One Look of Those Eyes {Open}

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The lights blasted color across the floor as bodies writhed against each other, grinding to the beat of the music that drove them to sexual desires. Men and women of different races allowed themselves to loosen up for a night of seduction and pure sin.

All but one Black Angel...

She sat back in the lavished leather chair and watched sin play out in front of her. Vampires of high status watched the silly on-goings much like she did. Her bright fuchsia eyes reached out to every soul she could sense; touching them and whispering evil thoughts that would produce the most wicked actions. The Black Angel enjoyed this more than most anything in the world.

Other than her own sin...

Lailah Justina Arcamenel had been casted out of the Gates of Heaven because of her collection of souls. He had stripped her of her Grace and broken her wings; blacking them out and crushing them under His powerful weight and might. Too bad that didn't stop her even now as she whispered in a male's ear that he should go ahead and act on those thoughts that were running around in his mind. Tsk, tsk...they were so easy to play with.

Her fuchsia eyes watched several more as she taunted them into more sin. Long slender fingers curled around a wine glass stained blood red from Red Wine. Her lips were the same color as was the eyes of her dragon on her ring. If they didn't know her by simply that, then they were in for a rude awakening.

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He walked into the club, the bass beating hard, men dancing and woman grinding on the closest thing possible. They seem to be all on their own level of ecstasy. A human gang lord here and there thinking their the biggest things ever. Slavers looking for their perfect victims. All the while he just wanted a drink, three women got in his way and began to grind all over him.

He pushes them to the side and continued his walk to the bar. He took his seat and looked to the side and ordered his drink by pointing. He saw a rather dark woman with men all over her. She was extremely suductive, by just sitting. Her skin white, and oddly shiny. An angel just casted out. A black angel, telling for her looks and smell. His grinded his teeth together remember his last fight with a more evil angel. His licked his fangs due to his lust. Not for her body but for her blood. He smiled under his mask.

The bartender handed him a drink. He gave the tender and vicious look, that scared him enough to pour it all over Hiro. It was perfect, his smell was now hidden and he gets a free drink. The bartender apologized quickly but hastitently, not looking him in the eye. He responds by raising his and waving him off to get another drink. The bartender nods his head and quickly moved.

Hopefully all of that was able to hide his lycan scent. He turned around stretching his arms out. A sigh from his lips. He looked around, trying to make himself look like a moron looking for a good time with any girl. Making himself look like he is easy prey basicly. A skillful hunter sometime has to put aside his pride in order to capture his prey. And that is what he was doing.

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Lailah could smell fear; an intoxicating and painful scent that made her heart soar. The men around her were becoming a bit of an annoyance, but with one look, she could send them on their knees begging her to take them back. So much fun could be had at such a simple club. Who would have thought she would find some many play-things?

Her attention was caught by a different scent and she smirked as one of her many play-things made a quick pass at her hips. Idiot; Lailah looked into his eyes and blew into his face, sending him falling over and his drink sliding across the table. Lust had overcome him and he was in a bit of a hard place. Poor thing, she was being rather mean tonight. But she wanted to know what that smell was. She licked her lips and looked around.

Ah, there he was. Medium height, nice build, and a covered face. Well, well, well...Lailah liked a mystery. She smiled seductively and whispered into her favorite play-thing's ear. The dumb man nodded and the rest began to desperse. Thankfully she did not need a crowd of men to look good. Lailah sat her boots on the table and tossed back the remainer of her wine. This was going to be fun indeed.

She watched her new intrest and had to smile to herself. Lailah would give him credit, he knew she was dangerous. But she was not as ignorant as the younger Black Angels were. No, Lailah Arcamenel had been around since the Beginning. Her eyes glowed as he drank down his poison of choice and she leaned forward to watch him closely. She smiled and rolled her eyes.

With a wink and a beckoned him over with a finger. Then she patted the seat next to her and licked her lips. Well if that wasn't enough to bring him over here, she would be very put out.

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He continued to look around and at first ignored her. Then turned to see her waving at him. He look to see no one was around him. Making himself even more naiive and confused. Then giving her a somewhat dumb look, and pointed at himself. The men around had left suddenly, not because they wanted to, but because they were asked to.

She was springing a trap, but then again it was an open opportunity That he had to take. Still, he had to look foolish as well. He turned and order some other drinks for the both of them. He picked them up but stumbled over and spilling the drinks. He looked up and gave her another dumb look. Inside he hided doing all of this.

He turned and got another two drinks. Finally was able to walk over to her. Handing her the drinks. He forced his knees to shake a bit and forced himself to look like he was nervous about being around her. A rather patheic sight, it was killing him on the inside, but it seemed to work. He remained silent as if he was scared of her, the slowly sat next to her.

The question was did she take the bait?

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Lailah watched him with a smirk. He thought he was being cute, pretending to be so dumb. Oh well, she could play games too. She nodded slowly and ran her index finger between her amplified breast that were pushed up from her red corset with velvet ties and roses decoration. Her black silk shirt opened to leave a large portion of her breast exposed, making her look all the more seductive. She beckoned to him again and smiled prettily.

He wanted to come over here. He wanted something from her of course. It depended on what he was and if it was something on the lines of Vampire or Lycan, he wanted to taste her blood. They always did. Silly things, her blood was so old it killed most of them because of the richness of it. Even when they knew it they had tried...and died. She hid a snarl of disgust as he put on a show of falling over and spilling more of a drink all over him. He must be very angry, she thought to herself, to be doing this.

Lailah took her drink and gave him one of her seductive glances as he came closer. He was playing the dumb man game, but she could too. Lailah reached over and caught his chin between her fingers. "Very nice, why don't you come closer love?" As he sat next to her she leaned over and purposely pressed against the table to show her clevage. That would teach him to play games with Lust herself.

"And what to I have the pleasure of calling my new companion?" Lailah asked in a husky and richly accented voice as she leaned back and crossed her leather cladded legs.

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'Aww....Crap. She knows I'm playing with her, or she is just like that.' He thought to himself. He examined her a bit more. Taking the chance she offered him to get closer. Taking a big sniff of her. She had the smell, of what the vampire and lycans called 'anicent'. 'She's an anicent. She must know I am playing with her now. Of all the damn people I come across. I cross a black angel anicent. Damn.'

He looked at her some more and a kind of lust came over him. This was really bad, she has some how opened his lustful desires. She knew how to control him or at least all men. He opened up, there is no point to even bother with his little act. And brush her hair back. Though he hated all darkened angels he couldn't but filrt with her. He just had the sensation to. Was it the enviroment? The music? No it was all her.

'Damn what am I doing?' He continued to think to himself. 'This sensation, it's almost uncontrollable. It isn't love that is for sure.' He took a pause to think, but out of impluse he grabbed her breast, then let go. 'Lust....Shit...An angel of lust. Or well THE angel of lust.' He kept his mind under control, and refused to speak. He looked at her cleavage. 'Man she is good, her---NO! I have to resistance the temptaion.' He turned his head and looked away from her for the moment.

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Lailah threw her head back in a laugh as he put two and two together. She watched him scent her and knew that he must be a Lycan or a werewolf. He had the look at least. But looks can be decieving, he was going to find that out the hard way. Lailah let a finger run along his arm as he struggled to remain calm. Ah, the joy of another's worry was like eating chocolate for a human to her. She loved the smell of his worry and licked her lips because of it.

Her legs crossed over each other and her boot heels clicked as she moved them in different positions. With her mind, she sent out a power that only she could use; pure, raw lust. Every man in the room turned their heads and even some of the women became awed by her. A smile spread faintly across her lips as the result pulsed in her body. This was going to be fun. She looked at him with her bright fuchsia eyes that glowed with desire. He was going to be on his knees when she was finished with him.

Lailah watched him and laughed inside. He was quite fun to play with. She might keep this up longer than she had thought she would. Draw it out a little bit more. When he grabbed her breast, she reached down and grabbed his dick and rubbed her thumb across it. Another one of her breaths of desire blew out from between her lips as he let go. A smirk played her lips again as he tried his best to keep his mind under control. Silly little thing, that was impossible to do around the Angel of Lust. Her index finger ran between her large breast again and she sat back with perfect pouty lips that shone blood red, like her wine. "Whatever is the matter with my guest? Does he not like what he sees? That can be changed." Lailah leaned up and turned his head around. "Maybe he prefers a blonde woman," her appearence shifted a little by using his own imagination, "Or do you like red hair my love?" She went full out on her hair color and then turned back to normal. "The pick is yours to choose."

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Now she was playing with him, as she rubbed his dick her thumb. 'You have got to be kidding me. That damn angel.' He thought. 'Why am...I.....You have to push aside your pride...' He pretended to cave in. He moved closer to her, pressing his body on hers. He held her hand against his dick.

Then lowered his head to her ear. "Tell me what you going to do to me then." He said lustfully in his deep casual voice. Softly chewing on her ear. This was probaly nothing for her, but he had to do something to convince her that she has power over her. He tickled her neck with his nose.

"I'll do anything you want, and you can look as you like. You beautiful and any sense of mind." He said with a sexual growl. "I'll be your favorite little dog." He felt a slight burn his throat. "I only want you, no one else just you." He gives her a kiss on her neck, that turn into a small bite, well more of a nibble. "A lady such as yourself deserves the best." He said trying to make her become big-head like most angels were.

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Danger radiated from his form, something wicked this way comes..

A man draped in black entered Syndicate with a loud push of the doors. At first there had been a struggle with the bouncer outside, however he now laid dead at the door with his mind flayed by this troublesome Devil. His dark boots would make a clicking sound upon the floor that was only heard by those with a supernatural sense of hearing. Yellow optics zipped about the crowd from behind his smokey frames, his true purpose for being here tonight yet to be revealed, he would have a bit of fun for now. So many thoughts permeated the air, however one of interest popped into his head which made him chuckle.

Moving towards the couple, a woman and a man, Memnoch would come as close as possible and sit down on a nearby couch. There was a blank expression on his face as he looked to all the slaves within the bar, nothing new or spectacular. His mind was already at work however, his powers bored. Using his powers, Memnoch would project the image of a collared being into Hiro's mind, trying to make him enraged and esculate the sense of pride he was feeling. Memnoch wanted to see a fight, he wanted to watch blood be spilled before his very eyes.

If anything he would have it appear as if this woman was inside his head, pushing thoughts into his mind about how she would enslave him. Memnoch was not all powerful however, they could be resisted by someone with a strong will, but that would not change how infuriated one might become by someone trying to play with their head. With a slight cough he would turn his eyes to face them and grin slightly. “There are rooms for that, you know? Unless you're attempting to gather a party or an Orgy perhaps.”

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Lailah threw back her head and laughed loudly. So loudly that those around them turned their heads and watched. With a look of her eyes, they all turned back around as if they were drones and she turned back to the Lycan beside her. He wanted to play did he? A smirk traced itself onto her lips that were blood red and she chuckled to herself and pressed against his dick again.

Her head tilted and she looked at him through slittled eyes as he played the lustful lover. Please, she had had Lucifer himself beg on his knees for one night of pleasure with her. Sin was her best friend, and Hell? Well, Hell was home baby. Lailah turned until she was straddling him and played with his hair. "Hmmm...even though that sounds very...intriguing Hiroshi, I believe that I could find something else more so." She smirked wildly and lowered her lips just inches from his. "You really shouldn't play games with one of the Deadly Sins my love. We can read your thoughts, smell your sin, taste your desire...we are your main desire." She sat back up and sat back down in his lap. "So why have you come here Hiroshi the Ancient One? To play a game, or are you looking for something of more...expense?"

Just then she felt whatever happiness that the humans and the like were feeling, being drained. Her eyes wandered across the room until she found him sitting on the nearby couch. Oh, why wasn't this a shocker? He was reaching into the Lycan's mind and frankly, Lailah found the Demon's presence rather ironic. Who would have guessed that Memnoch himself would walk into the very same club Lust was residing in for the night? She turned to face him, knowing that he could well see her in her former self and smiled. "My, my, my...I did not know that they let anything walk through the door. How fare you, Memnoch? Here to play a game yourself?" A fight was what he had in store most likely and Lailah couldn't help but let out her evil laugh that was accompainied with her fanged smile. "Oh, how us mighty have fallen."

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A wicked smile, temptations of old..

A soft chuckle rolled from the Demons lips as he shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. She had not changed at all, not since the beginning of this cheap charade God called civilization. “Since when has anyone let me do anything? We all know I take what I want..” he spoke in a smooth and charming fashion. Memnoch, made to keep them all in check, was resistant to her naturally high level of seduction which radiated from her form. Neither man nor monster, he was unable to truly grasp the scope of real emotion.

With a simple motion of his hand he would recover a freshly poured glass of Vodka from someone who had ordered it, however he did not care one bit. Taking a sip, he would smile as the old burn washed over his throat which reminded him that in a sense he could partake in every sin a mortal could, he was almost a perfect being. “I actually have not come to play a game, but rather ask a few questions. You see, your brethern are much more troublesome then you are right now, I need their powers.” he spoke slowly, knowing full well that she would most likely not put up a fight for them.

“It's not in your nature to care for the others, you've always taken too much notice of yourself to care for others.” he spoke in a slow and threatening tone now. “I need them now, I have a war to wage, one that you've known would come for millenia.” he stated with a coy smile. His mind was all one tracked usually, he needed to recruit the powers of the damned to help him show God that he was a damned fool! “You say the mighty have fallen, but it is the other way around my dear I can assure you. Now tell me, do you know where I can find others like yourself?”

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Did he always give those kind of looks when he saw her?

Of course he did. Afterall, he was the one that made sure that she was not too much of a pain in the ass for others. Though she was always trying to tempt others into sin, there were a couple of times that Memnoch had thrown himself into her path. Like tonight for example. Did he really expect her to bow down to him, when she herself was of one of the highest of Angels at one time? The right hand of Lucifer, the executioner of the souls that the Archangel Sammel brought back? Hell no! She was Lust, she was Lailah.

"Yes, I seem to recall a couple of those times, O great mighty one," she answered with a toss of her raven hair. Her little play-thing was going to have to wait unfortunately. The damn Demon wasn't affected by her seduction. He never had been. It was one thing to tick her off by showing up here, but the total display of disregard was grating her nerves and her unholy pride. Lust was not a Sin to be trifled with at all.

She picked up her glass of red wine, her slender fingers holding the long neck gracefully. At one time she had such finery in Heaven, but that was no more because of her being casted out like the rest of the Sins. Well, she had had a good run for the first couple of millinea. No one couldn't say that. Her brightly colored eyes watched his that were hidden behind dark shades and a wicked smile graced her lips. Only he could be so smooth doing the simplest things; she'd give him that. "So you want my Brothers because you need their powers?" Her eyes watched him for a moment before continuing, "And you need me why? I thought you were the best darling.You shouldn't need little ol' me to help you out." She didn't care what he did with them, but didn't feel like helping out too much.

"Damn straight I have. If I did not look out for myself, Memnoch, I would have been thrown into acutal Hell. Sorry, but I would rather toy with the other races rather than fry like Lucifer." She didn't care too much for his tone of voice. He always did that! Lailah may be a child compared to his age, but she was a woman as well. And Lust, one of the Deadly Sins. She was not going to be played like a fiddle. "And if I don't want to? What are you going to do then darling? You need me as well you know. My Brothers cannot work with just the Six. We are the full Seven only when combined." Lailah leaned foward with her head tilted back and her eyes flashing cold fire, "And there is no way in hell you're getting mine ,Memnoch."

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She was fiesty, he'd give her that much..

A smirk would cross his features as he thought about what she had said slowly. Of course she of all people would have looked on as he took what he wanted most, being that she was Lust that was not solely bound to sex alone. Power was also something to be lusted after, something he had tenfold, something that even caused the creators to be cautious when dealing with him. “Mm, yes I'd imagine you'd know all about that. I always get what what I want in the end..” he cooed softly. It was usually true, he had Immortality on his side, he could endure forever to try again and again unless he was destroyed.

A sharp chuckle exited his throat as he crossed his left leg over his right. With a faint black distortion around his body, he would vanish from one spot to the other, the other being closer to Lailah. “It's not so much that I need as much as I want. With their power I would be able to unleash Hell upon Earth.” he mused, obviously thinking about what would happen if he were to succeed. “You of all people know how glorious it would be to unleash the ultimate sins upon Humanity. Image a world where everyone, not just a few, were influenced to be wild.” he laughed softly. The very thought sent a chill down his spine.

“Hell isn't that bad, at least it's warm in some rings.” he stated with a loud laugh at his own expense. He had suffered the fiery torments of being raked by Satan's claws. This punishment was only a step below what Judas himself had been recieving for his crimes. “What if I offered you a deal of sorts? Would that keep you content and sway your decision?” he'd state as he tilted his head in her direction. “In exchange for your help, I'll give you the souls of fifty angels. A steep price to pay for anything wouldn't you agree?”

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He is such a prick!

Lailah watched him with disdainful eyes that glittered like jewels as he spoke of his power. Of course Memnoch always did get what he wanted. He was something even the higher beings had feared. But had she cared if he became carried away? No, of course not. She understood only too well that lust came in many forms. She herself being the main source of those lusts knew that there were so many types and that the lust was the desire of different men. "You are such a obnoxoius prick, Menoch. Do you always have to brag darling? It's not very becoming on you." He would never die...something she might not be so lucky to chance.

Shit, she hated when he did that. One moment here, the next there. He seemed to always be flittering out of his spot only to come closer or rather, come to a more incovient spot that placed him at her side. She leaned closer to him, her eyes narrowing slightly as a cat's, and sighed. Power. He wanted more and more of it. Did she blame him? No, because she loved power as well. Power, money, sorrow, and sex. Cruelty as well when permitted. Her lips parted at the thought of Hell on earth. Why, that would be rather nice actually. It would give her free rein to toy with whomever she decided to whenever she wanted to. Yes, she might enjoy his little plan. "Hmm...I see your thought process has led you to a rather...enjoyable plan."

Lailah had to laugh along with him at that pun. Yes, she had been there and done that. The Black Angel just would rather spend her time making Hell on earth, like he wished to. Her dark hair flew out behind her in a silken wave as she pushed it back and lounged against the seat. A deal? Well, well, it looked like she might get some fun. Lailah smiled evenly and perked a brow. "Fifty Angel's souls? And how do you plan on attaining those souls and the powers of my Brothers? They will not be an easy catch darling. Especially Than and Daimon. You only know them too well." Wrath and Sin were the most powerful ones besides herself. Could he pull it off?