forum Parallel 9// Closed (stalkers welcome)

Started May 28, 2019 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Sherry looked up and grinned as the other girl smiled at her. She sat up in her chair, crossing her legs drunkenly. "Hello," She drawled.

Sappho downed drink after drink, not getting the least bit drunk thanks to her counterpart. But still, the act itself was soothing. Not to mention the blood made her skin tingle and her eyes light up. The closest to 'high' as she could get. Her eyes drifted around looking for that next play thing.

Mara smiled and practically bat her eyelashes at the girl. "Hi." She moved one seat closer, still leaving a bit of distance between them. "What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?" She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees, exposing her lowcut dress. If the girl was into this sort of thing, it would have the desired effect. If not, well oh well. No harm, no fowl.

Oh, hecc…she;s…h0t… Sherry thought to herself, leaning back on the chair. "I don't want to go deaf," She responded, slurring her words.

If the girl's slurring was any indication, she was hammered. Mara knew the exact expression to make it seem as though she was hanging on to the other girl's every word. "Yeah, it's loud down there." The waiter brought her the gin and tonic she had ordered and she took it without a second glance at him. "What do they call you gorgeous?" she asked, taking a sip from her drink.

"Sherry," She responded, tilting her head at the girl. "What about you?"

"Mara," she said simply. "It means good at love." She punctuated this with a wink. It actually meant bitter, but Mara wasn't about to tell her that. She tossed her shining hair over her shoulder in a glossy wave, a move Mara had perfected. "Can I buy you a drink?"

Sherry grinned, both to herself and the girl. "Of course." She was starting to like this girl, in her intoxicated state.

Mara slid over to the seat next to Sherry, finally closing the gap between them. She leaned towards her ear and carefully pulled her hair away from it. "What do you want, gorgeous?" she whispered.

"I don't know. Wine." She mumbled, smirking over at Mara.

Mara flagged down a waiter. "Can we get a glass of wine, please? And put it on my tab." She turned back to Sherry and slid her hand on her knee. "So. Tell me a secret about yourself," she whispered seductively, willing power and submission into her words.

"Well," Sherry thought to herself, deciding on her powers. "I can make you drunk."

Sappho felt a slight tingle of magic in the air. There was magic everywhere around her, but for some reason this snagged her attention. Someone was using their abilities for a bit of fun. Her eyes flicked through the room with more attention now, until they landed on a pair of women sitting upon the velvet couches. She motioned for another drink and settled in for the show.

Alarm bells immediately went off in the back of Mara's mind but kept her demeanor cool and she grinned. "Oh yeah? That's quite the power." Her thumb started to rub circles on Sherry's knee.

rdtfyhjnkmhgfdxfgbjngfdzscjm "It does come in handy sometimes," Sherry admitted with a shrug, slowly balancing her power over to Mara.

“Hm? Oh…” Etho drawled, sounding entirely disinterested, as always. “Sorry, who are you?” he asked, only then bothering to turn his head and look at Azazel. For once, he really wasn’t exactly interested yet—in fact, he was just the slightest bit irked that someone had bothered to interrupt his bit of relaxation. And from the looks of it, this stranger was at least a level three—a good snack for later, if he decided to pursue it

(sorry for not responding lol)
Azazel felt slight irritation at the fact that Etho didn't recognize him, but he masked his emotions and smiled warmly instead. "The name's Azazel. Pleasure to meet you." He quickly scanned Etho again, taking in his demeanor, trying to figure out exactly who he needed to be in that moment. If he played his cards right, Azazel could connect to his soul, and he'd finally have a much needed high level demon serving him.

Mara felt her brain start to go a little funny and she found herself giggling. She tested her own power within herself, making sure she was still in control if needed. She was, so she didn’t fight the intoxication. “I see. Can you take it away?”

(it's good fam)

If anything, Azazel's slightly pompous tone only made Etho's disinterested look intensify. "And?" he asked, barely raising a brow as he waited for the other to say something that might at least make him worth the time. At this rate, the other just looked like a snack in a suit, and not even a good one. Looks aside, the overall vibe he was getting from the other was just making him want to finish his drink and leave

Mara felt her brain start to go a little funny and she found herself giggling. She tested her own power within herself, making sure she was still in control if needed. She was, so she didn’t fight the intoxication. “I see. Can you take it away?”

“I can…unless I don’t want to. Then I don’t.” She smiled and tilted her head sweetly.

"That's fascinating," Mara said quietly, leaning close to Sherry. "So . . . " SHe struggled to remember what she had even talked to this girl for. "What brings you here?"

“The wine, mostly, and the dancing.” Sherry admitted, giggling a little. “And you?”

"The company," Mara said, her eyes flashing along with her grin. The waiter brought over Sherry's wine. "Now why would someone come to a club and order wine I wonder?" She got closer to Sherry. Her thumb still traced circles on Sherry's knee. "Must be some wine."