Welcome to Hell.

[Nina327]

Dont care about the other 9,999... I am not in them.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Dont care about the other 9,999... I am not in them.

Yes you are.
STop lying.

I know that you are in them.
I saw you there.
Capering about like some demented little demoness..

beating people, cutting them...

other stuff...

playing tug o war with souls

I saw you...

 

[Nina327]

Yes you are.
STop lying.

I know that you are in them.
I saw you there.
Capering about like some demented little demoness..

beating people, cutting them...

other stuff...

playing tug o war with souls

I saw you...

-bats lashes and twists a braid tween fingers-

NO Idea what in the world you are talking about...


not in the least.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

-bats lashes and twists a braid tween fingers-

NO Idea what in the world you are talking about...


not in the least.

Watches a kitty twin with one raised eyebrow

YOU are a fibber...

glides closer

I saw you...

Nods

I did...

You made me

leans in to press lips to ear...

do dirty things with you...

Nods

I still haven't found out what happened to the poor little succubus you were playing with...

 

[Nina327]

Watches a kitty twin with one raised eyebrow

YOU are a fibber...

glides closer

I saw you...

Nods

I did...

You made me

leans in to press lips to ear...

do dirty things with you...

Nods

I still haven't found out what happened to the poor little succubus you were playing with...

-a little smile grows...-



-and grows more-

Odd little feedback loop there.



-eyes narrow-

Wait a second. what level of hell am I at that you would be...

all...

whispering about dirtythings I made you do....

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

-a little smile grows...-



-and grows more-

Odd little feedback loop there.



-eyes narrow-

Wait a second. what level of hell am I at that you would be...

all...

whispering about dirtythings I made you do....

*hysterical giggling*

I found you on ALL 10,000 levels...

EVERY single one.

*nods*

 

[Nina327]

-looks so very very sweet all of a sudden-


-sticks out lower lip-


I blame it on the yummies.

-scrapes toe of shoe on the ground-

-eyes narrow so slowly-

-wicked smile blends with the sweetness-

-voice drops-

so many screams to be had.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Grins big big

You are a very, very eviiiiil woman.

I think that's why I love you.

Hugs tightly

Now, the Real World yanks me away.

Nibbles throat

See you soon.

 

[Nina327]

 

[L8tnIt]

Watches a kitty twin with one raised eyebrow

YOU are a fibber...

glides closer

I saw you...

Nods

I did...

You made me

leans in to press lips to ear...

do dirty things with you...

Nods

I still haven't found out what happened to the poor little succubus you were playing with...

* zipping pants* I found that succubi you were talking about... She was hiding under my desk.




___ I will get back to filing my paperwork- as if doing paperwork for 13 levels of Hell in the Western hemisphere wasn't bad enough... I have been outsourced to organize the filing for the 10,000 Hells in the Eastern hemisphere.

OUCH... Damn papercuts!

 

[L8tnIt]

... Chained up with arms wide open, leaving only his face unexposed by the Lone Ranger-esque mask, he stands there. Tethered in place with studded wrist bracers that are tied with hemp rope; his left arm is attached to a wire bedframe, the right arm is connected to an ornate chair. He bears a thick studded & spiked leather collor around his neck. On the ring of this collar is a tag that reads "No One's Bitch". His ankles are joined by shackles to each other...

Here you are... Fresh Meat!

 

[Nina327]

Bait

No One's Bitch?


Seems to me... You just might be everyones bitch while all trussed up.

 

[Fish_Tales]

*swims in*

Fuck!!!!

*swims out*

 

[L8tnIt]

Bait

No One's Bitch?


Seems to me... You just might be everyones bitch while all trussed up.

*guy behind mountains of paperwork speaking*
That is a part of his punishment in this Hell. It reads here *flipping through manila folder* ah... It says "Willful & does not respond to Authority. Suggested Action: BREAK HIM!"

I imagine that the Powers Above *chuckle* were thinking of you when they wrote out his case file.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Lurks in the shadows.

 

[L8tnIt]

The twitching shadow alerts this bound man. His only tell; the barely percievable darting of his eyes (hidden under the mask) towards the movement.
He stands there stoicly to bear whatever may be given to him. Sweat glistens off of his near Olympian build, reflected from the embers radiance...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The click of heels.
Four inches. Black. Slender.
Size 6...

small ankles encased by straps...

No noise.

Just that tap.
Tap.
Tap.

Getting closer. Echoing.
Until,

small girl shape slips through the open door~
the one that takes you down...

heads for the bar...

A shot glass.
icy cold, filled with Stoli.
A wedge of lemon.

Bliss.

And the heat doesn't matter.
She doesn't feel it...
and wouldn't care if she could.

Limbo.
Home of stupid blissful noises that have no meaning.

She likes it here.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Screams.

Loud, echoing. Pain filled.

They are...lovely.

Perfect drinking, thinking, blinking music.

Small girl shape wanders over to the chair...that chair.
used to be his.
And then his...

It was next to the bed that used to be...hers.
The bed that still housed the never say die (or empty) ice bucket.

She flops down.
One foot dangles over a chair arm...the other is placed with delicate precision upon the almost too hot to stand upon...floor.

The bucket joins her on a table that wasn't there before...

and now is.

The bottle of Stoli...floats from the bar to rest in the bucket.
Cut lemon wedges appear.

She has serious drinking, thinking, blinking to do.

 

[Erlind]

"You will go where angels fear to tread," a fortune cookie once told me. I kept that fortune and still have it hidden away somewhere.

I'm drawn here not by the usual things. I don't drink really and bars of any kind don't tend to be within my zone of comfort. Still I am drawn here and it is a call I must answer and that is without question.

I'm wearing clothes that feel out of place here, too heavy. Denim jeans, thick button up work shirt, and leather jacket. My hair is fresh cut in a crisp medium fade, but with a two inches or so on top still, well within regs. The chain of my dog tags is just barely visible beneath the collar of my shirt.

I move through the crowd and the noise. Endless distractions surround me, but I don't pay them a second glance. I find her and stop, leaving some distance still between us. I don't look straight at her and feel like I can't, but its clear I am here for her.

Who else?

 

[Nina327]

in the corner.. is a little ball of flame... or what looks like one..
Its her... all curled up with a blanket made of woven fire.

watching....

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Sees him.

Freshly barbered.

Looking like what he is...nothing more, nothing less.

A rugged man with time on his hands.

She studies him. All while sipping her Stoli, sucking the lemon wedge.

Tongue tip darts out, tasting salt, sweet, tart, liquor.

Burns.

Hello, E. What brings you here?

Small smile. Honey brown eyes glitter, glimmer, gleam.

The shot glass is forgotten, no longer in transit to tip tilted mouth.

And there are still screams but she doesn't hear them...all of her focus is on the man.

Denim clad.

 

[Erlind]

I steal glances of her. Lips on the glass. Deep beautiful eyes that I find bearing down on me in the moment I look into them. I break sight away from her again feeling like I was somehow wrong to look at her, though I'm not sure why.

I don't move any closer. My hands find my pockets. I know her well, but here and tonight feel different.

"Just felt like I was supposed to be here."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

She stands up. Five feet nothing of caramel colored flesh and short copper curls. The shot glass rests, forgotten, on the stand that disappears as suddenly as it had appeared. Heels tap on the burning floor as she moves to stand just before him.

One small hand trails over broad shoulder before moving upward to caress his jaw, his cheek.

I am glad you are here. Will you come sit with me? I know this isn't your normal place but I am glad to see you.

 

[Erlind]

Deep breath.

"Alright."

The word is strong, but spoken softly. She has me so strangely off balance tonight. It feels good.

I sit down next to her. I'm not afraid at all, but maybe meek is the right word. I portray strength because I feel I should for her, but it feels like the short curvy woman towers over me.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Laughter.

Giddy. Almost hysterical.

We move together to a near by couch and sit down.

My hand finds and grasps it, tightly.

Bodies align. And the heat...causes silence.



I am drifting in the real world...

but...

Leaning in to touch soft lips to his. Tongue tip darts out. Tastes. Retreats.

Disappears.