Rose leaned back in her seat and grinned at the human’s body language; she liked a little bit of fight in her potential meals. Thinking back to her previous meeting with the Warden, she tried to gauge how long it she’d be in solitary for if she snacked on her. Probably a while, but she was going to be in here for a good chunk of her future, so she didn’t really have much to lose.
She would miss the interactions of her fellow prisoners, though. She fed on all the intense emotions surrounding her, not as strongly as an empath would, but it excited her none the less. Sometimes when she was still on the outside, she’d touch one of her meals and portray their worst nightmare, just to get a rise out of them as she was feeding. Some of her more humane friends found this disturbing, but enjoying the suffering of others was the least of her character flaws.
“I was thinking of mentioning it to her as well. As charming as it is that she’s leaving us presents like a domestic animal, they’re a little unsightly, and if there is a smell of death in the room, I’d prefer it be coming from my meal.” Today, Rose was clearly going for the obnoxious predator feel.
In reality, she just really liked to stir up trouble.
“Let me know how it goes, ta ta.” Rose exaggerated a Parisian accent and fluttered her hand at Selwyn. She rose to go meet some of her fellow inmates. Spotting a distraught looking harpy, the Warden’s favourite and the Centaur, she wandered over.
“Hello,” Rose spoke to the group, and noticed the Harpy’s bloody talons. For some reason, Rose felt a pang of sympathy for the Harpy, something she hadn’t felt in years. She glanced around the group, and waited to see if they would acknowledge her. With this group, especially with Sloan, she felt like it would be prudent to test the waters a bit before being full on bitchy. Maybe she might even make a friend in this place, a novel idea.
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Hey guys, sorry it's been taking me so long! I'm working overtime and taking a summer math class (bleh, math) so I can't crank out posts everyday. I am still here though :)
I'm trying to work on a post right now, but my mind is failing me (just finished work and I'm beat) so if its not up by tonight it will be by tomorrow or tomorrow after work ^_^
I'm trying to work on a post right now, but my mind is failing me (just finished work and I'm beat) so if its not up by tonight it will be by tomorrow or tomorrow after work ^_^
I also fixed it so Selwyn's post made sense since I think we posted around the same time :)
I'll fix it :)
Name: Sophia Marchessa
Age: 22
Height: 5’4
Build: Very slim
Appearance:
Family: Her step mother, Cecile was the only one with her when the attack hit. She is unsure about her family in other parts of the world.
Personality: Haughty, snobbish and rich.
Occupation Before: Does spending daddy’s money count?
Notable skills: Obviously Sophia can’t do much for herself, but she can tell you in a second a fake LV from a true LV.
Bio:
Her father met her mother while they were both poor living in a Hispanic neighborhood in New York. Her father hit it big time, and eventually their marriage broke up from the “fast life” of women, boozing, and more women. Her father didn’t realize the mistake he made, and now pines for his ex wife, who won’t speak to him or Sophia, who has undoubtedly inherited the same lifestyle. Her father remarried Cecile, who is only a decade older than her and Sophia hates the union. Her father sent her and her step mother on a cruise to help them bond, and maybe repair the rift in their family. Which leads them to where they are today.
Disability/Fear:
Sophia has anorexia and is pretty afraid of everything.
Weapon of Choice:
She is dragging around her pepper spray and a small pistol she had tucked away in her luggage, from her father. She only has a few extra rounds though, and isn’t a good shot.
Equipment:
She’s wearing Loubies (which she will NOT part with), a small white dress (as seen in the picture), a leather jacket and carrying a large LV tote with her cell phone and charger, two bottles of water and her diet pills. She also found In the bottom of it a tube of lipstick, a bit of gum, and hair elastics.
Age: 22
Height: 5’4
Build: Very slim
Appearance:
Family: Her step mother, Cecile was the only one with her when the attack hit. She is unsure about her family in other parts of the world.
Personality: Haughty, snobbish and rich.
Occupation Before: Does spending daddy’s money count?
Notable skills: Obviously Sophia can’t do much for herself, but she can tell you in a second a fake LV from a true LV.
Bio:
Her father met her mother while they were both poor living in a Hispanic neighborhood in New York. Her father hit it big time, and eventually their marriage broke up from the “fast life” of women, boozing, and more women. Her father didn’t realize the mistake he made, and now pines for his ex wife, who won’t speak to him or Sophia, who has undoubtedly inherited the same lifestyle. Her father remarried Cecile, who is only a decade older than her and Sophia hates the union. Her father sent her and her step mother on a cruise to help them bond, and maybe repair the rift in their family. Which leads them to where they are today.
Disability/Fear:
Sophia has anorexia and is pretty afraid of everything.
Weapon of Choice:
She is dragging around her pepper spray and a small pistol she had tucked away in her luggage, from her father. She only has a few extra rounds though, and isn’t a good shot.
Equipment:
She’s wearing Loubies (which she will NOT part with), a small white dress (as seen in the picture), a leather jacket and carrying a large LV tote with her cell phone and charger, two bottles of water and her diet pills. She also found In the bottom of it a tube of lipstick, a bit of gum, and hair elastics.
She caught the eye of one of the servers, and realized they were signalling for her. Now may be the time to really gross out the human, because Rose finally got to eat.
Rose got up from her seat at the table with the human toy and the Succubus. She was impressed - there was more than meets the eye with most of her fellow inmates. It would be interesting to see how they might be made to tick. Manipulating other's to create drama was always an entertaining pursuit, but Rose would rather see some serious divide go on in the prison. Watching her little playthings squirm would bring her much pleasure.
She sauntered to the lady, and bared her teeth at her just to watch her squirm. She took the large dark glass the lady was holding out for her, at arms length, as if it could somehow infect her. It entertained her to see they would try to hide exactly what it was she was drinking from the other inmates with the dark glass, and that they were already intimidated by her. No matter, she'd make a show of enjoying it for her audience.
She wanted to drink it at her table, but the guards gave her a curious look and she decided not to stir the pot too much on the first day. She drank it down slowly, enjoying the rich taste. It was never enough, but the less blood they gave her, they less powerful she was. She made a show of sighing after and licking her lips, then handed the glass back and walked back to her table. She sat down, this time less predatory and more observant. She looked to her cellmate Selwyn, and to the human. Today could only get more interesting.
Rose got up from her seat at the table with the human toy and the Succubus. She was impressed - there was more than meets the eye with most of her fellow inmates. It would be interesting to see how they might be made to tick. Manipulating other's to create drama was always an entertaining pursuit, but Rose would rather see some serious divide go on in the prison. Watching her little playthings squirm would bring her much pleasure.
She sauntered to the lady, and bared her teeth at her just to watch her squirm. She took the large dark glass the lady was holding out for her, at arms length, as if it could somehow infect her. It entertained her to see they would try to hide exactly what it was she was drinking from the other inmates with the dark glass, and that they were already intimidated by her. No matter, she'd make a show of enjoying it for her audience.
She wanted to drink it at her table, but the guards gave her a curious look and she decided not to stir the pot too much on the first day. She drank it down slowly, enjoying the rich taste. It was never enough, but the less blood they gave her, they less powerful she was. She made a show of sighing after and licking her lips, then handed the glass back and walked back to her table. She sat down, this time less predatory and more observant. She looked to her cellmate Selwyn, and to the human. Today could only get more interesting.
I swear this is like a full time job hehe. I'm sorry I haven't posted much, I got food poisoning yesterday (from my fav food, its very heartbreaking to me). But I'm trying to get on it now :) :)
I'll notice her if ya want ;)
I think Rose is getting impatient and hungry, and since the human is on shoe duty I'm sure she wouldn't mind hanging out there ;)
I think Rose is getting impatient and hungry, and since the human is on shoe duty I'm sure she wouldn't mind hanging out there ;)
Rose lay in her cell, staring up at the ceiling. To her knowledge, both of her cellmates had already evacuated the room for breakfast, so she had the place to herself to prepare herself for the day. She used the light from her cellmate’s candelabra to glance at her appearance in the dirty mirror… passable, but she’d love to have some deep red lipstick. Although there wasn’t much she could do without cosmetics, she didn’t mean to rush the little bit of pampering time she had to herself. She splashed some cold water on her face, more for show, since her body didn’t produce any oils to make her face in need of a wash. Dipping her hand in the water once more, she brushed her long, raven hair and shook it for added body. Languidly, she sauntered down the hall and into the cafeteria, reminding herself to see if the Succubus might be able to procure some lipstick for her. It would likely take a little convincing, however, and she would probably need to find something the Succubus needed that she couldn’t manipulate out of others. Food for thought.
Going to the café was pointless, as she knew her food wouldn’t be ready yet. The Warden procured human blood, likely from donations for her fresh every few days. She could eat human food, but it didn’t digest in her stomach so if she ingested it, she would have to purge it later. Since everyone here knew what she was, there was little point in trying to conceal her true nature, so she didn’t bother touching any of the bland looking food.
Mostly, she went to the cafeteria to make everyone else uncomfortable. She could go sit with the horse who was possibly easy to provoke, or the domesticated animal table (a dog and a cat sitting together, who would have thought?) however she chose the timid looking human and Selwyn. Now is as good of a time as any to get to know her cellmate, her true cellmate since the other pretty much lives in a tissue box and leaves us “surprises” to clean up. Hopefully one of the gnomes sits on her soon and we’re rid of her.
“Selwyn, are you playing with our food again?” Rose purred, looking to see the expression on the human’s face. It’s not that she really had anything against her, she smelled great, but she enjoyed watching people squirm. Rose took a seat next to the human, and began watching her, making a great show of licking her fangs. Maybe prison life will be better than she had originally thought.
Going to the café was pointless, as she knew her food wouldn’t be ready yet. The Warden procured human blood, likely from donations for her fresh every few days. She could eat human food, but it didn’t digest in her stomach so if she ingested it, she would have to purge it later. Since everyone here knew what she was, there was little point in trying to conceal her true nature, so she didn’t bother touching any of the bland looking food.
Mostly, she went to the cafeteria to make everyone else uncomfortable. She could go sit with the horse who was possibly easy to provoke, or the domesticated animal table (a dog and a cat sitting together, who would have thought?) however she chose the timid looking human and Selwyn. Now is as good of a time as any to get to know her cellmate, her true cellmate since the other pretty much lives in a tissue box and leaves us “surprises” to clean up. Hopefully one of the gnomes sits on her soon and we’re rid of her.
“Selwyn, are you playing with our food again?” Rose purred, looking to see the expression on the human’s face. It’s not that she really had anything against her, she smelled great, but she enjoyed watching people squirm. Rose took a seat next to the human, and began watching her, making a great show of licking her fangs. Maybe prison life will be better than she had originally thought.
Can I just say I love that I have SHOE duty with a human.
Feeding the people in the SHOE, and maybe feeding a little on the side.
Feeding the people in the SHOE, and maybe feeding a little on the side.
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