It took Roddy a few moments to recover after Mara had introduced herself.? The brief glance she'd favored him with had left him left him feeling like he'd been weighed and found... not completely wanting. The intensity of her eyes though sent an involuntary shiver straight down his spine that somehow ended up in his balls - but only after passing through his bowels and making him think he was about to shit himself.

"Hi," he finally managed, standing up to address the others.? "I'm Lightning Rod.? I... make things attract electricity.? The longer I focus on something, the more electricity is gonna zap it.? Normally I'd give you a demo but doing it indoors is kind of risky."? He glanced at Mara and felt the need to sound more impressive.? "I've done some jobs for the local Chechen mob," he went on, smirking as he added "Knocked this one flying chick who was giving them problems right out of the sky.? Fried her sorry ass pretty good." With that, he sat down quickly, wondering if he'd impressed the snake-woman. And wondering what he'd do next if he had.

(Raine)

He arched his eyebrow at his would-be lover. He frowned even though it was hidden as he only trusted her with his secret and now, he had to trust the rest of this group. He smiled as he knew if something went wrong at least he would get to kill them. He hadn’t caused a head to pop with microwaves for a while now. Only for her would he do something even remotely close to this.

He listened to her give instructions as he listened to everyone's abilities, he was too much like his father for his own good already plotting how those there could be best used for their skills and abilities. Jordie was clearly a techie that would come in handy for all of them. The first thing he needed was to make all members of this group disappear. Effective to not be traced.

He knew Liza…good with calculations. He had worked with her a couple of times to turn his allowance into a large some which currently made washing money a bit easier as they made it roll through enough shell and legit corporations for it to be squeaky clean.

They had worked with Mara enough times to trust her and be aware of her, he couldn’t sneak up on her simply because she was sensitive to heat. But he wasn’t without his abilities in keeping an eye on her as well. He too was ever watchful, he had trust issues go figure.

Lightning Rod he wasn’t sure about, but he did keep track of him and noticed the visual interaction between him and Mara. ‘Was he trying to impress her? Good luck with that pretty boy.’ He thought, knocking someone out of the sky versus a shapeshifting assassin…yeah. ‘You are the weakest link…bye Felicia!’ He didn’t crack a smile which he would have laughed had it been Brandon introducing himself to knock him down yet another peg, but that was a family thing.

“Raine, Body Transformation/Energy/Electromagnetic Spectrum for those of you not familiar with your physics anywhere from Infra-red to Ultraviolet.” He said simply he didn’t have anyone to impress all of those people were elsewhere he was his own person now…no matter how much he missed them.

(Aurora)

Aurora noticed that Raine hadn’t lifted his face shield like she had asked.? She would address it later with him.? She wasn’t one to scold him in front of the others.? She looked at Devi who simply shook her head, so she moved on.

“Now, that everyone who wished to introduce themselves have we will move forward.? I am able to manipulate and magnetize metal.? If you are wearing or have something metal in your body, I can use it to my advantage.? That is my main power.? I have a couple of others, but for now I will keep those to myself.? Let dinner be served.? Please feel free to talk among yourselves and ask any questions you wish of me.”? With that she gave a wave to a person standing at the door and within minutes food was brought in on trays.

Devi stood up and walked to Aurora.? She whispered in her ear and Aurora nodded.? With that Devi simply left the room then the premise.? Aurora would explain if any of them asked.

(Jordie/Liza/Misty)

The three spoke among each other after Aurora spoke and the food was being placed in front of them.? Misty was sure that Aurora wasn’t going to be happy with her being late and the other two were trying to convince her to go and speak with their boss before she had time to think it over.

Tag: Lightning Rod, Raine, Aurora/NPCs, Mara

Miming drawing an invisible notepad and pen out of his jacket, Pyp pretended to take notes.? "The G-word is henceforth banned, no spiriting away, and no screwing around with language capabilities.? Got it."? The now-plain-looking demon sighed and mimed adding two more notes.? "And no using any powers or forbidden magicks in her presence.? Physical force only.? Got it."??

"Perfectly good waste of my talents if you ask me," the demon said as he?tucked the imaginary notepad and pen away.? "But since you're not asking me, I'll just have to grin and bare it."? He grinned with manic brightness and suddenly all of his clothes were gone and he was standing there naked, just long enough for Kutsuki to notice.? Then he was just as suddenly back in the forgettable attire he'd had on before.? Before his white-haired summoner could object, Pyp held up a finger to ward off the expected protest.? "We're not in her presence yet, so powers and magicks are still allowed."

"Certainly,?Eraisama," the demon said cheerfully at Kutsuki's request.? He closed his eyes for a moment, concentrating on something, then nodded to himself as he opened them again. "There's a downstairs bathroom at the club that'll be more than suitable for your purposes.? And it's currently unoccupied so we'd best move swiftly."

"Brace yourself,?Eraisama," Pyp warned as he conjured a sphere of black and purple magic to appear around the two of them.? There was a brief feeling of disorientation, of weightlessness and movement, and then it was gone.? The sphere disappeared and all was darkness around them.??

"Hmmm," the demon mused.? He snapped his fingers and overhead an array of fluorescent?lights flickered on, revealing a bathroom that looked like it hadn't been used as such in years.? Stacks of cardboard boxes of varying sizes hinted at its now being used as a storage room.? He looked back to Kutsuki and shrugged.? "Well, it's not exactly the foyer but we're here."

Etienne was quiet, her heartbeat rapidly. Her eyes slowly showing the emotion she was feeling even though she was trying desperately not to show it. She stood just at the mouth of the cave. Not quite in but not quite out either.?

Of all the places...

Sicilien was speaking...what he was actually saying she couldn’t hear. Her fear wouldn’t let her focus. “I’ll fine food,” she said moving away from the cave.walking away from them.?

Callie Carson

Callie took Flynn to a corner of the cave away from the others and got him comfortable with a bedroll and some blankets. She held him for a while and stroked his head while humming a song her mother used to sing to her when she was a child. She was working her way up to providing him something else to relax and give him the good thoughts he needed to continue his rest when she looked up and saw Etienne tell Sicilien and the others she was going to look for food. She walked off away from the cave and to Callie's chagrin, no one followed her.

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"For Christ's sake," she muttered. She got up and rested Flynn's head on her bedroll, then kissed his cheek. "Back in a few minute, luv. I need to see where Etienne is off to. No one else seems to be paying attention to her."

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Callie strapped on her guns and put her hat back on before heading out the mouth of the cave to find where Etienne went...

(Flynn)?

The sound of Callie's soft humming was soothing, seeping into the pookah's dreaming and filling it with visions of quiet comfort and safety. It was a song of hearth and home, and Flynn's mind conjured up image after image from his past and from the pasts of others.? It was a nurturing dream, a restorative dream, not as powerful as one of passion or adventure might have been, but he could feel the glamour slowly rising back up within him.

He felt the the presence of one of the group - Etienne? - rise up and move away.? The thought troubled him, but he could do nothing but push it aside and hope that Callie, who seemed to be going after her, would be able to steer her back before she ran into one of the creatures seeking the group.? For now, replenishing his reserves of magical essence was vital and so he focused on that and that alone, letting his consciousness flow even further into the dreaming.

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Tag - Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in periodically)

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The dusk turned to night and it became late.? The last of the cars left with the newly acquired cargo.? The camera hidden behind the grate watched Anais.? Vincent watched from his study.? Chantel had fallen asleep shortly after their sexual romp.? He watched.? Was the lady going to eat, was she going to sleep?? Was she going to try and escape out the balcony?? He was intrigued and simply watched.? The babies, he smiled, they would be his.? That would twist the knife in Draven's back.? The man was indeed mad without his humanity.

Time would tell if he would feel Anais enough that she was nearby and turn his humanity back on.? If he did, he would truly feel her and know she was there.? Vincent wondered what step to take next with Anais.? Should he let her have some freedom to move about the mansion, or keep her locked in her little room?? He wondered as he watched to see what she would do next.

Anais

Anais forced herself to watch as the last of the people from the party were lead out and off to whatever their life would become. She felt responsible.? After all, Vincent was after her. All of those people were just collateral damage. Unfortunately caught in what appears to be the drama of her life.? "I'm so sorry," she whispered to the wind as the last car drove away.?
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Anais turned back to the room. With a sigh, she moved back into the room away from the mid fall evening. Anais looked at the bed and the chair and the door and the four walls of the room that was her prison. She felt like she was going stir crazy. Taking a chance, Anais moved to the door and turned the knob, hoping to find that it would open.

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The trio stood waiting for Draven to open the door. Each of them felt a bit strange being here considering what happened the last time, but for Alexei, his wife insisted he come and try to make this right.

“She feels like their break up is all her fault,” Alexei said. “She looked so sad and dejected; How can I deny her this,” Alexei said. “I just hope Draven wasn’t too angry.”

As always Nicolae was stoic. “He has every right to be angry,” Nicolae said.

“She had no idea that Anais didn’t know she was Were….none of us did.” Alexei said

“I did,” Nicolae replied simply

“You did,” both men said stunned.

“I did. If anyone bothered to watch the girl, really watch the girl, you would have known too.” Nicolae said. "You could see she lived a very shelter life. And knowing the kind of man, Victor Deveraux was and who Lyra was to him, I am not surprised she didn't know." Nicolae said. There had been a few occasions when Draven was fighting for equality, where he had accompanied him on some of his trips. His first visit to the Deveraux Estate had been one.

Alexei had sighed. But that did not deter him from insisting on trying to make this right. And when he learned from his head butler that Draven had come to Paris, he knew he had to at least try.?Somehow Alexei convinced Nicolae to come with them. ?They all knew that while the three had been friends since childhood, Draven and Nicolae had always been the closest.

“And with him turning off his humanity, we will need you there to act as…”Gregor paused

“A buffer,” Alexei said. “After all you know how Draven can be when he was not in touch with his human side.”

“I think you should leave this alone. Emily will just have to learn that she cannot get her way all the time,” Nicolae had said to his friends. But had indeed made the trip with them when they seemed insistent on doing so.

Now the three of them stood in the hallway of this fancy Paris hotel, “Did one of you at least reach out in advance to let him know we were coming.” Nicolae asked.?To that question he received silence.?Nicolae shook his head. “You are just bound and determined to make this worse aren’t you,” he said to Alexei just as Draven asked who is it.?“It’s us Draven.” Nicolae said. “Can we come in.”

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(Tempest)?

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Tempest’ arrived at the club fashionable late…as was her way. As she came to step out of her private quarters, her personal attendant, Franklin came to and open the door. ?She took his hand and stepped down the steps. He rushed around her to open the front doors of her personal dwelling connected to the main club structure itself.?She offered him a soft smile. Running her hand down his face from his eyes to his chin in a soft caress, Tempest’ stepped closer. So close, her body was nearly touching his.?“Thank you, darling,” she said her lips so closer to his that her soft heavy undiscernible accents voice feathers against his lips. “You do not have to come with me tonight, Franklin. I am sure I will be fine.”

“If that is your desire, mistress.” He said.

“It is” she replied.

“Have a wonderful evening, mistress.”

“Oh I plan to, Franklin. I plan to,” she said with a light wave. Walking down the hall to the club, the sound of her heels tapped across the floor relaying the current satisfaction of her mood.? She touched the button causing the doors to slide open with a swish. Tempest’ stepped in; a sexy devilish smile about her face,

As she stepped in, all eyes went to the mistress of the domain. Smooth skin the color of melted caramel. Her mane of coiled roped locs cascading down her back, deeply iridescent almond-shaped eyes accentuated by full thick heavy lashes.?Tempest’ was dressed simply. Her ivory dress hung long, flowing down to her ankles. Even though every inch of her form was covered from neck to foot, the curves of her hips and the swell of her bosom gently played peek-a-boo from beneath the fabric. This woman oozed not only authority, she oozed a sex appeal that she owned and was unapologetic for.

Slowly walking into the room; her sharp eyes caught sight of everything. The smoke hazed air inside the spacious dark club; the bass from the sound system vibrated through her chest. From the looks of things, it was a full house tonight. Everyone who had received their invitation had almost all arrived.?As she moved about there were patrons and employees in various stages of undress openly kissed and shamelessly fondled and groped themselves and others. In a large, gilded cage suspended from the ceiling were young blondes, and brunettes and redheads all danced about in thongs and little else.

Tempest could feel the shift in the atmosphere. Everything was changing. Beyond her doors tension rose in the streets. But what else was new, typically beyond her doors tension always rose in the street. Today just happened to be the day for the tension of man and his silly conflicts and meaningless attempts at supremacy.?It mattered not to her, nor had the ways of man matter to her for quite some time. ?What did matter…Haven…

Haven was her territory. A place of fantasy, energy, life for all that entered Her walls. and She would always be neutral territory despite the pursuits of all beyond its doors. A hollowed sanctuary for all the things that went bump in the night as the human expression went. If the patrons observed its rules, Haven was whatever a patron needed. However, if one didn’t…woe unto those who thought to cross the lady of the manor.

Haven was a large open structure that was divided into sections, different rooms, different wants, different desires. The soft thud of the music pounding off the walls, echoing a bit through The Lounge area of the structure, which was a large common room of open, airy space. A massive stone fireplace sat along one wall, facing the fumed oak and worn flagstone of the room, and was banked with smoldering embers. ?The well-worn?oak stairway led up behind the fireplace to a mezzanine that overlooked the common room. Doorways to private rooms lined the mezzanine.

In another section named the Red Room, the sounds of the whimpering gasps and the snaps of the leather striking hard against the skin could be heard. She turned to her left, to see the panels of red velvet curtain pulled back and secured. ?If one were to look beyond the red velvet curtain, one could see in the center of the room, showcased like a rare, one-of-a-kind work of art, was a handsome blonde man whose ocean blue eyes were striking. He stood chained from the ceiling spread eagle while a busty brunette clad in a shiny skin-tight black catsuit flogged him with a cat o’ nine tails, a look of tortured bliss upon his face as the sounds of cracks of whips and the moaning wails of male and female voices rose in a chorus anguished ecstasy filled.

Tempest continued, slow easy steps as she moved through the darken corridor of the club lit only by the dim light of candles behind sconces on the wall with the steps of a seasoned professional, expertly maneuvering through the sea of people, being sure to take note of all the sights and sounds, the patrons and activity, and all the exits that surrounded her.?In another room, one called The City, the music was loud and the neon light on the dance floor undulated overhead to the time of the music the DJ played. Couples moved and writhed against each other pawing each other just as openly as they did in the lounge.

As Tempest’ made her way across the crowded floor, the throng of people parted for her like the Red Sea.?She smirked as she saw Alastair, a club VIP, currently, with his hands all over Diana, one of the club girls, groping and touching and feeling…there was no place he wouldn’t touch. No place inappropriate despite his publicness.? And no place she wouldn’t let him touch.? He had popped two of the buttons of the girl’s uniform causing even more of her bosom to spill out for all the world to see. The smile never left his face...or hers for that matter.?

The crowd roared.? Some of the spectators even threw coins at the two.? He was indeed enjoying himself. And that was what mattered to Tempest. She prided herself on her patrons enjoying themselves. Feeling the relief of all life’s ails washing away upon their entry.

Turning to continue her rounds, Tempest stopped, a smirk about her face as the man in front of her gyrated to the music.? The scent of fresh kill reeked from every pour of his dead skin.? Flashing him a sexy smile, she moved with him, keeping time as together they followed the beat.?

Tempest leaned her head to the side causing her long golden streaked locs to fall to the side of her face, smiling at the man, deep shimmery eyes shining. She let her hands roam over his body. The man in front of her reached for her and she stepped back laughing. She leaned into him, "Maybe later," she whispered in his ear before turning from him to continue her rounds.

Work before fun, it was her job to make sure everyone here was well taken care of. Slowly she approached the bar. Travis, one of her trusted handed her a wine glass filled with dark red liquid. “Good Evening Mistress,” Travis said.

“Good Evening Travis,” she said taking the glass from him. As she listened to him give his report on the night thus far.