Slavery is Bliss (Daimon)

[kara]

Made room for me, its too late to see

Cassia smiled sweetly at the small lizard infront of her. It was harmless, really (atleast, she thought it was harmless...), and quite beautiful. Liquid golden-brown scales covered the lizard from head to toe, and it's face was dotted with soft pink. Two black orbs stared up at her as Cassia gently pressed a soft finger to it's head, petting it carefully.

She had been in this surreal place before, and she had stood in this very spot. But it was different then. She was free then. Now she was waiting for the one who had claimed ownership of her. Who had put her in moral shackles.

Maybe he wouldn't show up...then she could just stay here forever. Yes, she could live here and wouldn't have to fear his touch. Remembering the scene at the pier, Cassia quickly tried to push that thought out of her mind, even though the large scratch she had obtainted from tripping over the lycan still burned.

The breeze blew softly, shifting the sand and warming her face. She almost felt as if she was just here to enjoy the sunshine and beauty of this place, instead of waiting to meet with Sin. Beauty. Most people wouldn't find beauty in this sand, this sun, this day. But as the sun sparkled off the ground, soaking the day in warmth and comfort, she felt as though it would've been impossible to ignore the opportunity to enjoy it.

Dropping to the ground, Cassia combed the sand with her fingers. It was soft, just as warm as everything else here. Tracing the sand with her finger, she started to draw small patterns, humming on old hymn.

If I'm happy in your hands

[daimon]

Daimon was near her now, as he walked through the sand lightly.
His crimson coat fluttering in the wind. His blue eyes were peircing and gentle, passionate and filled with care. He seemed innocent. He smiled sweetly. "Why is it you fear me so Cassia? I have nothing but help you, Without me... Without sin, there is no choice, so you would be a slave not to me but to the light." He smiled sweetly.

Her innocence intrigued him.
Slowly he walked toward her. He was close to her now. " You know I never have enjoyed the Desert, its much to hot here." He mused sweetly looking into her eyes. "There is but 3 rules you must know. You must adress me as master, for I am master of not just you but everyone who feels sin. You must always retain that beauty, I have no need for a ugly slave, and last but not least you must remain open minded. I hate people who close themself in a prison." His voice was sweet and soft as his eyes looked into hers.

"Cassia, what is it you fear about me? Am I ugly? Am I cruel? I have always considered my self Just, and righteous." He muttered sweetly his eyes still peircing hers. "As for me buying you as a slave it is because I enjoy beautiful women, they intrigue me. You white angel intrigue me deeply." He whispered gently his eyes still gazing into hers. He was seductive yet gentle in his movements just like a white angel, He held the charm of a arc-angel.

[kara]

I believe the world is burning to the ground

Cassia quickly ran her hand over the drawing she had been making, erasing them. She hadn't realized that Daimon had gotten so close, but somehow he had caught her gaze and she couldn't tear herself away.

Studying his eyes quietly, she pondered his questions. Why was she afraid? He hadn't harmed her. And he was certainly not ugly.

His blue gaze was caring and gentle, and for a moment, Cassia couldn't think of any reason in the world to hate this angel. Cassia shook her head. It was not just his eyes, but his whole image, that went against her sense of fear. His crimson hair fell majestically, and his coat just added to his presence.

Cassia tilted her heard slightly, torn between emotions. She should hate this man...but she had to have an open mind.

She found that she, actually, did not hate him. She never did. Fear, yes, but hate? No.

Reaching out a shivering hand, she lingered over his cheek, wondering whether she'd be able to withstand another blast of information. Almost brushing his cheek, but not quite, she quickly pulled her hand away. Bringing it up to the dark collar around her neck, she tugged on it nervously, shuddering.

"I...I don't fear you, mast-" Cassia tried to imply that she had heard his first rule. After a moment, she closed her eyes, taking a big breath and starting over. "I don't fear you, master. I supposed I just fear...sin. But you are sin." She opened her silver eyes in confusion. All her life, she had been brought up to hate sin, to fight it. And now suddenly she was told that she would be a prisoner without it.

The whole situation naturally made her fearful. It was new, and it something she couldn't avoid.

Casting her gaze to the sand, Cassia shook her head. She wasn't sure if she had answered the questions well, or if her answer even made sense.

Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out

[daimon]

"I understand." He smiled sweetly at her. His eyes were soft blue, gentle and calm.
"However Sin freed the world from slavery... True slavery, not physical... But mental. Imagine a world without me... A world where everyone is the exact same, everyone... is perfect without their lust, without their greed, it makes humans human." He looked at her. Her hand was warm against his cold skin. She was beautiful and innocent and it was incredibly seductive to him.

Slowly his hand reached down to hers.
"Have you ever wondered what makes joy feel so good? Pain.... What makes a sunny day beautiful? The dull void of a cloudless sky. You see... Without the good and the bad... There is no fun." He mused sweetly now slowly reaching his hand out grasping hers.
"Do I look like something horribly evil? What makes life so great? Death.... I am without death, completely immortal." His hand grasped hers lightly, so delicately it was as if she was a feather.

He leaned closer to her, his scent was amazing.
It was of the ocean and of heaven. It was beautiful, a amazing fragrance.
His lips leaned in next to h er ear and his breath was warm on her neck.
"Why fear me? When I have been with you since birth... Ever since you committed your first sin... Ever since you felt lust for a man... Greed... Envy..." He waited for her to respond his lips near to her neck.

[kara]

Remember those walls I built, Well, they're tumbling down

Cassia took in a sharp breath, hoping to clear her mind. But that only brought his scent to her, leaving her mind spiralling. His warm breath on her neck made her shudder again; it felt even warmer than the sun shining overhead.

She could feel his hands, grasping hers lightly. She didn't dare to look though, bracing herself for what was to come.

It didn't come. No thoughts, no sins. Just the low hum of his presence and the presence of his memories. Even then, she did not try to extract information. She doubted that she would ever use her girftwith this angel.

Her feelings mixed with her thoughts, her voice a whisper. "If you are without death, what makes you're life great?" she asked quietly, her blonde hair ruffling in the desert beeze.

And they didn't even put up a fight, They didn't even make up a sound

[daimon]

"Freedom... Pure freedom..." He whispered softly in her ear... slowly his arms wrapped around her waist. "Freedom without punishment... The world... is mine." He whispered softly letting his lips lightly touch her skin now. His touch soft and delicate, beyond words.
Slowly his hands moved down her waist. "What is it you long for more then anything?" He smiled softly.

His eyes were the softest of blue, the light illuminating them making him
appear gentle, The crimson contrasting his skin color, his body glowed in the sunlight.
He was beautiful. "The people I meet, the women I make love to, the fighting... the fun... that makes life worth living. Without humans what would I do... Obviously as a white angel you've heard of me. They told you I was trouble, but Im not, im freedom." He smiled.