Thread: Going Organic (Hisako & DeviantAngel)

Claire rolled her eyes when she heard Mini mention that she wanted to hear the truth. The truth was that if she hadnt had her ability to charm others what she had done to survive in high school and prior to her mastery of control might be considered kidnapping and rape. She would definitely have to wait until after they had some kind of sex so she would understand and realize that with her desires she was practically a helpless victim herself. Claire at least believed she was a victim of her own body, however that guilt ended quickly after she was allowed to breathe. Claire looked back at Mini and apologized, Sorry darling, Im not a fan of that part of mebut I am a woman of my word. Also, you have been much moreopenthan most. Women typically steer clear of me for fear ofwell, its mostly rational fears. Either that or people see me as an object to their sexual desire rather than a person, Im mostly wondering which of those sides of the spectrum you fall under. She raised an eyebrow, My guess is somewhere in between. Claire paid ample attention to Mini. She didnt know many people, so it was hard for her to not pay attention. Knowing people fascinated Claire, and when she was younger she took pride in knowing her prey as she called them prior to their descent into depravity and lust. It was a joy of her to know her preys previous life, and somehow made their fall more bittersweet and enjoyable to her. However, as an adult finding out and getting to know people and their intimate details was just interesting, and she couldnt explain why. She had surmised it might be from some sort of desire to feed of the essence of who a person was or is via an empathic connection. After hearing about her sister Claire was surprised by what appeared to be a sudden apparition of a waiter. Claire had forgotten where they were and quickly realized it was an actual waiter, and she had forgotten her order. She looked back down at the menu and just as soon rolled her eyes as she remembered that she already knew her order. Claire clenched her eyes until she was confident they were with white sclera and not glowing pink. Turning her head towards the waiter she smiled warmly and spoke softly. I would like the vegan crabcakes with a small greek salad on the sidelight on the lettuce if possible please? She said as she handed over the menu before getting an answer. Oh, and Ill stick with waterlots of it in fact, may I have a refill? She was met with a nod and the server likely said something that she didnt pay attention to. She pulled her bangs aside again and followed up to Mini and her history. Home schooling seems she looked up and to the right as she thought about the prospect of Emelia trying to teach her, soon coming to the conclusion that private tutors would have been hired to educate her further and have her graduate at an early age. She returned her gaze to Mini as she bit her lip and smiled, Im not going to lie, if my mother was in charge of my education I wouldnt have formed a personality. My mother uses people, very cold and calculating. Im sure I would have been given tutoring and my education would have finished quicker if it were up to just Emelia. However, while all of that is a plus I am also certain that I would have been just as cold as she were, and I would be aiming to get to some supposed self-created goal rather than enjoy a nice date. Her dates typically leave the house the next day and frequently are never seen again, in all honesty I would like to see what kind of partner she picks. Its never one type or gender, Ive seen men and women come and go from her bedroom without even so much as a kiss goodbye. She giggled, and rolled her eyes, Yeah, shes a weird one, I love her to death though. She said looking back to Mini. I cant imagine being in your shoes after puberty though. She said her eyes darting down to her chest, then back up to her eyes. For me puberty was rough, and Im certain unique. However I cant even begin to empathize with your growing pain. For me my rear, chest, and everything else was kindathere. She said, obviously guarding that portion of her life. But it sounds like it worked out for you. If youre not the top girl though why am I wasting my time with you? Oh right She paused, ironically and coincidentally enough in time for her glass to be refilled by the waiter, for which she mouthed a quite thank you, I forgot, youre breathtaking, thats why. She smiled as she grabbed the filled glass and sipped from it again. She drank half the glass, and placed it back on the table as she resumed again. All jokes aside you seem wonderful, Im sure the other women dont hold a candle to youor do you call them girls for a reason? She mused, raising an eyebrow again. Lowering it as she began her next sentence, I wish I had your outlook in life, in our family our fur is our passion. Its even my passion in the bedroom, embarrassingly enough. I have to be careful at work to not get excited, when I inspect the fur I often find myself holding back my desire. I just love what we make so much She said, wincing as she quickly put her hands to her forehead and pushing down with her palms. Sorry, almostpoked out. She said with a nervous chuckle. She lowered her hands, and placed them on her lap. But yes, when it comes to me our slogan is a bit more personal. However looking at your life and the way you live it I couldnt possibly say its boring, nor you for that matter. Never apologize for what you are or who you become, especially when youre as gorgeous as you are. Claire said with a wink as she placed down her glass.