Incubus (IC)

[Asclepios]

Nate' grinned at Sereph, happy to have made her uncomfortable.. folding his wings, he winked at her.

"Chill. I'm just curious, really. How long have you been in the area without getting picked up on? That's a very risky game you're playing.."

He moved closer, stepping lightly, with all the grace of a hunting cat.

"So you've never had any trouble at all? No Angels flying down from the heavens at you, waving the flaming toothpicks they call swords?"

[InkedWolf]

Sereph groaned as she realized at this point she was definitely busted. No more playing games, she reverted back to her true body.

"I'm smart, I change my name every couple of years. Change the songs, change the bandmates, change the look. I've been doing this since the days where women could only perform in houses of ill-repute." She flinched at the mention of the angels, personally she never dealt with them. She knew they were definitely a force to be reckoned with.

"Never ran into an angel myself, I'm a little smarter then most. I siphon a bit off each fan at my show. That way nobody feels the fatigue, no risk of death, no questions of the one night stand." She gestured to her wings, the tattoo, "these are selling points, those humans out there think it's just a gimmick."

She eyed the door carefully, "so since you know I'm on the grid, where do we go from here?"

[Asclepios]

"That really depends. Nice strategy, by the way.."
Nate' seemed unperturbed, smiling at her.
"I guess you could join the Clan, In fact, it would probably be best. An errant succubus, even a smart one, could definetely attract unwanted attention."
He leaned against the door, wings folded behind hs back, crossing his arms, and stared the succubus in the eyes, his gaze glittering with malice.

[InkedWolf]

Sereph clicked her nailed against the chair as she weighed his words. She'd been on her own for quite some time, she usually didn't appreciate working with others. However, pissing off a Clan is probably not a great idea. She gave a resigned sigh as she gave her decision,

"Fine, but there are conditions." Her tone grew calm as she continued. "My bandmates, friends, anyone who knows me as a human are off-limits. I worked hard to cultivate the mask, these are people who've known me for years. They've become my friends, and my family. I'll be the first one to raise hell for em, and if you felt what I was working in that crowd. You'll know there's weight to those words."

She didn't want to admit she disliked joining up with her ilk, too many believed they were above the humans they drained. She felt differently, without the humans. She couldn't be here, there would be no music, no love. She understood that balance, and didn't want to see that precious scale tilted towards the dark.

[Asclepios]

Nathaniel shrugged.
"I can sympathise. I keep a lover just for fun, without draining them." He frowned, remembering Violet.. "Two, actually." Binking he lifted his gaze to Sereph once more.
"So that can be arranged. I'll make sure the others stay in check. As for the weight of those words, I am highly aware of them, but on our turf, no fighting between our kind. That's why we don't develop relationships, usually. But, anyway, don't step on anyones toes or Haven will get involved, and I'll be wiping your brainfluid off the ceiling."

[MsKittyCatty]

don't step on anyones toes or Haven will get involved, and I'll be wiping your brainfluid off the ceiling."

((((Damn straight ))))

[InkedWolf]

Sereph sighed as she tried to think of the lies she'll be explaining to her band. "Allright, then I'm in. Name's Sereph, and the magic you felt in the crowds my power. I can manipulate and control anything while my music plays. Pushed, I can also destroy with my voice." She relaxed herself, her body shifting back to her human form. "I'll tell my bandmates you're a cousin from the old country. They believe I sang in the opera in Italy for awhile," she mused at that point. Since she had been around when Opera began. There's Eddie, my guitarist, Mike, the drummer, the two girls are Laurie and Janine. So where do you guys shack up? I could use some non-human lodgings since it's come up."

She picked up her battered leather jacket from the dressing room as a cautious knock rapt on the door, Sereph sighed as she called out, "I'm fine Eddie!" Turning towards Nathaniel she whispered, "I haven't run with a clan in over a hundred years, don't make me regret this."

[Flamelord]

Buer had finished his practice, and he had gone over to do some chores. He quickly washed the dishes left over from breakfast, and then he took a bit of time dusting, running over his possessions with the duster. Fortunately, he wasn't the pack rat type, or he would be swamped in things. Gluttony was a sin after all, even if it was a less recognized type. And despite how God had rejected him, he still believed in the fundamentals of the Bible.

Finishing up with the last of his chores, he put his coat back on and headed out the door to the local library to use their computer.It wasn't that he was technologically challenged, he just preferred to live a simple life and he didn't need to have all the trappings of modern society in his home. Besides, exercise never hurt anyone.

Arriving, he got on a computer and quickly checked his email before reading the news. So much conflict in the world, and he had to find the ones that could help him the most. Those true fights for human freedom. He still considered going to Syria to help them in their fight against Assad, but they needed to fight, not someone to give them ideas.

He finished coming up empty again, not that he complained. activity was good, but so was relaxing. It would be a bit difficult explaining to his boss at the cafe that he had decided to go off to Syria to fight with rebels. He secretly owned the cafe, but that was besides the point. He silently got up and began heading home.

[Gedanken]

"Hmm, not a very helpful guy then to leave a damsel in distress." Erision stretched, then sat up straight. To be honest... it was getting a little boring back stage. He huffed quietly, wiggling one leg in a sub-conscious display of his boredom. However, as Lacey produced the bandages previously given to her and went to bind her injury, Erision noticed how she struggled a little to wrap it correctly. Huh... that was slightly odd. But then again, there was something off about her gaze, as if she could see you, but not at the same time. He gave a shrug, both in response to his thoughts and the girl's words. "Same as me... I'd prefer to be back there but... meh. It's better to keep an eye on a young lady in trouble than leave her open to further harm." His tone hinted at an almost flirtatious level, but he acted as if he'd barely noticed.

Besides, that feeling was still a consistent thing. It nagged at the back of his brain, telling him that something was off... Pfth, he hated how obscure such things could be sometimes.

[icuppicakei]

"Hey, I can handle my own. I'm not a damsel in distress. If anything I was a hero, and he was that damn damsel. Pouting a bit, she felt a weird tingle on her cheek, almost a tickle. Wiping her face not even noticing she was bleeding she smelt her hand placing some of the blood on her nose and realizing she had a cut on her cheek. Her face almost seemed like she was face painting with blood. "Am I cut somewhere?" asking Erision as she pulled her hood off pulling her hair back around her ear.