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Characters: Catarina and anyone willing to put up with a moody demon
Setting: Floor 38
Format: Action start
Summary: Catarina's consolation prize from being crushed by her ridiculous costume isn't something she really wants...
Warnings: Catarina being her usual threatening/sexual self

[The second lounge, surrounded by clouds. It was a little dizzying to Catarina, but she honestly hadn't been looking out of the window for a while. Instead, she was sitting on beanbag chair with a necklace dangling over one hand. It was gorgeous, gold with a beautiful intricate charm carved onto the end. But her dark eyes were almost angry as she looked at it, her jaw tight. She knew what this was. She saw it when she was a child, and was supposed to be handed down to her. Catarina dropped her hand next to her, disgusted, letting the chain slither to the floor]

I've beaten you. I lived.

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[And then-]

[Catarina laughed, the noise full throated and startled into honesty.] I have never heard it said that way. Well said!

[The laugh startled her and her eyes narrowed thinking that she was being laughed at. But at the words she blinked and after a moment gave a shy smile. Praise wasn't something she was used to and she didn't really know how to handle it. She shrugged.] Not many people do be agreeing with me.

I am a demon, darling one. Your words are truth to me.

[She blushes slightly and looks away annoyed at herself, what is affection? Nesir doesn't know how to handle this.

But she is also confused. Again.] A demon? What do a demon be?

One born of the dark; the opposite of the damned angels. We hunt what the angels protect.

[One born of the dark... yet not a monster, not like a shadow monster.

Nesir just stared at her in amazement and something that could have been awe if Nesir knew the emotion.]

[Catarina smiled, reaching a hand out to her] I hold the hunger of a succubus, of carnal desire. Is it little wonder I detest the light so?

[Nesir didn't step away from her hand, she was still wary because Nesir was always wary; it was how she survived. But this woman fascinated her, was being nice to her and was of the dark.

She had no idea what a succubus was, but she didn't ask this time. She didn't want to seem completely stupid and she got the idea.] It do be no surprise. Living in a world that do be ruled by light idiots must be being very dangerous for you.

The dark is equally dangerous. It's merely more honest about it. I would rather deal with the honesty than the attempts to help and then attempts to kill all in the name of their god. [Her hand stroked Nesir's cheek lightly]

[Nesir nodded though she froze a little at the touch again looking suspicious as if she expected a dagger between her ribs at any moment. Ready to bolt if this woman attacked.] Exactly, at least the dark do no be hiding behind ideas of goodness to be doing the exact things they did be condemning.

[She had honestly never met anyone in the light or the dark that agrees with her, though obviously she had never had this conversation with anyone from the light and Lotte had just laughed at her and told her to stick to dagger throwing rather than matters of philosophy.]

[She leaned closer, her thumb brushing over her lips] I won't injure you, my dear. I may suck out a bit of your life force, but I won't injured you.

[Um... Nesir is all of a sudden way out of her depth and experience and her hand comes up to try and grab Catrina's because what is she doing?] What do you be meaning my life force? I do be thinking I do be needing that.

Oh, you do. But do you think we succubi are as stupid as to take it all? Our source of food would be gone quite quickly. No... we merely leave you with the best sexual experience of your life as well as enough of your life to be missing that it makes you... sleepy.

[Nesir was starting to think she had made a mistake when she hadn't asked what a succubus was... Everything in her was screaming to run away, potentially stabbing this woman first just to make sure.

But she was one of the shadow, and she had agreed with Nesir's views and she had been nice to her.

But Nesir was out of her depth here and it shows, her hand has moved towards her dagger, her eyes flickering between wary and confused.

She knew that sometimes priests could borrow life from someone, which was why warriors of the temple existed in the first place but this seemed different...

She still hasn't moved, if Catrina hadn't been kind this would be so much easier and since when did Nesir care about kindness, she should just stab the woman and be done with it...]

[Catarina's eyes flickered briefly to Nesir's hand, then back to her face. She leaned in...]

[And kissed her forehead]

But I find it more fun to take when the other is willing.

[A flick of her wrist but she paused when Catarina kissed her forehead.

She still didn't relax after the words but took a few steps backwards nodding.] That do be good...

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