The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

[Winged_Devil]

Feeling her ear flicker against lis lips he playfully nips at it again, laughing softly as he releases her shoulders from his grasp, and slides his hands over her upper arms.

"I would love to join you sweetie, but maybe some other time. I'm sure if you lean forward, I can get to your lower back from here in you like?"

Feeling the heat from the water he undone his shirt at the neck, allowing him to cool slightly.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*As he nipped her this time a sweet laugh accompanied the shiver. Hearing his refusal she pouted slightly before a wicked little idea came to her. Sylvie turned about and knelt on the hot tub seat, water cascading off her lush body to tinkle back into the pool with a soothin rhythmic sound. As her hands came up she'd lengthend her nails into claws. Moving preternaturally fast so her movements turned into a blur she hooked her claws into the ends of his shirt sleeves, making damn sure to get only the cloth and then swipped her hands to the center of his chest and down, effectively leaving his shirt in pieces that would fall off should gravity do its job.

Giving her best sweet and innocent smile she said "Oppsie, guess I got a bit excited. Well, your half way to bare now, if you like I can do the pants....or will you join me yet?"

 

[Winged_Devil]

Smiling warmly at her as she turned he tilted his head a little, wondering what was on her mind.

"Now Sylv, how am I gonna massage your back from here?"

Hearing his shirt rip his eyes widen and the growl in his throat falls silent, a look of shock and fear spreading across his face in a flash. Trying to grasp at the shreds of his shirt he feels the flesh of his back seporate as oily gray feathers break from his skin. Within moments full feathered wings had emerged from his back, glistening in the light as the tar-like substance coating them started to smoke gently. Getting to his feet he side-stepped out of the room, dropping to his knees as the feathered wings burst into flames. A long low growl escaping his lips as the flames died away a few seconds later, leaving him with charred black feathers, each one tipped with a dark blue colour. Getting to his feet he shakes his fully exposed wings and watches as ash falls from the feathers, still releasing whisps of smoke into the air which fog the lights above him. He reaches back to touch the wings, feeling the soft scorched feathers as a single tear rolls down his cheek.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*The laughter died in her throat as she saw his face fall. Her eyes widened as she wondered what she had done, if he'd been particularly attactched to the shirt.Opening her mouth to apologize....instead nothign came out as she gasped. Seeing the wings spring free of his back a look of shocked wonder taking its place upon her lovely face. Watchign the scene unfolding before her she saw him step out the room and at last a sound left her throat as she cried "WAIT" and jumped from the tub.

Seeing the flames she covered teh space from the door to the tub in a single leap, water flying from her body to splash upon the tiled floor. Afriad to touch the flames unsure what was happening she waited with baited breath untill they dissapated leaving him apparently unharmed.

Staring in awe at the gorgeous wings he had she had to swallow hard before she could speak.* Oh....My......WOW! Dev....sweet dev, you......You've changed! And gotten even MORE GORGEOUS! H- how is that possible!?! *Unable to help herself she reached her hand out, wanting to touch his wings, unable to see his tear*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Hearing his friends words his body shook lightly and he turned to face her, His scorched wing brushing against her hand as he turned. His dark blue eyes shining in the misty light, the exact same colour as the blue burned into his wings.

"I am so sorry my sweet Sylvie... I didn't mean to scare ya lass. As I said to ya the other night, you aint the only one who has had changes... Look what I've become..."

Reaching out he stroked her cheek with his fingertips, leaning forward to press his lips to her forehead. Whispering quietly to her that he'd be back soon before taking a small jump and spreading his wings. Rolling in the air before soaring across the room and out of the door, leaving nothing but a trail of ashen feathers behind him.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Another gasp of wonder came unbidden as his feathers brushed her hand, yet she hand no time to register what it felt like upon seeing the tear upon his cheek and unshead in his eyes. Pain, sorrow and shame hit her like a punch in the stomach, only long standing use of her empath powers kept her from doubling over and wretching.

Unable to gather her wits enough to speak she just got more and more confused as he spoke. Why was he sorry? She wasn't afraid...he was beautiful, why would that inspire fear.....and what he'd become was lovelier, stunning, awe inspiring. Her confusion showed plain as day on her face.

Only when he said he'd return, implying that he was leaving did her expression change, to worry as she tried to reach out, to hold him, to call him back. And yet she was too late- before she could get her wits he was gone.

Standing there, tears rolling down her face for the pain her friend was in she walked desolately back to the hot tub, climbing in and dunking her head under water. Comming back up the her tears blended with the beading water. Only his promise to return kept her from feeling utterly desolate. Sobbing softly and wondering at the pain her friend was in made her think back upon the pain she had been through. She hoped he too could find love and acceptance here as she had, yet that didn't change the hurt he felt now. Realizing the tears and worry were doing her no good she tried to find solace in the hot water once more.

Giving up not long after she stepped out, dried off, dressed, and headed to Mage's for the night seeking comfort.*

 

[Nightfreak]

The thump off of my boots echo threw the inferno. Looking around as the past few nights flash before my eyes seeing what has been transpiring in the place I call home. My eyes glow red as I walk threw it's silent halls the rooms all dark with only the light flicker of the torches on the walls to keep it lit. My thrust grows as I walk around heading to the bar. Grabbing a glass and a pitcher of my special blend I pop it into the microwave to heat it to my liking. Pouring it into the glass watching the red fluid slowly fill it up.

I sit down in my favorite chair after days of being away sipping my drink catching up on the current events of the day. My eyes close as I drift off into another realm in my mind a place filled with violent thoughts and my wicked actions of my past. I crack my knuckles and stand up returning the glass to the sink and the pitcher into the back. Returning to the sofa I kick up my legs and close my eyes resting for a moment.

 

[yeishia]

Yeishia dances in all dressed in green to drop off a card for everyone and then is gone again......


Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Whenever it is for you

I would usually send this individually but have not been able to this year, sorry!

Click on the title!​

 

[Winged_Devil]

Walking back into the room he staggers towards the bar, passing the pool tables before stopping in his tracks to look at himself in the bar mirror. His reflection faint and transparent, but clear enough to show his muddied body.

"Forget the booze, I could do with havin a scrub..."

Turning from the bar he heads to the showers and kicks off his boots, removing his jeans and socks to stand naked infront of yet another mirrored wall. He reaches out and turns the cold tap on full, stepping under the jets of water to rinse the dirt and ash from his chest. Bending forward he soaks his feathered wings in the cool water, looking down to watch grey spirals of ash filled water filter down the drain. He quickly washes the rest of his body before turning off the water, making sure that it is running clear around his feet to ensure there was no more ash on his body. Stepping from the shower his eyes are drawn to the Hot-Tub that Sylvie had been in a few night before, a pain piercing his chest as he remembers the events of that night.
Pulling his jeans and boots back on he walks to the bar, grabbing his coat from the bar-stool and throws it around his wet shoulders as he takes a seat. He reaches for the bottle of single malt which still rested on the bar and brings it to his lips, drinking deeply before pouring some of the liquid into his free hand. Placing the bottle back on the bar he rubs his hands together, coating then with Whisky and then rubs them over his face, exposed chest, and underarms. Laughing quietly as he whispers to himself in the light of the bar.

"Well, if anyone should smell of whisky, it may as well be a Scotsman."

Settling back in his chair he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, a low growl escaping his lips as he begins to sing quietly to himself in Gaelic. The growl in his throat rumbling quietly as the lights above him flicker and spark, his body growing warmer causing the droplets leftover from the shower to evaporate in a small haze of steam above his head. Enclosed beneith his coat his wings begin to retract, the flesh of his back closing completely once more to leave nothing but two linear scars either side of the Celtic Trident which is tattood down his spine.
His voice quietens as the singing comes to an end, his eyes opening as he reaches for the bottle. Taking another small sip as he looks around the empty bar, pulling his coat a little closer to his exposed chest.

 

[Ladythunder]

padding into the room her feet a mere whisper on the ground, shaking her head at the tune coming from Dev's lips, noting his coat without comment. Dressed down in snug fitted jeans and a t-shirt, feet bare and hair damp from the shower, perching on a stool beside him.

Impudently snatching the bottle of whiskey from him she takes a sip while her eyes laugh at his

Evening Dev, you seem to be in a decent mood?

 

[Winged_Devil]

Smiling warmly at LT he gives a small nod, watching as she sips from the bottle of whisky.

"I'm doing well Miss, just thought I'd take some time to clear my head..."

Pausing for a second he stretches back in his seat, his back and neck cracking quietly before relaxing once more.

"And how have you been yourself Miss?"

 

[Ladythunder]

pretty good, got distracted so sorry for the slow reply.

Kinda took a day for myself today at least during the daytime, did some work. Unfortunately now I pay the price for my lit threads are all backed up lol

Time to clear ones head is usually a good idea, I like to run through mine with a duster every couple weeks lol

 

[Winged_Devil]

Don't worry about the slow replies. I was distracted earlier because I'm having a movies night.
I'm watching Hot Fuzz at the moment.

You need to take a day to yourself now and then. It's the only way to break trends.

 

[Ladythunder]

hot fuzz?

is that a pink fuzzy cuffs movie? or perhaps x rated police officers....

Whats it about?

 

[Winged_Devil]

No such luck.
It's just a british comedy about 2 police officers.
(Same makers/actors as "Sean of the Dead." If you haven't seen it, you should.)

 

[Ladythunder]

oo I thought sean of the dead was hillarious...might just have to DL it and give it a shot then.

I love a funny flick.

 

[Nightfreak]

Dev that movie is funny as shit. I love that movie one of my favorites.

 

[Winged_Devil]

Pulling himself out from under the bar he dusts himself off, shaking his coat as he gets to his feet. Grabbing a bottle of whisky from the bar he brings it to his lips, taking a small sip as he looks around the room for any movement.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*The door to the bar opens and a clear sweet soprano voice can be heard singing the Glee version of Defying Gravity ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dBW4pViRTU).Dressed in a gothic style black dress, full sleeves of black lace, a square neck top showing off her cleavage, corset well laced to give her hourglass figure a little more umph. Not noticing that any one else is about- scenting Dev but knowing he'd often sleep under the bar and assuming he was out- she sweeps into the bar, putting on a private show for herself, dancing and spinning to the song, skirt flaring out, braid flying, tail swaying rhythmically to the beat*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Sensing movement his eyes flicker as he looks to the door, a small smile creeping across his lips as he watches Sylvie enter. Laughing quietly as she sings and dances around the room. He takes a small coin from his pocket and throws it across the room, grinning as it lands near her feet.

"Nice to see ya looking so happy Sylv..."

He smiles warmly at her, clapping his hands in appreciation of her actions.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Stoping stone still as the last note fades she sees a metalic glint and hears the coin spin about on the ground before settling to silence. Following its trajectory with wide eyes she finds Dev, his words wash over her though she barely heard them. She'd been caught singing....and dancing. It was her guilty pleasure, and she'd been caught at it. Especially singing one of her favorite songs! Then as he clapped she came out of her trance and darted behind the couch, dropping down to hide with a small yelp, resting her head against her knees as her face flared bright crimson*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Noticing his friend scoot behind the couch he shakes his head a little, walking around the bar as he starts to sing quetly in Gaelic. The lights in the room flash above his head as he walks past the pool tables towards Sylvie, stopping as he spots her with her head on her knees. He crouches down and silences his singing, kissing the top of her head before whispering quietly to her.

"You sounded lovely Sylv, and at least you can sing without effecting the electrics..."

He smiles warmly, staying crouched down at Sylvies level.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Hearing his angelic voice Sylvie couldn't help but look up, a soft smile of awe coming to her face, though the blush stayed stubornly in place. Dimly noting the electrical surges she was almost lost in rapture listening to Dev sing. As he walked about the couch she slowly turned her face to him, awe and admiration shining from her eyes as she looked into her friends smiling face*

But....you're voice is so.....otherworldly, ethereally beautiful. Mine is so ordinary. To be caught sining is bad enough.....but to have it be you....I'm humiliated! *once more she ducked her face to her knees, lifting up part of her skirt to hide her flushing cheeks*

 

[Winged_Devil]

His smiles fades a little as Sylvie speaks about his voice, and he growls quietly as he speaks to her.

"My voice has changed over the years Sweetie, almost as much as I have... And you have saw those whanges for yourself..."

Wrapping his arms around her he picks her up off the ground, cradling her in his arms as he smiles at her once again, trying to nuzzle at her nose even though she is hiding it.

 

[Ladythunder]

wandering into the inferno she pauses seeing Sylvie on her knees in front of Dev. then him pick her up

A million thoughts run through her head as she steps fully inside bet she doesnt air a single one. Tossing her duster over a chair back she steps up to the bar, boot soles clunking on the ground, pulling up and taking a seat finally ordering a rum and ginger neat

Evening you two, looks like..****?