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Lyria Wolf
Half Fallen
Half human
Her father had been the Fallen of Lust her mother some mortal who had unfortunately found herself in his path when he became unbound and free for a time to roam the earth. Lyria knew of her ability and the lure she could manipulate and how whenever she was near one of the other fallen her birthright power fought to take control. She has worked for years now hunting her father and his siblings brethren whatever they are.
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More than one fallen unbound... Jacob his usual arrogant self and the archbishop about to devour her last nerve with his "You will not prevent the police from doing what they can for the mortals... Even if that does get in the way of your infernal ways.". In the way... Yeah the cop was in the way in the dark about she and Jacob and what they were and that wasn't the worst of it. Not only does she have to fight unbound fallen but risk her innate powers distracting him and causing some fawning mortal following her around. At least here she could be at peace... What little peace even a half demon can know.
Another night another bottle of tequila as Lyria sat back in a darkened corner staring out over the club. Some hyperactive band from Greece dancing around the stage singing in both Greek and English about alcohol clearly another invite from Katia, she did have pretty good taste in music. It was rare that she take any real down time but since she had for now parted company with her former associates she had found this little place to hang out that also gave her a decent vantage point for not only the darker points in this town but also the less expected proper and "high society" decadence that her kind also used as hunting grounds. Not all of the fallen nor their offspring have to leave their hunting to the poorer and darker parts of town. There is just as much if not more corruption and easily manipulated people who are loaded with money to satisfy those manipulated dark desires and needs.
It was a slow night a surprisingly peaceful night as she sat back thinking more over what the spawn of yet another unbound fallen had to say... NO salvation for the damned... Why not give in and take her rightful place in this mortal world... all it took was to give into her demonic blood instead of fight it and hunt her own kind. With her "powers" she would never be lonely... no she would never me alone lonely was very different. Having powers of lust it was clear who her father was she had fought and sent him back to his prison a couple of times. It seemed like all her life she had been fighting them... at least since her powers activated and she learned what she was. Her powers have since them given her companions but nothing that she was ever sure was real and not just human hormones reacting to her powers.
She watched a young couple dance and kiss and seem so very much in love and shook her head... they were happy now but what would their life hold for them in 30 years? She saw another couple but the man held the scent of another woman on him as well the woman he was dancing with held the scent of anther male as well. Affair perhaps... or a prostitute and her latest paycheck... who knew. Two very different angles of this human existence and only two of many.
Her eyes closed and opened slowly seeming to softly flash red then back to their deep brown near black mortal color. Someone or something was near but what and was it there seeking her or just happened to wander into her general area? No the sense was not being masked... not being suddenly "covered up" this presence was no accident... She did not acknowledge it directly and poured herself another shot of tequila and sat back drinking.
They get a rise out of you that they will never know about.
A male voice slithered through the ethers for her ears only.
Join me for a drink or get out Jacob.
Her voice sliced through for his ears.
Jacob laughed a little and spoke again
Perhaps another time Lyria... looks like your pet cop is looking for you.
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((Jacob picture below))
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Lyria Wolf
Half Fallen
Half human
Her father had been the Fallen of Lust her mother some mortal who had unfortunately found herself in his path when he became unbound and free for a time to roam the earth. Lyria knew of her ability and the lure she could manipulate and how whenever she was near one of the other fallen her birthright power fought to take control. She has worked for years now hunting her father and his siblings brethren whatever they are.
~~~~~~~~~~~
More than one fallen unbound... Jacob his usual arrogant self and the archbishop about to devour her last nerve with his "You will not prevent the police from doing what they can for the mortals... Even if that does get in the way of your infernal ways.". In the way... Yeah the cop was in the way in the dark about she and Jacob and what they were and that wasn't the worst of it. Not only does she have to fight unbound fallen but risk her innate powers distracting him and causing some fawning mortal following her around. At least here she could be at peace... What little peace even a half demon can know.
Another night another bottle of tequila as Lyria sat back in a darkened corner staring out over the club. Some hyperactive band from Greece dancing around the stage singing in both Greek and English about alcohol clearly another invite from Katia, she did have pretty good taste in music. It was rare that she take any real down time but since she had for now parted company with her former associates she had found this little place to hang out that also gave her a decent vantage point for not only the darker points in this town but also the less expected proper and "high society" decadence that her kind also used as hunting grounds. Not all of the fallen nor their offspring have to leave their hunting to the poorer and darker parts of town. There is just as much if not more corruption and easily manipulated people who are loaded with money to satisfy those manipulated dark desires and needs.
It was a slow night a surprisingly peaceful night as she sat back thinking more over what the spawn of yet another unbound fallen had to say... NO salvation for the damned... Why not give in and take her rightful place in this mortal world... all it took was to give into her demonic blood instead of fight it and hunt her own kind. With her "powers" she would never be lonely... no she would never me alone lonely was very different. Having powers of lust it was clear who her father was she had fought and sent him back to his prison a couple of times. It seemed like all her life she had been fighting them... at least since her powers activated and she learned what she was. Her powers have since them given her companions but nothing that she was ever sure was real and not just human hormones reacting to her powers.
She watched a young couple dance and kiss and seem so very much in love and shook her head... they were happy now but what would their life hold for them in 30 years? She saw another couple but the man held the scent of another woman on him as well the woman he was dancing with held the scent of anther male as well. Affair perhaps... or a prostitute and her latest paycheck... who knew. Two very different angles of this human existence and only two of many.
Her eyes closed and opened slowly seeming to softly flash red then back to their deep brown near black mortal color. Someone or something was near but what and was it there seeking her or just happened to wander into her general area? No the sense was not being masked... not being suddenly "covered up" this presence was no accident... She did not acknowledge it directly and poured herself another shot of tequila and sat back drinking.
They get a rise out of you that they will never know about.
A male voice slithered through the ethers for her ears only.
Join me for a drink or get out Jacob.
Her voice sliced through for his ears.
Jacob laughed a little and spoke again
Perhaps another time Lyria... looks like your pet cop is looking for you.
~~~~~~
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((Jacob picture below))
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