' that she finally spoke.
"Tell me, what exactly did this scent smell like? I do please leave out no details."
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 20, 2017 4:30:07 GMT
Cruella slumped back in disappointment as the red lights dimmed away. Patches of scarlet blood and a few pieces of human or Other tissues, such as bitten off ears or tongues, still littered the ground. A few other unmentionables had been left behind, but there were being picked up in the whirlwind of weres and vampires and demons teaming to get the floor as spotless as it could be. Lord forbid a health inspector to find a patch of blood and have her whole empire go to waste. She set her cigarette down to tap the ashed section near her chin, the smoke curling to imitate a thought bubble.
"Well, you know the smell of a raw lamb? Sweet but gamey? Imagine that if it were smothered in the sweetness of apple. That was the smell."
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Post by neverlandlostgirl on Sept 20, 2017 4:43:13 GMT
"Really? That is quite the unique scent..."
Despite the fact that the entertainment for that evening was over and the last remains were being removed from the club, Lilith still kept her gaze fixated on the lower floor as if she had a great deal on her mind. Cruella might think that her only interest in this young woman was as another, rarer source of food. However, the She-Demon's thoughts ran in a very different direction if the demon to which this girl had bound herself was the one she thought it might be.
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Post by Zuyuri on Sept 22, 2017 4:34:21 GMT
"Which scents tantalize you the most? Perhaps I can work on bringing them both to you and to whet the appetites of my girls. Druggies and guidos are become a bore."
The other thing Cruella was tiring of was what she called 'fast food'. These were the people that just came into the club before feeding hour and the thrist for blood was so great that the kill had to be discrete. Lilith's eyes were locked long and hard on the floor that the hybrid found herself staring at the scarlet remains that were being swept literally under the rug. Cleaners would care for that damage. The lights were dimming in the venue and the girls were undoing bustiers and bras, sighing in relief.
"Ah ah, darlings!" Cruella waved her cigarette holder at them "you know the rules about baring after a feeding."
A few of the girls grumbled and retreated back. Others guiltily picked up their tossed off lingerie. The rule was that baring often showed signs of pregnancy, which meant bad services even after hours. Worse, a weak spot exposed could mean a potential power struggle becoming much more physicial and leaving clients without help.
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