The Game Has Changed (Aurelia)

[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

So, this was different.

As a general rule of thumb, Aranai liked their place in Manhattan. There was wealth and power there unlike any other place around the world. Aranai here had access to virtually anything they desired. Most importantly, the sense of control that each and every one longs for couldn't exist any stronger than in the capital of the world. Aranai don't often willingly stay away from such a calling.

Rather, they never did. Then Alice caught wind of one individual just outside the city. An Aranai, no less, and one she'd never smelled before. At first she was sure she was imaging things. But Ghost confirmed with a bit of surveillience that there was in fact a woman there - keeping in and around city limits, yet not making no known contact with her brother and sisters. Needless to say, her interest was swept up, and that's really all it takes to get Alice moving. Perhaps it was that new faces weren't a treat the Aranai commonly indulged in. Turning humans was frowned upon, if not discouraged outright.

More important was why. Why would an Aranai subject themselves to this? Why wouldn't they reach out for help? Make themselves known? No, something was amiss. Alice, being the control freak she is, couldn't stand this. Out came Alice's motorbike, and she was on her way outside of the city.

"No, that's a lie. You don't need to do this, you want to do this."
"No, it's my responsibility to oversee my people. Ever heard that word before? Re-Spawn-So-Bil-Lah-Tea".
"HEY! I was responsible enough watch this girl, wasn't I?"
"No Ghost, you were afraid of me. That's why you did it."
"Aren't... Aren't they related?"
"No, you're afraid of me because you're not responsible and therefore require punishment for it. If you were responsible-"
"You'd find another reason to threaten me!"
"... But you'd be responsible? I wasn't trying to help you stop being threatened by me."

Silence. Golden silence.

Some time later, Alice emerged from the city, still bearing the grin of victory. It felt strange to not be surrounded by people and concrete. Instead, trees, nature and clean crisp air gave Alice her new surroundings. After so long spent within the confines of man-made environment Alice began to forget that the rest of the world wasn't like that.

When a familiar little cabin arose in front of Alice, she quickly pulled her bike to the side and parked it. For many moments Alice linged by her bike, expecting something to happen. Someone bursting out of the cabin, an explosion of some sort. Maybe even just someone shouting? But nothing stirred but the cold breeze. Somewhat deflated, the Aranai slowly made her way to the cabin door, all the while keeping aware of her surround.

It was then she noticed her hands moving of their own accord - adjusting her dark brown hair, straightening her cloak, fidgeting with her weaponry. Ensuring perfection in her appearance. What was going on? Was she... Nervous? What the hell?

She shook her head slowly. Something about this person was getting in her head - a rare feat, and this woman wasn't exactly trying either. But before she knew it, the soft sound of knocking filled her ears.

"Hello?"[/blockquote]

[AURELIA KANST]

be careful how you live and breathe,

[/font]
RELEASE WHAT'S BREWING UNDERNEATH.[/center]

The cabin. It had been left deserted for a while, Aurelia had been able to smell it when she had first crossed paths with it. It was the perfect size for a meeting place, wasn't it? That's what her victims thought, anyway. This wasn't just a simple cabin anymore. To Aurelia, it was her feasting chamber, a place she could get as messy as she wanted in while eating and not have to worry about the mess until she felt like dealing with it. She had been on the hunt for a while now, but killing in the city didn't seem like a good idea- not yet. Not many knew of her, at least that's what she'd gathered from the lack of activity being lead to her. That was good. She planned on keeping it like that for a little while longer, at least. It meant she could work better, with less to distract her focus. That focus, of course, being her Husband. In fact, he was how this entire cabin idea had really gotten worked into her head.

Since she had heard he was alive after thinking for years that he had been murdered along with their three children, Aurelia hadn't been able to contain herself any longer. It didn't matter what training she had accomplished anymore in Japan. She had suffered so much from the emotional pain from the thought of losing her entire family, the family that she had cherished so close to her heart. There was a part of her that knew she'd always love him, but then there was an even greater part that hated him beyond belief. And having accepted the file for the assassination of Benjamin Kanst, Aurelia was going to take her perfect opportunity to make him suffer in ways that could compare to her own. Before she could jump in out of no where, however, she needed to do her research. Most would follow their target, learn their habits from afar, before going in for the kill. But Aurelia knew that if she were to ever seen Ben in person, there would be no restraints. She'd rush in without a second thought and he'd know that she was alive- that she was alive, but also dead set in killing him, too.

Her Kawasaki Ninja was parked behind the cabin, out of site from the dirt trail that lead to the small structure. Aurelia, however, was inside, cleaning up after her last kill. She had put this woman through hell, even she could admit that, but she didn't feel a second of regret. The woman had been lead to believe that Aurelia was looking for some kind of romantic gestures, with wine and strawberries. To pretend to be in love with a woman for a night. The stupid bitch had fallen for it, and although it had taken a few hundred bills to be flaunted at her, Aurelia knew that she had been intrigued by the offer. She had been reading people's expressions for over two-hundred years, it was almost like reading a book with size twelve font. The woman had pleaded for her life when she realized the handcuffs weren't for proper play, that the sting she felt from them cutting into her wrist wasn't pleasurable after all. Aurelia tormented her with Benjamin's name, asking questions, getting anything and everything she could out of the pathetic human. Any information was vital. Aurel had gotten an address he had taken her to before she had sunk her teeth into the broads' neck and sucked her dry. Not that there had been much blood left in her, however.

The knock at the door hit her before Aurelia had caught the smell. She had been careless, getting too focused in the information she was currently leaning over. Her jacket was hung up, her hair a mess from the almost lay the redhead had the chance of experiencing, but her defiance had pissed Aurel off too much. The body was still cuffed to the small cot against the far wall of the cabin, lifeless, not at all bothering the vampire in her work as she pieced more information into the puzzle. But this knock... this knock was unexpected. Without a care for the blood smeared along her right cheek, she grabbed her dagger off the table in front of her and tucked it into the back of her pants for easier use, just in case the vampire who was knocking turned out to be rather unfriendly. Gripping the handle, Aurelia opened the door, leaning her shoulder against the door frame, keeping the door only open enough for her entire body to be seen. Narrowing her eyes, eyebrows pinching together, she took in the woman in front of her. She reeked of the city, a smell she hadn't quite gotten used to just yet.

"Why don't you go sell your girl guide cookies somewhere else," she muttered in a grim tone, the hand on the door tightening a bit. "I already ate."

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tag . alice
words . 836
outfit . hurr
notes . sorry it's so rambly D:

[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

Finally, Alice received the odd omen she'd been anticipating since she dismounted her bike - blood. The beautiful aroma hung in the air around the cabin, seemingly fresh. Didn't smell like the woman she'd smelled before... Perhaps she'd gotten into a scuffle?

"Why don't you go sell your girl guide cookies somewhere else," spoke a familiar face, "I already ate."

Alice cocked an eyebrow at the disengaging Vampire. She was stunning. Yet, it wasn't so much the beautiful face that caught her attention, but refreshing aura of confidence she projected. A small streak of blood gleamed on her cheek. Together with her snide remarks, Alice quickly accepted the explanation for the blood in the air. Cerulean eyes fell down to gaze at her own weaponry, hanging from her hips. Girl guide? Someone wasn't pleased to have company.

"Get many armed girl guides around here, or am I the first?" Alice replied slowly, careful to keep eye-contact with someone who seemed very desperate to be evasive. Her left hand met the edge of the door to prevent it from slamming shut on her face, which, given her eloquent first impression, seemed sort of likely. But there was no chance of that now. Contrary to what she'd told Ghost, she had sought this woman out for personal reasons. The intrigue was gripping. Someone would only go to such intricate lengths to veil themselves, if they possessed something worth hiding. She had to know what.

Hoping to win the woman with sincerity, Alice's face softened into a small smile. "My name is Alice Crysis," she said pointedly, "I'm only here to talk. I'm not sure why it is that you've shut yourself all the way out here..." Alice trailed off for a moment, taking her eyes off those of the stranger for a moment to take in the cabin once more, "but perhaps I can be of some help. I'm your Coven leader."

In the brief pause that she allowed for her to respond, Alice's eyes dropped to size up the beauty. It was then Alice found herself wondering just how it was this woman was an Aranai at all. Yes, she had the presence, the command of herself but that seemed to be it. Shifty operations weren't the ways of her people, nor shutting themselves away from the traditional Aranai values. Again, there had to be a reason for this. Some ulterior discipline had to be over riding it.

"May I come in? I promise you I won't try to sell you my cookies."[/blockquote][/justify]

[AURELIA KANST]

be careful how you live and breathe,

[/font]
RELEASE WHAT'S BREWING UNDERNEATH.[/center]

Aurelia's eyes took in the weapons without any intimidation- if whoever this woman was had wanted her dead, she probably would've taken the first chance she could when the door had been opened to try. "You're the first nuisance- sorry, girl guide that's ever been brave enough to knock." Not that it mattered. If she had smelt human, Aurelia probably wouldn't have even answered. Simply locked the door and carried on with scribbling things down, attempting to figure out her personal map. Of course, with this stranger being a vampire, she couldn't pass up the chance to see what they wanted. It wasn't everyday that she had someone of the same race knocking down her door. At least, one of her doors, anyway. So far, she wasn't interested in engaging in conversation. The quicker she was left alone to finish her mind fuckery called research the better. It kept her mind off everything else; the main one being the sexual release she hadn't been able to get before she had been forced to kill her prey.

Cocking a brow as the woman placed her hand against the surface of the door, canceling any thoughts of closing it to return to her solitude. After a moment, she let out a sigh, her eyes narrowing a bit more, her patience starting to slip. The smile did nothing to charm Aurelia, and it almost made her even more irritated. Aurel believed in being up front with people, wearing your heart on your sleeve, not covering up real intentions with soft expressions and soft voices. At least, not unless you were always like that. She ignored it, either way, letting her speak. Hearing that she was her Coven leader had Aurelia's teeth gritting a bit. She had been trying to avoid this. But what could she do to prevent it now? The woman was already in front of her, making it clear by the hand on the door that she wasn't about to walk away without getting what she wanted. "Well, Alice, I highly doubt you'll be helpful, but whatever floats your boat." Her voice was dry, brief, instantly putting up a wall.

Glancing over Alice's shoulder, peering into the darkness, she slowly stepped from the doorway, letting the door push open all the way. Turning on her heels, she made her way towards her table, scooping the notebooks and photographs she had into a messy pile, tucking them away in the top drawer. Coven leader or not, this was Aurelia's business only. "Don't mind the trash," she said out loud, glancing over her shoulder towards the naked corpse. "I haven't taken it out yet." Kicking the chair out from underneath the desk, she gripped it with her left hand, letting it spin, dropping down onto its surface when the back was positioned to be in front of her. Resting her arms on top of the chair's back, she gave Alice a curious look, watching her movements, taking in the woman silently. She hadn't picked up a threatening vibe quite yet, but that was always subject to change if Aurelia's stubbornness got in the way. It usually did.

"I'd introduce myself, but I've got a feeling I'd be wasting my breath. Unless you track down strangers and don't figure out their names beforehand, which I doubt." Tapping her hand idly against her arm, she rested her chin on top of her arms, eyelids narrowing once more. "What do you want with me?"

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tag . alice
words . 601
outfit . hurr
notes . she's so casual about dead bodies.

[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

Though she wouldn't show it, Alice was more than relieved when her mysterious host finally backed off and allowed her entry. Legitimately, she was worried that things would shut down right there in that door. Some luck, it seemed. After an exchange of glances, entry was given to Alice. She followed her kin inside the cramped cabin, pausing only to round and turn the door. But when she turned around for the final time, many things struck her at once.

The flurry of papers and sheets being crammed from view were the first thing she took notice of. No idea what was on any of them, aside from the occasional blood spatter. Which Alice learned, as she followed the direction of her words lead her, was most likely from a naked, desecrated corps laying slashed violently across the room.

So. She was.. Different.

After this Alice turned her focus towards the now sitting Vampire. Her expression now one of mild interest and intrigue. Catlike.

"Remind me to warn my fellow girl guides on my way out that you like your space.. " she commented, trying to piece things together in her mind. Too many pieces were missing still. As was pointed out to her, she in fact did not even know her name. "In my haste I spared all the details that could be spared at the time. I was eager to find you, though I don't think it needs much explaining as to why," she shrugged, rolling her eyes towards the desk where something important to her person was being concealed from Alice.

Alice took a few steps backwards, heavy foots falls sounding loudly throughout the small home. She propped herself up against the door, and took in her new kin with a gaze of appraisal. "What I want, is to know a little more about just what you're up to here. You're obviously trying hard not to hide something. But unless that something is something along the lines of treason, I don't think it can hurt to let me in on it. Of all the people in this city, whom do you think can help you accomplish or find what it is you need quicker? If I was here to harm you, I would have done it by now and I would not have been alone." Alice paused briefly, dropping her eyes to the floor in silent contemplation.

"Knowledge, for power. Honestly what have you to lose?"
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[AURELIA KANST]

be careful how you live and breathe,

[/font]
RELEASE WHAT'S BREWING UNDERNEATH.[/center]

She didn't like that. How Alice's body moved to press agianst the door, blocking her only immediate escape route. Breaking a window would take too long, seconds she could be using to make a retreat instead. The female vampire registered this instantly, but she never let it hit her face. Her eyes remained steady, calm, her expression displaying her slight irritation for the interruption, though also open to hear whatever she was there to talk about. It had peaked her interest slightly, though not enough to be overly cozy about the situation, as she was sure Alice had already picked up. "If you had been here to harm me, I wouldn't have opened the door." A ghost of a weak sadistic smile turned the corners of her lips up, a gleam of dangerous mischief flashing within her eyes. "You sought out a stranger to try and bargain power to? That's a little risky, isn't it, Alice?" Lifting her chin, Aurelia lifted a hand to push some of her hair behind her ear, brushing the drying blood on her cheek. Knitting her eyebrows together, she trailed her finger down her cheek bone, collecting some of it on the tip of her middle finger.

"What kind of power could you give me that I couldn't take myself?" Arching a brow as her middle finger came up to her lips, Aurelia's tongue slipped from between them. Dragging the tip of it over her skin, she collected the blood in one sweep, slowly pulling her tongue back into her mouth for a proper taste. "You can call me Aurelia," she said as she raised herself from the chair, pushing it out of her way. Taking a few steps towards Alice, she pressed both her hands against the door on either side of the woman's shoulders, eyes deeply boring into her own. However, she didn't make any sudden movements, not wanting her body language to give off the impression she was trying to be hostile. "But lets get one thing straight before I even consider breathing my last name to you," her lips found their way to Alice's right ear, letting her breath tingle against the woman's skin. "To me, you mean absolutely nothing but a woman who claims to be my Coven leader. I've never stepped foot inside my Coven. I'm not even American." Pulling back just enough to see her face, she took in the woman's eyes, the bridge of her nose, all the way down to her lips. "To me you're nothing but a stranger."

Pushing off the door, Aurelia let out a sigh and turned on her heels. Crossing to the cot, she pulled the handcuffs' key from her pocket and started to unlock the dead woman's wrists. "Show me I can trust you, and I'll tell you everything you want to know. Up until then, don't bother riding my ass unless you can handle the buck." Casting her a challenging glance as she lifted the human's body over her shoulder, Aurelia walked towards a corner of the room that held nothing but an old bookshelf leaning against the wall, as though the wood was incapable of supporting itself any longer. Dragging her right boot over the carpet's edge, she rolled it back and revealed a cellar door. Crouching, she pulled the handle with her free hand and wedged it open, steadying it before letting the woman's lifeless body crumble into the darkness below. She'd rest with her many other victim's corpses down there, where no one would ever see them again.

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tag . alice
words . 614
outfit . hurr
notes . is it just me, or are there sexual puns all over this thread?

[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

She folded her arms slowly as Aurelia grew closer to her, not sure how to take her sudden shift of enthusiasm. It wasn't hostility, physical hostility anyways, that she was sensing out of her. But she was clinging to her defense of obscurity as though her life depended on it. Alice kept her composure. She smirked back at the female Vampire at the mention of her objectives being risky.

"Nothing worthwhile comes without risk. I'd rather take the risk than wish I had," she replied hotly, not particularly enjoying someone questioning her leadership methods. Especially someone foreign. But, if she had understood in the first place, they wouldn't be having this struggle. "I'd rather know what's going on, for better or for worse, than have it creep on me. Call it responsibility." It was one thing to have a problem bite you in the ass. It was another to have it bite your ego and dub you lethargic as well.

There was something provocative, if not Valen-like, in the sensual manner in which her host took her finger inside her mouth. A complete paradox put beside the defiant nature of her words. As if to bribe Alice to wade through the verbal trials in order to receive the bounty lying beneath the surface. If that were the case, Alice would have her continue. There were no objections in her books.

Finally though, this woman - Aurelia, asked something that Alice could pose a serious response to. Power. The one thing Alice knew inside out and backwards. The one thing she knew she had. "You don't know much of your own kind in these parts, do you?" That ruled out her objectives having much to do with the Aranai. Though, if they did, she'd have sought them out anyways. Alice took a step forward, bringing them nearly nose to nose as Alice whispered back. "We have wealth. We have manpower. We have intelligence. If you need to find anything, we can purchase it. If we can't, we'll make it. If you need to find someone, it can be done too. After all, I find you pretty damn quick didn't I?" The aroma of blood draw manyfold at this distance. The remnant of the crimson streak across her cheek now snaking into her mind and sapping her focus. "It's all at my disposal. If you are here for a purpose, I can see it done faster, more efficiently, and subtler. The latter of which seems to be important to you."

It was then that Aurelia descended upon Alice's ear, drawing even closer than she would have dared a stranger to. They were nearly in an embrace. All Alice could do at this distance was bask in the heavenly scents that surrounded her as words fell through her ears. But, the very second Alice took to accepting it, it vanished, leaving her head swimming with only the last given thought. "You're a stranger."

She didn't really know what to say at this point, both because she didn't know how to display 'trust', and her mind was going in a few different directions at once. Although Alice full on expected some resistance, she still found herself biting her lip in silent contemplation. There wasn't a whole lot she could do with the nothing she was given back, to provide some sort of offering of trust to Aurelia. If she'd said, "You could do this", or "give me that", Alice could have seen it done. Perhaps she just wasn't very crafty in thought. Either way, Alice was frustrated.

And so she held her tongue behind her teeth as Aurelia began disposing of the body. Unable to do much else, Alice unstrapped her three swords, tossing each at the feet of Aurelia. Immediately after, her pistols found their way on top of the pile. "Fine," she submitted, speaking to the back of the busied woman, "How would you suggest we do this; what'll make you see you can trust me?" Alice made her way to the chair vacated by Aurelia prior, spinning the chair to face Aurelia and her trap door before taking a seat. Her bluetooth earpiece, more or less her lifeline, also found itself removed by Alice, placed gently on the table before she continued. "Do we need to grow acquainted with each other? Do I need to prove my prowess or capabilities to you? I don't think I'm going anywhere, so speak your mind, Aurelia. Perhaps if you were to actually open up, this might even be a little fun."[/blockquote][/justify]

[AURELIA KANST]

be careful how you live and breathe,

[/font]
RELEASE WHAT'S BREWING UNDERNEATH.[/center]

What would've been a laugh, if Aurelia had actually been able to express amusement as normal as any given human, escaped her lips. It was a little more sarcastic than anything, closing her eyes for a moment before she pretended to catch her breath. Coven leader or not, she really had a way of pushing her nose into her business without much hesitation. "If I needed your resources, I would've come to you for them when I first got here- three months ago." Her eyes flashed a bit, a little hint of a smug tone to her voice. "Actually, you've taken a lot longer to find me than I figured. At least, it's taken you long to approach me, anyway." And if she thought that this tiny cabin was her home, Alice wasn't going to be in for a pleasant surprise. But Aurelia wasn't stupid enough to reveal the location of her private estate, not unless she either absolutely needed to or trusted whoever it was with her life; something she rarely ever did anymore. "That, and I've always considered working alone to be the cleanest solution. Less people to fuck up my plans." No one enjoyed people - let alone strangers - mucking up their history, emotions, and mental stability all at once, now did they?

The sound of Alice's weapons being undone and tossed her way hardly phased Aurelia on the outside. On the inside, however, she was contemplating. There was no real way to tell a vampire's age, but she was going to go out on a limb and assume she was either near three hundred or over. A vampire that old didn't need weapons to kill accurately, which meant she was still a threat without the accessories. On the other hand, her pulling her headset off her ear was something Aurel could appreciate. Sure, it wasn't something Alice needed to survive, but it was a small form of respect Aurelia hadn't seen in a while. That wouldn't make her come Alice's butt-buddy, though. There was still a long way to go to earn Aurelia's trust. Placing your communication device right behind you on a desk wasn't going to win all of it all at once. "You can't force a cat to take to the owner with love and affection," she mused softly as she closed the door, stepping on it securely to make sure it was latched properly. Standing properly, she kicked the dirty rug back over, turning to face Alice when she was finished. "And if you try, that cat will never be interested in coming to you when you call it."

A grin pulled at her lips once more, and Aurelia was slowly stepping towards the chair she had been sitting in moments before. She over stepped Alice's weapons entirely, not even glancing down to size them up, to take in what she had been packing on her person. It was irrelevant; like she had thought earlier, if Alice were to have been there to kill her, she would've already made a move. "There's a lot you need to learn about me," stopping in front of the woman, she tilted her head to the right a little, inhaling a deep breath calmly. "One thing being that I can fun without opening up at all. At least, without wearing my heart on my sleeve." There was that lust, making itself present in her choice of words, the look in her eyes. "And excuse me, for being a little hesitant to open up to a woman I've never met before. If you haven't already been able to tell, I don't keep them around for long. Not alive, at least." Aurelia's left hand lifted, extending just enough to let her index and middle fingertips trail along her high cheekbone, barely applying any pressure to the touch. "But it's not every day that a woman who looks like you comes to me..."

In what felt like no longer than a second, Aurelia's hand had moved down to her chin, gripping it a little tense. She tilted Alice's chin up, pulling her slightly forward as her body shifted to close the distance between them. With her right hand gripping against the back of the chair, leaning her body more into the vampire underneath her, she gave a seductive smile before allowing her lips to descend on Alice's. It wasn't rough, not at first. Aurel's lips were paced as she pressed more into the kiss, closing her eyes after a moment or so. Releasing her chin to slid her hand into the woman's hairline, pulling her deeper into the kiss. It didn't take long for Aurelia to get tired of standing, to get tired of the lack of contact they were actually sharing. Her unfulfilled need to have a body close to her was starting to show, and she pulled herself into Alice's lap, straddling her waist closely. The second she was settled, her right hand lifted from the chair's back and cupped the left side of her face, trailing her tongue along the woman's bottom lip in a hungry manner, asking for entry.

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tag . alice
words . 888
outfit . hurr
notes . sorry for the wait, and how cruddy it is D:

[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

Thoughtful exchanges of words passed back and forth like a tennis game. And though no winner would be decided through such exchanges, a loser could be crowned - Alice. For if she did not turn Aurelia over, she'd gained absolutely nothing, and Aurelia would walk away from Alice. At this point in the game, she wasn't about to allow that. Not when she was so close she could taste it. Silence took over Alice once more. All she could do at this point was keep her mouth shut and hope for Aurelia to toss her a bone.

When Aurelia closed the space between them so quickly, so nonchalantly, Alice didn't know what to think. Last time she'd gotten so intimate, only to leave just as expeditiously. This, felt different though. As Alice peered into Aurelia's eyes, she found a longing and desire staring back at her, one she'd not expected. Lust? Really? Hot damn. It was in this moment that Alice realized this woman to be more or less exactly the same as Alice in the most important ways. Her will was indomitable, she was cunning, beautiful and knew how to work words in her favor. Now she was also a horny fuckfest waiting to happen? Alice was about ready to name her Second in Command.

Before she had time to think further, her mind was reduced to static by a cool touch upon her face. There was no controlling the gentle affectionate sigh that soon followed, until Aurelia's lips met her own. Her gentle, yet dominant manner with Alice told Alice just what she wanted to know though. If she were to be vicious and forceful, she was angry, threatened or otherwise unhappy with Alice's presence. But she wasn't. This was good. And with that thought, Alice let the rest of her mind fade away with the soft, irresistible body that fell unto her lap.

Despite all of Alice's better judgment telling her otherwise, Alice could only encourage Aurelia in her dominance of Alice. With her right, she grasped the womans rear and tugged her forward up her lap. Her left hand became wrapped around the back of Aurelia's head. She was being teased by that tongue. In all honesty, she could think of a dozen places she'd rather have it than drawing circles around her lip.

Then she got it.

A little more forceful this time, Alice tugged Aurelia's lips a little south of her lips. Towards her neck. The one thing she could offer this woman that she would dare not offer anyone else. Something to prove trust. And Alice's biggest turn on.

"Perhaps you'd warm up to me quicker with my blood trickling down your throat?" Alie could feel her breathe upon her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Quickly she recounted all the things that Aurelia would see with a reasonable amount of her blood; searching Aurelia out, the Aranai HQ, a few key passwords to Frostbite, her last scuffle with Ben in his HQ when she ran him through with a sword and left him pinned to the wall, some counsel with Kara Aldridge, maybe even some of her latest arms research. Oh well. Nothing she feared this woman knowing, not when she had so much more to gain. "I don't offer this to every girl who climbs into my lap," she cooed playfully.
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[AURELIA KANST]

be careful how you live and breathe,

[/font]
RELEASE WHAT'S BREWING UNDERNEATH.[/center]

Fortunately, Alice was a much better kisser than the woman who Aurelia had needed to kill before she was properly finished with her. The desire to feel something, anything, in the form of release had her blood flowing at a fast pace, her heartbeat sounding her ears as though it were the worst migraine from hell. But it didn't hurt. The only thing that was remotely in pain was the heat between her thighs, the unsatisfied urge to put it out too strong to ignore. It was convenient, that Alice didn't seem to mind the sudden advance, but Aurelia knew that even if she had put up a struggle, it wouldn't have mattered. Aurel was used to take things she wanted, and it was rare she'd ever heard a 'no' uttered from someone's lips unless she was about to kill them. Even then, most times, her victims weren't even given the chance to process the fact that they were going to die- call it a small favor from their killer, or just simply impatience. Aurelia couldn't care less, just as long as she came out on top.

The second she felt Alice's lips tug her own, the hint was made clear, and Aurelia registered it instantly. She wasn't going to give in so easily, however, wanting to hear some kind of reaction from the woman before she allowed her fangs to actually sink in to her neck. Instead, she trailed her lips along the soft skin, her own eyes closing as she exhaled her breaths against her neck in drawn out sighs. Every shiver, Aurel could feel. She could feel the hair on the back of her neck standing from Aurelia's breath, and she absolutely loved it. A dark laugh barely escaped the back of her throat, brushing the tips of her fangs against Alice's neck, seeking the perfect spot. She said nothing, for there was nothing to be said. It wasn't like Aurelia was about to thank her for a gesture like this- not yet. Instead, she tucked her mouth more into the crook of her neck before penetrating her skin suddenly, uncaring if the movement had been too rough or forced.

Lifting her right hand to push into Alice's hair, she gripped the dark strands tightly, forcing her head to tilt the opposite way. Her veins were even more exposed this way, and as Aurelia's tongue slid along her punctured skin, a groan pressed into the woman's neck. Her hips were unable to remain still, grinding into Alice's with animalistic need. Closing her eyes against the memories, she pulled Alice's hair tighter within her fist, hunching over her neck more. Aurel's left hand moved to her shoulder, starting to push the leather trench coat down Alice's arm. Slowly, her right let go of her hair, sure that Alice wouldn't do much to move from the position she had put her head in, and started to work the opposite arm out of her coat. Letting it drape over the back of the chair, Aurelia suck her teeth in once again, ravishing in the images behind her eyelids. Her hands found the zipper to her corset and started undoing it, quickly getting rid of the unneeded item and tossing it aside. It wasn't until she got to Alice's body suit zipper that she saw him, and Aurelia reacted on instinct.

Pulling back from the woman's neck, she let out a furious groan. Of course, something so good would be ruined by such an image. Without even thinking, she lifted herself on her feet and pushed Alice's shoulders back, tipping the chair with her form. Her chest heaved within her shirt, pushing a hand into the front of her hair, gasping as she tried to center herself. What the fuck had that been? With a snarl, a feeling almost like betrayal creeping up the back of her throat, she grabbed the ear piece Alice had made the mistake to take off and crushed it within her palms. Letting the rubbish crumble to the cabin's dirty floor, she stepped over Alice's body quickly and grabbed the woman's shoulders, pulling her up. Without a single word, she flung Alice's body towards the bed, quick to pin her wrists above her head after she had landed on the mattress. The image of Alice piercing her husband's heart with a sword had enraged her, but she couldn't figure out why. Whether it was because she hated the fact that anyone other than her had any desire to put him through a living hell, or just the simple fact that Alice knew where he was, she couldn't tell.

"You're already a pain in my ass, and you haven't even been in the same room as me for more than an hour." Narrowing her eyes, she licked Alice's neck, catching the smear of blood from her rushed departure. "You haven't made me trust you... you've proven nothing but the fact that you're my Coven leader," unable to help but dig her nails into the woman's wrists, hoping to draw more blood, her eyes narrowed dangerously down at her. "But I need you." Lifting her upper body, she exhaled heavily, the grip on her wrists getting tighter. "It figures, that the one thing I'd want to do all by myself, I need a guiding hand if I want to get it done within the next month." Slowly, she pressed a kiss to Alice's lips, enjoying the fact that a bit of her own blood had wiped off on her bottom lip. Resting her lips near Alice's ear, Aurelia breathed against her lobe for a moment, finding the time she needed to swallow her pride. "I want Benjamin Kanst."

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[ALICE CRYSIS]

STILL A CREDIT TO YOUR RUSE, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL EXCUSE
TO NEVER OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND SEE THE THINGS YOU LOSE

There was absolutely no doubt in Alice's mind that her offer of blood would go refused. Such an intimate offering blood was; between Vampires a commodity. Veins were flowing rivers of knowledge and power. And to someone wishing to avoid something within the city, a little more knowledge really couldn't hurt. More importantly, in the heat of the moment, it cemented Aurelia's position straddling Alice upon the chair. Though she hated herself for it, that was starting to matter a whole lot more than whatever it was she'd originally dropped by for. It wasn't like her to care so much about physical satisfaction, let alone from a woman. Somehow, the woman grinding so fiercely against her hips had completely slipped through the cracks. She could hardly believe that it had been so long that she was capable of breaking down and submitting utterly.

Idle thoughts were sapped away instantly by the sudden tightness of fangs penetrating her delicate flesh. Cerulean eyes opened wide, and Alice could do little else but give a soft shiver of approval. Something about something beneath her flesh, a tongue scrapping along her nerves - it was an arousal unlike any other. There wasn't any resistance at all when her head was torn backwards by the roots of her long hair. Before she was remotely aware that she was moving, her left hand had already snaked around Aurelia's neck. Nails dug into her flesh, lightly digging into her skin and pressing her just a little deeper in. And her right continued to grasp her ass, helping the intensifying rhythm of her hips. She could feel a handle taking down the zipper on her corset, and then a violent explosion from Aurelia, a bellow of ecstasy. Or so she thought.

In the moments as Aurelia leaped to her feet, Alice wondered if she was going to move things along to the softer bed sitting so close by, teasing them both. But she never expected her to lunge forward and knock Alice right backwards. With eyes wide she couldn't comprehend fast enough what had happened until the ground rose up and slapped her right in the back of the head. A single cough of air erupted forth, causing her to brace her chest.

"Wh-Wha" Alice tried to speak, but found herself otherwise winded from the fall. Normally a painful experience, but when you don't need to breath, it's nothing more than just a nuisance. More to the point, what the fuck? Alice wondered if she had done something wrong, or worse, if this was some kinda of trap. A wave of self loathing swept over the Vampire. Was this a really, really well done trap, all to get her blood? A plastic snapping sound caught her attention. Her earpiece. What the actual fuck was wrong with her? She couldn't possibly have known Alice left the earpiece on, could she?

Before Alice could contemplate anything further, the action had resumed once more. Lifted by her shoulders, Alice was on her feet in a flash, and knocked right back off of them even quicker. Onto the bed she flew, arms pinned high above her head by Aurelia's surprisingly powerful grip. Bewilderment and relative state of pleasure and arousal all but crippled Alice ability to resist up to this point. Yet, as she tried to tell her body to fight back, Aurelia countered by simply returning her face, specifically her tongue, to Alice's neck. Shuddering, Alice gave up again. Was this violent behavior simply her nature when she got aroused? More words fluttered through Alice ears, and she barely even cared. The pain in her wrists accented overwhelming sensation of her neck. She didn't really want to care about anything else.

Until she cooed the name "Benjamin Kanst".

Everything seemed to pause right then and there. If her heart were beating, it would have skipped a beat or two. Ben? Why the fuck did she need Ben? A twinge of regret slapped Alice upside the head as she realized that it was quite probable that she saw him in whatever memories she received from Alice. She couldn't even lie about it now. Alice alertly gazed into Aurelia's eyes for a moment, as if the answer would present itself deep in their colour. Her body stopped writhing. "What do you need with Kanst?" she asked, as poker faced as could be. "And what is he exactly to you?" With a beautiful woman restraining and on the verge of pleasuring her was not the way she ever pictured being asked about Kanst. But something really didn't make sense. All Vampires around New York knew better than to fuck with him. Let alone an Aranai. She really was from out of town... Just what had he done now? Fucked and dumped her?[/blockquote][/justify][/color]