Descent smiled to herself as she sat in the beautifully
decorated parlor, quietly explaining what had transpired since she had
last visited. "At least the priest has stopped shooting at me," she
fininshed, her glossy black hair flowing over her bare breasts.
Nocturne shook her head with a little smile, the brown haired
vampiress relaxing nude nearby, both of them taking a moment to recover
from their night of lovemaking. "I'm impressed you could reason with
her," she admitted, "though I'm a bit nervous about her staying in
town."
"Sam seems honourable," Descent said softly, "I don't think you
have anything to fear."
Nocturne surprised her with a laugh, "I'm not worried about
that, love." She smirked, "I know Natasha has a few surprises up her
sleeve."
Descent nodded slightly, considering the formidable servant of
the two vampires, "I wouldn't put anything past her, I think.." She
hesitated for a moment before asking, "How are things between Lisa and
Dominique?"
The elegant vampire sighed softly, "It hasn't changed, I'm sorry
to say." Nocturne sipped something red from a glass, "She still takes
Lisa's memory away, every morning."
"Do you think," Descent said quietly, "that Lisa could come to
love her?"
Nocturne shrugged eloquently. "The one time Dominique freed her
from her glamor Lisa paniced," she explained, "and she fears such a
thing might happen again."
"I feel a bit sorry for both of them," Descent softly admitted,
"because neither of them wins the way things are now."
"I'm not sure what you mean?" Nocturne asked softly.
"Dominique doesn't get the deeper love that she wants from
Lisa," Descent sighed, "and Lisa never knows how much Dominique cares
for her."
Nocturne rose from her seat, reaching out a pale hand to Descent
as she said, "It's something to think about, but there's nothing we can
do tonight." She smiled, eyes lingering over her body, "And I find I'm
feeling... hungry once again."
Descent smiled back, her own eyes studying the vampiress as she
was tugged to her feet. "I think I'm going to enjoy this," she purred.
Nocturne chuckled as they strode over to the bed, "Not as much
as I will."
Hours later dawn was nearly there as Descent reached out to
strode Nocturne's hair back from her face. "One of these nights I'df
like to take you out on a date," she murmured.
"I'd like that," Nocturne smiled back at her drowsily, her eyes
closing as she gave in to sleep.
Descent slipped from the bed, picking up her clothes and
dressing quickly. Her black leather top was tied across the front with
laces while the matching pants fit like a second skin. "I'd love to know
where she get's these costumes for me," Descent murmured as she slipped
from the bedroom.
"I suspect m'lady special orders them," the amused voice said
from right behind her. Descent spun around to see Natasha standing there
dressed in her maid's uniform, meeting her eyes with a impish little
smile. "She gets a great deal of enjoyment going through the various
catalogs and picking them out," she added.
"Don't startle me like that, Natasha," Descent said as they
walked down the hall.
"Sorry about that," Nocturne didn't look too repentant. "Did you
make sure that she was safely abed before you left?" she asked.
"She was sleeping soundly," Descent said calmly before softly
adding, "did you send Lisa home or do I need to...?"
"I sent her home with our driver," Natasha explained.
Descent shook her head with a smile, "I still find it hard to
get used to all this."
"You adapt," Natasha gave her an amused look.
Descent snorted softly as they reached the door, "Gee, thanks."
"Be careful," Natasha said softly as she opened the front door,
slipping something into Descent's hand as she added, "m'lady would miss
you deeply, I think."
"I'll do my best," Descent agreed, striding off down the street.
She walked quickly, moving through the warren of alley's and buildings
to make her way across town, her mind occupied with her thoughts as she
intentionally traveled as confusingly as possible.
It was an odd relationship that Descent had with the vampiress,
one that they were both adapting to. She and Nocturne had been seeing
each other for well over a month now, sleeping together every few days
in the luxurious brownstone then parting with the morning light. They
played out various senarios together, costumes and identities shifting
in the bedroom, then they talked about their lives together afterward.
The envelope crinkled in her pant pocket and Descent sighed
softly. She continued to receive money from Nocturne, despite her
insisting that she really didn't need it. She supposed that Nocturne
needed to do it but still, she had to put her foot down about it
eventually.
'Enough of that,' Descent thought, stretching out her slim body,
'there's work to do.' She slipped into an dark alley, gripping the rough
stone wall with suddenly claw like fingers as she climbed up the wall
like a cat.
"It took you long enough," Sam said crisply, the black clad
priest looking out over the city, the buildings colored rosy with the
dawn. Her short brown hair was gently windblown, the white on her
priest's collar striking.
Descent walked over to Sam, her black hair flowing back from the
gentle breeze. "I doubt I'm late," she answered dryly. "What did you
want to see me about?" Descent asked.
"Diana's servants have been busy," Sam looked grim. Quietly she
spoke about the desecrated church, the tainted body left there as some
kind of unholy calling card. "I want to find who did this," her eyes
narrowed, "and make them pay."
"How can I help?" Descent asked directly.
Sam's lip's twitched up in a smile, "Considering that I tried to
kill you you're remarkably accomidating." More seriously she tapped her
silver cross and said, "I tried to trace whomever did it but they
covered their tracks too well."
Descent looked at her with a slight smile, "We all make
mistakes. Let's hit the bars around the city, break some arms and see if
we can get some information."
"Sounds like a plan," Sam agreed. She looked over Descent
thoughtfully and noted, "But you might want to go home and change
first."
Descent looked down at herself and nearly blushed, rwealizing
that she was still in the leather top and pants. "Turn around," she
ordered Sam crisply.
"Why?" Sam asked, looking confused.
Descent began to untie her top and Sam spun around, blushing.
The leather pants slid down, setting them down with the top before she
stood there nude. She focused her will, her form changing so that she
wore a simple black bodysuit. "You can look now," Descent smiled,
tucking her other clothes under her arm.
"I still can't get used to that," Sam muttered.
"I'll still need to drop these off," Descent nodded to the
bundle of clothes, "but this should save us some time."
"Right," Sam answered, walking to the fire escape ladder that
lead down to the street. They reached the ground together, Descent
leaping from the roof top to simply drop down beside her. "So where are
we going?" she asked.
"Just follow me," Descent said simply. They weren't too far from
the apartment that she was renting, so it only took a few minutes to get
there. She unlocked the front door and waved Sam inside with a simple,
"Come on in."
"The building's quite the dive," Sam noted as she looked around,
"but in here's not bad."
The apartment was clean if bare, only a dining table, chair and
couch sitting around. A TV sat on a older stand and sprigs of herbs were
hund about the room but other than that there wasn't much. It looked
like a place you existed in, not lived.
"Thanks," Descent disappeared into the bedroom and set the
clothes on a dresser before walking back out, "it's clean annd I've made
it as secure as I was able."
Sam took a closer look at the decorative herbs, the insignia
painted on the walls with water and fragrant oil. "Wards and seals," she
realized, "very good."
Descent flashed a smile, "I wanted one place, at least, where
I'm entirely safe."
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