Thread: Flirting with the Devil [Shaelinn and Dreamer-]

Lara looked completely different when she finally cracked a smile, it took years off of her face with all of those harsh lines gone. Something about the girls laugh made the corners of Arcadias lips curl upward, a content feeling washed over her. This reaction to her partners genuine amusement was probably caused by their connection, and it made her wonder what it would feel like when Lara experienced other emotions, like fear or anger. Arcadia could only hope that Laras erratic human emotions would not hold to much effect over her own more strictly controlled ones. She looked over to Mr. Svenson and cocked an eyebrow, she was going to do what now? Sure, Ill cover any and all of the expensive. We truly are deeply apologetic for any inconvenience this may have caused you. The words that came out of Arcadias mouth almost made her sound like a robot, and the tone in which she spoke them didnt help any. It was her opinion that if Lara wanted to avoid the details of this little event getting around, then there was no better way to keep the man quite then to kill him. She didnt feel like giving over any amount of her money to pay for the damages Lara had caused, no matter how petty the coinage. Arcadia considered this a moment, noting that she did indeed feel that this act would be a tab petulant, but what the hell shed do it anyway, just on a whim. Besides, what Lara doesnt know wont her hurt at least, not in this case. She would probably return after they moved and finish the job, after taking her hard-earned money back. Oh, wait. This is entirely irrational. Who knows what family or friends this chap has. Nothing seems more suspicious then a large gaping hole in the wall, and the tenant in the next room immediately moving out the day of the crime. Well you win some, you lose some. Arcadia sighed inwardly after the self-induced mental bashing, silently grumbling over the fact she would have to tip-toe around people now because of Lara, since her actions would now not only affect herself, but someone else. Though, did she really care all that much? The change in the atmosphere when there was mention of another training session was very distinctive, and Arcadia turned to look at Lara to be greeted with another one of the girls classic stern expressions. She gathered up all of her patience and schooled her face to become impassive, not willing to let Lara get the best of her own rational mind and become annoyed. Lara was very much a child in the demons mind, extremely young and very inexperienced. On principal, children had always annoyed Arcadia, so why should this circumstance be any different? Fine, Ill get you some books to study. I know a witch who owes me a favor. She should have a grimoire or two that explain the basics of the magical arts. Though, you will not be able to learn everything you need to know from out of a book I should know, Ive tried. Practice makes perfect, so be prepared to conjure up another one of those mini hurricanes of yours. But next time I think we will train in a place much more susceptible to trauma, Arcadia uttered the last words while looking at the large hole in the wall with a small grimace on her face. She had to admit that what Lara had created was impressive and unlike anything she had ever seen an inexperienced human produce. Where had all of that wild energy come from? She did tell me that none of her family members were known for their magical potential. Is it possible that all of this just happened randomly, and Lara wasnt graced with these powers for some unknown purpose? Im not sure about this, either she was lying to me about her family or her family had been lying to her. Better yet, its just God having his fun and fucking with us because he can. It doesnt matter, I think I now have another reason to look into this mysterious family of Laras Arcadia was quick to follow Lara out of the flat and down the five flights of stairs to pass through the automatic sliding doors and out into the crisp morning air. She inhaled deeply, watching her breath escape her lungs in the form of small hazy clouds. It was a misconception that all demons preferred the blazing inferno that had come to be known as Hell. Most of the time demons came to hate the never ending heat and proceeded to search for cooler climates to inhabit. Arcadia was no exception and very much enjoyed the chillier seasons and types of weather. She followed behind Lara, letting her cut through the busy crowds of people blocking their path. The demon scrunched up her face at being called a pet but refrained from saying anything. What did inspire a word or two was when Lara started talking about possible sob stories and her cover-up for infiltrating the little band of Hunters. Dont worry. I will be sure to come up with something interesting, events so horrible they will be surprised that Im still able to walk and talk like a normal person, compared to being curled up and rotting away in a corner, said Arcadia sarcastically, rolling her eyes for good measure even though she knew Lara wouldnt be able to see the gesture. Humans were so easy to fool, some not as easy as others, but none the less it was all very doable. During her time on Earth Arcadia had quickly picked up her skills in acting and became an avid liar, because even her siblings could have the wool pulled over their eyes. When Lara whipped around to snap a picture of Arcadia, it probably wasnt the most flattering of ones because the demon had stopped suddenly and dawned a look bemusement. After the fact, Arcadia scrunched up her face and casted an accusatory glare at Lara. Really? Thats all you could come up with? Harmony Hathaway? Your imagination is grandiose, indeed, Arcadia snapped at Lara, the frown contorting her features into a mask of annoyance. Oh I wouldnt worry about me blowing my cover, dearie. Ill be sure to stay in character the enter time Im there. And, as an added bonus, I wont kill anyone. She smiled a thin lipped, razor sharp smile at Lara that didnt reach her dead eyes, devoid of humor. At the comment about putting a collar around her neck and keeping Arcadia on a leash, the demon had to bite her tongue to keep a laugh brim-full of mirth from coming out. Ha! I think this little human needs to be put back in her place, she is getting to cocky for my taste. She is really overestimating the control she has over me. Hmm, the only one that would be put into a collar in this relationship, is Lara. Arcadias dark brown eyes sparked with mischief as her human turned away and lead her into another grey building. Almost immediately they both bumped into a cheery red-haired girl named Elena, and Arcadia had to fight hard to keep a pleasant smile from slipping out of place. Oh for the love of Satin, what in the world is this?! Is this supposed to be their excuse for a Slayer of the Supernatural? Not quick on the uptake is she? Ah, humans, they never observe a thing, do they? Arcadia clasped her hands behind her back as she watched Lara leave to go visit her boss, then she turned on a heel to look at the smaller woman, this was going to be fun. A shiver of fury ran up Arcadias spine and caused her muscles to twitch, but the small, innocent looking smile on her face did not faultier. Of course you may, Elena. She was proud of herself for not uttering the words through gritted teeth as this inferior mortal insisted on butchering her imaginary name. When Elena asked why Harmony had wanted to join, Arcadias demeanor changed slightly, but just enough for the dense girl to catch on that this subject made her uncomfortable. Welll You see, it all started with my father, Arcadia slowly acquired a dreamy eyed expression of someone who was getting lost in memories as she proceeded her facade. He was a very absent father, his favorite pass-times being to drink and gamble, so he tended to completely neglect me and my siblings. Because of his neglect, we had to raise ourselves, and that didnt go so well. One night my brother went out searching for the vampires that had been rumored to be lurking in the city we lived in. He didnt come back for days and when he did he wasnt the same. Turns out he had found the nest of vampires and they took him into their ranks and changed him. The only reason he had returned to us was to bring us back to the nest to be turned as well. Everyone went with him, everyone except me, Arcadias voice trembled slightly and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she continued to tell her tale. He scorned me for this and declared I had betrayed him. But I continued to refuse because I knew what he was doing was wrong. He left, unwilling to harm me at the time, but made a point of mentioning that he wouldnt stop trying to bring me over, Arcadia let out a shuttered breath, dabbed at her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt and continued. A few years ago I had a child, and it was then that my brother decided to appear. He threatened me again, of course I refused, and then in a fit of anger he murdered my child. We were in the kitchen at the time, and I collapsed against the counter in shock. When he pleaded for my forgiveness and wrapped his arms around me to console me, I reached behind my back and grabbed a knife I was using to made dinner with. I plunged it into his heart, he staggered backward and fell to the floor, bleeding out on the tiles After that, I didnt do anything, I was unresponsive to everyone and everything. No one could bring me out of the dark hole I had trapped myself in. Until until I met Lara, A small blush crept onto Arcadias cheeks as she fiddled with her hands and avoided Elenas eye. She found out what happened, and she helped me through it. She told me about you guys and I decided to join the cause. One of those bastards killed my child, they arent fit to share this world with the rest of us. Arcadias voice had steadily become stronger than before, and more urgent. She now met Elenas gaze with a determination that blazed in her eyes. Arcadia patted herself on the back for the on-the-spot creation of that sappy sob story, even getting in the implication that she and Lara were more than just friends. She realized that she could have just answered the girls question with a simple Well, I thought killing monsters would be a great hobby but she really wanted these people to feel for her, and maybe even get a little attached to her fake persona. Plus, she didnt think Elena would mind, this girl probably devoured this sort of thing. Simon had entered on the opposite side of the hallway, a manila folder full of papers in his arms, and his head bent over as he examined the one on top. Incidentally, he almost crashed into Lara, but he looked up in time to stop himself and flash a large grin her way. Hellooo Lara. Coming in a little early today, arent you? He looked down at his watch to confirm his suspicions. He changed his course to follow her back the way he had come, keeping up with her with ease. Im sure you heard from Elena that the boss wants you in his offi-, His words were cut off as he looked over his should to gesture at the red-haired girl when he caught sight off Arcadia. Instead of finishing off his sentence, he let out a low whistle of appreciation. Well, where did she come from? A friend of yours, Lara? Simon looked at the shorter blonde girl with a wicked grin. Simon was 62, with creamy brown hair that framed his handsome face. His skin was a soft caramel color, and his eyes were hazel with little specks of gold. Currently, the man was wearing a pair of blue jeans with a sleek black shirt that hugged his torso. No one could say he wasnt good-looking, but his charm was too overstated and every time he grinned his cocky grin it made normal people want to punch his face. He was exactly what he seemed, the classic douche-bag. But, to his credit, he was able to change gears rather quickly. I was just going to drop these papers off with Trish and then I was going to go get everyone some coffee, would you like any? His playful grin was gone in an instant to be replaced with an arched eyebrow and sincere smile.