The demon moved down from the first floor to the dungeon where Hina had been kept. He heard the jingles of chains before he saw her, or any of the ones that were kept here. She wasn't alone. He was in his usual human skin, and acted like she wasn't even there. He went all the way past the other shackled ones to the other side of the dungeon, maybe just checking on her while he had had to do something else. As he was about to turn the corner, he turned to look at her for a moment. It was the very worst thing he had ever done. It was bound to have happened.

A large guardian demon stood at the end of the room, by the door he'd just exited from.

After Nox left, a little faerie flew down the hall and into the room, her long, dragon-fly like wings glittering and sparkling, little fiery bits of sparks shooting off of her and disappearing into the air. Violet eminated from her as well as gold and slight pink.

"I can get for you one thing,anything, anything at all you want.." The faerie told Hina. "While you are here." Her tiny mouth closed in a miniature cupid's bow. There was a very naughty catch to this wish. The tiny lady threw herself up higher into the air, making a 'm' right in front of Hina's face. She smiled at the woman and folded her arms, awaiting a reply. "Just call on me and I will appear with what you wanted!" Her tiny voice beckoned with a shrill giggle.

~*~*~*~

Talon walked down the stairwell, pausing at the scene of Nox and Hina. She smiled sadistically, biting on the inside of her lip. Why the angel was even in here, Talon had no idea. To be kept with the others? Nothing special at all? Not as though this was anything usual. Especially not for her family.

Her face was pale, her lips stained red to last all night. Her eyes were dark and deep set, very mature yet alluring and almost magickal. None of the other demons seemed to know about Hina's prescense, but these two did. Even Talon seemed to look at Hina sensually. Her small white hands wrapped around the bars proceeding to Hina's holding area. While Nox's back was turned, she moved closer with silent steps. She batted her eyes at the other woman, biting her lip visibly when Nox turned around, then she looked back to Hina.

Let us let her out, hmm?

You have already had your fun,so we've heard. She thought sullenly as she looked at the other woman and smiled, a sweet yet somehow very seductive smile all in one. She had the key for her and approached the shackled being.

Not as though she can really go anywhere,

Talon said, unlocking Hina's gate and then going to her wrists. At least, not without any .. problems.. She trailed her fingertips along Hina's arms. 'Such soft skin...' She thought, looking at Hina's lips. Her hand slipped to the small of Hina's back to rest just above her rear. Talon strode alongside, leaving her brother with whatever he was doing. She seemed to think she had the authority to do something like this.

Do you need anything kitten?

She took hold of Hina's hand like they were little girls and walked her through the dark corridors. She took less-known paths through the large home and dodged any others that they might have run into. She unlocked a door with a key from her blouse and let them into a room, a very large room. It was swathed with blacks, and reds, and Talon smiled very proudly, as if to say 'Mine.' She walked to the other woman and took her long locks in her hands, and began to fill the tub with hot water. Rose petals had already been lain, which Talon seemed to wrinkle her nose to. She moved to take off Hina's clothes, as if it were no-thing-at-all. And spun around to lock the door again.

Don't worry.You can get in and no one's going to mess with you,

She sighed sweetly, turning her eyes to the other lady. She curled up on the nearby bed and began to pour them a glass of wine each, flavoured sweetly with a hint of blood. Once she was done, she kneeled by the edge of the tub and set the glass onto the side, letting the smell waft to Hina over the warm vapors. She held her own glass with a long nailed hand, painted purple.

Nox....he is my...step brother,

She told Hina, her face tilted away and looking somewhat regretful. She felt sorry for the girl, in her own special way.

I have a few dresses that could fit you, maybe, darling.

Even though she was guaranteed a few hundred years of age at least, she acted like a teenager, with her legs crossed in front of her as she sipped her drink, as though she were just spending time with one of her girlfriends. She hoped Hina would react well to her advances, but was too confident to think much about it. Perhaps it hadn't been her first glass, either. Pretty soon she was in the mirror, checking her appearance again, masking what she thought with a calmed expression.

Talon looked at Hina and she scoffed a little, arching her brows.

No, Hina, that is not what I wish to do with you. She couldn't blame the other woman for asking but she
said it very bluntly, turning away from Hina's direction. The child. My little...nephew?

Him?

Her eyes had a spark in them, as if overjoyed. She pulled out a long cigarette and lit it slowly. A strange aroma of herbs filled the room, and in her haze, she picked up a robe and towel and set it near the tub. Walking down the marble stairs, she lifted her wine glass. Her black dress fit her well and shifted as she walked. As Nox's bachelorette stepsister, she had had many suitors but something had always seemed to go wrong. The rose petal bath had been something that had been arranged. This wasn't her regular quarters but a room she felt a special connection to and the male demon that had arranged her 'surprise' had known. Some of the ribbons from his gifts still lay on the counter beside the large mirror that covered three out of the four walls of the niche of the bathroom area of the suite.

She, too, wondered her own true motive for bringing Hina from the dungeons. Maybe she was just bored.
She could be impulsive and not quite think things clearly all of the time. She thought on her feet, just like her brother. It was like her feet just walked to take her places and her imagination ran away with her.

Our family is very close....Something went very wrong with Nox and this group. He used to be different. Holding all the stress so well until one day....He just lost his mind. I think it's a curse. He won't tell us what happened. Most of the time he seems very logical and collected. I know he can be very cocky though. Obviously whatever happened didn't go in his favor and I think he's looking for revenge..

She remembered a different Nox not that many years ago but - he had been like an atom bomb.
A small group of mages and something had gone very very wrong, with power placed in the wrong hands.
And he'd exploded, like fireworks, some uncontrollable force. Something inevitable, like the dark side of nature.
A silence filled the room, besides the jets of the large tub. She passed a thin bird boned hand through her dark curling locks, twirling the ends around her fingers. She seemed to also disappear into her mind, thinking of the tales she had been told of this woman. This was nothing but her shell, she knew ... though the mother of Nox's unborn son.

I wanted to let you get cleaned up, nothing in return. Taking you out of there just seemed easier. I know he wouldn't like anything happening to you.

Everything more she could say would be obvious. She could do without seeing Nox pacing around like some caged animal.

I would like the trauma for my nephew to be as little as possible,

She stated, her dark eyes lightening to a soft purple. They couldn't be more opposite. There was no gimmick or catch in that Talon did indeed feel sorry for Hina.

I wanted to catch you before anyone....messed...with you. It is for the better and worth any trouble it could cause.

She said, knowing mostly males were stationed in the dungeon ... but that wouldn't mean a woman was incapable of doing Hina harm. So, they had conceived. Hina's belly was tell-tale. She chewed her lip, finding this surprising news which may have foiled what plan she had. Maybe she really would do her best trying to keep Hina out of trouble, for sake of the child. She wouldn't really kill him. She's just saying that. When he's born, she'll change her mind, Thought Talon. Both his parents were gorgeous, so should the child. Hina wouldn't be able to murder him. She sat silently, turned away from the woman while she bathed, combing her own hair with a large silver soft bristled brush. Pieces of her silky hair were caught between the flexing white bristles. She turned and poured Hina's wine into her own glass, leaving a small bit in the glass. She normally wouldn't have done that but she figured Hina wouldn't be drinking.

What would it take to relight the fire in her?

No pain for you tonight...I shall hide you.


She giggled. She couldn't guarantee that Nox wouldn't be looking for her.

You're pregnant. They would be easy on you. Why risk making Nox angry. I just so happened to have thought of you when apparently he did too. Checking on you. He would be enraged at the thought of someone hurting you or his own. Could very well be the start of some interesting art.

She giggled again. Her eyes connected with Hina's in the mirror after she took another swallow of wine with pursed red lips. Red was like murky water in her relaxed yet defiant mischievous eyes.

You would not really kill your child?

One hand was on her hip. CHINK. She slammed her glass onto the counter and hopped up onto it in her black pumps with straps that went up her legs.

Could you be persuaded out of it?

Her lids sunk low around her eyes, giving her vampiric frame a sedated look. Even so, her movement was deft. She has no reason to trust me....
Basically a princess of hell in her own mind, she had more than the means to care for another individual and more than enough space to actually keep her. Especially since I just told her I know him well... Good going. Well it was the truth. It explained how she knew how to find her so soon. Her face squinched up as she went back into thought. She wasn't really keeping Hina prisoner. Not so much as what the others had been doing. She laughed a little, wondering what would happen when the others found out she'd raided the dungeon. Maybe she'd frame someone else. It would be easy ...

I have all that I need, why would I need anything from you?...I can't promise that my brother won't be looking for you though.

Her voice was another story, very smooth. Like a movie screen, memories flashed before her eyes. Before she knew it she had tears streaming down her face. Her irises twisted and swirled, red and purple in the dark depths. She was remembering something very deeply rooted. Her eyes were overcome with pain. She moved to meet eyes with Hina, as if she understood what she had just went through.

I am very sorry that that happened to you ....

She couldn't explain why she felt responsible. It was something else beside he was her brother.

I wanted to give you a few hours of sanctuary. Or more. To make it as though you are not a prisoner or slave but a guest...What he did was wrong. He says he couldn't help himself...

She didn't expect to be believed as she shook her porcelain doll face, her eyes animated looking because of her eyeliner. Her long fingers spiraled around the end of her glass and she tipped it to her mouth, setting it aside. She kicked her feet a little but seemed sullen, and fought to get rid of the feeling. Her stomach turned and she leapt down onto the ground, opening a huge closet and passing her hands over beautiful garments. Hina would probably want something comfortable. She felt riddled with her own curses and hang-ups but it didn't show, feeling like Hina's polar opposite. Smoking a little more, all recollections of feeling bad went away.

Take your pick!

Slight murmers of others came through the walls. She sighed, feeling sort of silly for what she'd done, but knew she had done the right thing. If anyone had messed with Hina .... her family had had enough excitement for this short time of having Hina around. She'd already told the woman that even their kind had enemies within itself, that they turned on each other. Why should I care what anyone thinks of what I did anyway. She arched her thin brows to herself. What could they really do to me?!! That was more like it. She folded her arms and the woman of hell leaned against the wall. Just like Hina she had her own scars. It was hard not to have any walking where they chose to. That had been before she had lost most of her heart. She found a comfort in feeling undead and being what she was. She had accepted it and enjoyed it. It was all she had known. And she wondered what another type of existence was like.