Thread: Demonizing an Angel *(Silvana | Areawin)

Oh he liked her. The more he watched her, the more interested he became in that girl. Silennia. Steadily things seemed to be working in his favor, even though Mina took one glance at the number and scoffed, I don't need another errand girl. However, she didn't throw it away, simply storing it into one of Shiori's coat pockets when the woman came back in for more of their equipment, What do you expect me to do with this? She raised a brow, seeming faintly annoyed as Mina stroked her cheek, Just keep it in case something comes up. She mused, the red-head shrugging. Keiran, on the other hand, pocketed the number almost as soon as it had been given to him, Let's go. It's getting late. he remarked to Mina, stepping past her and heading for the exit finally. Seeming quite satisfied with his evening. Mina was the last to leave, tagging after her brother. Twenty minutes later after leaving the club, they were checked into the local motel. Mina having booked the nicest room they had to offer while Ratri, Shiori, and Kenny their bass guitarist crashed together in the cheapest room they could find. Keiran was somewhere in-between. Not like he planned on sleeping anyways. He paced his room, restless. Thinking of the girl who he had seen at the nightclub. He wanted to get closer to her. A small grin spreading across his lips as he finally settled back on the bed, thinking of how she must have looked underneath that sexy black dress she had worn. All night he had watched her, studying her from afar. Taking note of everything, from the way she spoke, to the way she walked. The scent of her perfume fresh in his mind. Pulling the number out of his pants pocket, he laid it on the nightstand, shrugging out of his jacket and loosening several buttons as he changed into something much more casual. Keeping Mina rooted in one place was difficult, but not impossible. Damien seemed like just the thing to keep the red head occupied, and it was beyond obvious that there was more behind the owner's new offer. It was Mina that was the real target, not her band. Letting the two play cat and mouse for a little while would be more than sufficient for buying time to pursue Silennia. With such thoughts, he pulled the curtains shut and drew the blinds, locking the door as finally he slipped into the bed, cutting the lights down. On the top floor, Mina was just stepping out of the shower, her make-up washed up and her face wiped clean. Her long red hair dripping as she wrapped a towel around herself. The dress she had worn being tossed to the floor carelessly. As she stepped by it, the edges of the material began to dissolve, going from satin to a black smoke that faded into the air. The towel dropping around her ankles as she smirked. Eyes that had been pale green that evening began to shift and change, the color darkening drastically, shifting black for a moment before crimson began to bleed through. For a moment, she stood there, completely nude in the center of the room, stretching as more of that black smoke billowed around her feet, crawling up her skin and re-forming itself once more into a simple night dress. Everyone had their secrets, but Mina's and Keiran's was just a bit more extraordinary than the average. Slipping into bed, a devilish smile curved at the corner of her mouth as she closed her eyes.