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[divinitysoiled]

Characters: One guilty and pissed off demon (divinitysoiled) and anyone in her warpath
Setting: Floors 1-6
Format: Action, will match prose
Summary: After what happened here, Catarina is taking her guilt and anger out on monsters and anything in her path
Warnings: Gore, usual succubus shenanigans

[It started fairly innocently. The first floor was as clean as it usually was, until the stairs were encountered. Once there, it was obvious someone had fought a monster and had a few aggression issues to take out. It was a bloody affair with bits and pieces scattered in quite a few places, but other than that, it wasn't that bad.]

[The following floors had worse. It looked like someone had started to go out of their way to find monsters, the aggression becoming worse and worse. As the carnage started to get worse, there started to be the sound of a woman laughing maniacally. Close to the sixth floor was the source, one Catarina Amanto covered in blood, guts, and possibly little else, knife in her hand and eyes wild. She was laughing still, looking around for her next victim.]

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Floor 6

[silentdeath]

[After following the intriguing carnage trail, Lucien appeared on the 6th floor, hand on the hilt of his short sword.

When he saw the strange woman, laughing in that manner, he stopped short and took in the sight.]

[divinitysoiled]

[Catarina turned around and around, still laughing and not quite having seen Lucien yet. When her eyes finally light upon him, she stopped laughing, a smile frozen on her lips]

[silentdeath]

[Being of practical mind, he drew his sword then.]

Enjoying yourself?

[divinitysoiled]

[Smart]

[Catarina laughed at that, her knife coming up to trace the swell of her breasts.] Enjoying? Enjoying?

[andajarofdirt]

[Jack echoed Catarina's laugh for a moment.]

Uh. What are we laughing about? Also.

[He gave her a look.]

This is not something I usually say but, love, you could use a bath.

[divinitysoiled]

Youuuuuu. [Catarina stopped laughing immediately, coming over to twine her arms around him]

[andajarofdirt]

Meeeeeee.

[Jack let her hold him for a moment, before giving her a wry smile.]

Tell me when I should start shrieking like a little girl, okay? I'm mighty distracted so I'm sure I'll miss my cue.

[Well, given where his hands are...]

[divinitysoiled]

[She growled at him, not even bothering to hide that it wasn't human]

You humans never look to see what to do.

[silentdeath]

[Lucien's eyes lingered on her breast blade for a moment, before returning to hers.

He didn't seem particularly disturbed at the mess, as some others might be.]

You do seem positively ecstatic, my lady.

[divinitysoiled]

[She started to come closer to him, her hips swaying]

Perhaps you should read others better.

[andajarofdirt]

Well, no.

[He blinks down at her, head tilting slightly to the side.]

I mean, the trail of slaughter is a good warning sign, but what if I listened to warning signs I wouldn't have half the fun I do, now would I?

[divinitysoiled]

[The bark of laughter was honest and loud as she pulled him close]

So you think this is all about fun?

[silentdeath]

[Her words made him blink, and look closer.

True, he had spent almost six months wandering the wastelands of Tamriel, seeing neither beast nor man nor mer save dead. Maybe he was a bit rusty.]

[Then it occurred to him, her laughter was the laughter of anguish, her smile masking emotions contrary.

By Sithis, he needed to get out more.]

My apologies, it has been... some time since I spoke with a beautiful woman.

[Don't think he won't defend himself if she attacks; his stance looked lazy, sloppy, but that was a deception. It would take more than just six months alone for him to forget something so ingrained.]

[andajarofdirt]

[Jack shrugged, and leaned in to press his lips, surprisingly, on her cheek.]

Darling, I think everything can be fun if you look at it from the right angle.

[divinitysoiled]

Then you should talk with more. [Her knife came up, almost caressing her lips. She started to circle him, taking in his stance]

[divinitysoiled]

[The growl bubbled in her chest as her nose came to his shoulder, almost nuzzling him before her mouth opened and fastened on him]

[andajarofdirt]

[Jack winced a little, but didn't exactly pull away.]

Just for reference, are you going to take out your anger on me in the fun way or the staby way?

[divinitysoiled]

[Catarina paused at that, opening her mouth and pulling away]

Would you find either one fun?

[andajarofdirt]

[Jack snickered.]

Well, both could very well be fun, but the staby one might involve a sword. And not the usual one, I mean.

[divinitysoiled]

[She lifted her knife up so be could see it] You'd come back. I could carve you up and you would just come back.

[andajarofdirt]

Pretty much, yes.

[He looks nonplussed.]

But again, are you in the mood to kill someone or are you in the mood to fight something? There's a difference, you know?

[divinitysoiled]

[She blinked once, pulling away]

.... I just want the feeling to stop. Fuck me, fight me, make it stop.

[andajarofdirt]

Oh. One of those.

[He lets out a dramatic sigh.]

I think we might have to do both, yeah? It's okay, love, Captain Jack will make you feel better.

[divinitysoiled]

Then draw whichever sword we will fight with first and do it. Make my heart proud so hard I can hear nothing else.

[silentdeath]

What will it be, my lady?

[Taking his cue, he started moving to counter her circling. He knew this dance well. Two predators, facing off, as ready to rip each other's throats as they were to otherwise.]