Post by Lilith on Dec 31, 2010 18:23:46 GMT -5
Che... Katja, I hate you.
I live to serve Lilith.
.. Bullshit....
Lilith stares up at the vast skyscraper style building known as 1 Penn Plaza. With a grimace on her face and a thorn in her side, now known as her new personal assistant; she begins the trek through the front entrance. After her own personal 'Jailbreak', Lilith had some more questions for dear ol' Katja. But the more pressing matter at hand was the unfortunate truth of the little brat being right. Lilith was wasting away in her own skin. Being a model was fine, and even fun if you got her in one of those interrogation rooms and managed to make her admit it. But Lilith... Lilith missed.. well;
She missed hurting people.
Really. The physical anguish, the emotional damage of destroying someone in the ring. The trauma she could cause outside of it, using people as pawns. Turning lovers against one another. Climbing towards power by any means. The feel of someone's neck crashing to the ground from a beautifully placed Kiss of Death. Hearing people scream and at times moan whilst being placed in various painful submission moves...
And of course the ability to be able to pick from a ripe garden of Bevvy beauties backstage, the chase, the hunt, the kill...
The victory.
Ohh yeeeeah baby...
Hm... big place-
Hello Miss. Welcome to One Penn Plaza, may I show you around?
... No I'm goo-
Where is the office of Miss Blackheart located?
Lilith shoots Katja a glare. Personal assistants usually you know, follow along. They're supposed to be like... butlers or maids with book-learnings' But this one, it was like she had a mind of her own. What a total bitch.
Ms. Blackheart's office is on the top floor of the Plaza young lady. I can contact her secretary and have her schedule an appointment if you would like, she's currently busy at the moment.
Yes that would be-
Lilith quickly slips behind Katja, in the guise of a sisterly embrace, she wraps her forearms around Katja's mouth and forces a smile at the woman.
No, that's okay for now. We're just taking in the sights of the uh.. yes, the World Famous 1 Penn, isn't that right Katja? Yes yes of course. Thank you for the information though.
Uhm... yes, no problem. We hope you enjoy your stay ladies.
... Mmn... Mmmnff!... MMnNffFG!!
... Is she alrigh-
Yes yes she's fine. Skin ship it's skin ship, we women have to stick together right raa raa all that, we'll be looking around now ;D
.. Yes.
Lilith begins essentially dragging Katja by her head as she walks, finally getting a good enough distance from the Tour Guide she releases her grip on her newfound 'friend'.
-Bah... what the hell is wrong with you? You could have killed me!
Don't be mellow dramatic. If I wanted to kill you I would have done it. And what the hell is wrong with you! I never said I wanted to meet with that bitch Callisto right off the bat did I? I'M the one in charge here Katja, me. ME. Lilith. Say it with me now-
You can call me Katheryne.
.... God damn I hate you.
But I'm so cute and stuff ;D
.....
Lilith simple grinds her teeth and clenches her fists. She doesn't usually speak ill of the Dead. But what the FUCK was Iggy thinking leaving her with someone like THIS?! He must have been high. She shakes her head before turning around and taking in some of the sights of the inner workings of the lobby area of 1 Penn. It really is a nice place.
Katja, can you head back to the hotel for now.
What, why?
... I just, have a feeling you'd be better off there. Can't quite expla-
So you're going to run off as soon as I leave aren't you.
.....
Unfurrow the brow unfurrow the brow. This bitch does nothing but interrupt. It's beginning to get severely annoying. Lilith clenches her fists tighter before spinning around and looking down at her chibi-sized assistant.
No. But I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here right now. So, please. Head back ahead of me.
Hm.. alright. I'll see you back at the hotel Lilith.
Katja spins around and gives a slight wave of her wrist as the tiny frame becomes more and more distant, eventually leaving the building completely. Lilith huffs out a short sigh before turning her attention back to the lobby area and it's surroundings...
... As if I didn't see that icy cold stare you were giving everything with a pulse.....
Anyway, let's see what they have in this place..
Lilith tussles her long blood red hair a couple times. It had been nearly IMPOSSIBLE to fully comb it out this morning. Took an hour and a half, it was a real bitch. She smooths out her white laced blouse before adjusting the hem of it softly. Dry cleaning is useless on lace, it's all pretty much by hand you know. She tucks her thumbs in two of the back loops of her low rider jeans before walking along one of the various pathways of the halls. The clicking of her now infamous heeled boots seems to almost echo, even in these busy and bustling corridors.
Wait..
Where the fuck is she?
..... Che.
Lilith quickly spins around and tries to gage her barrings. It was impossible she got lost after a mere three minutes of walking... right? Then again this was a vastly big freaking tower.. She snorts out and sighs heavily before drugging along the last way she remembers taking.
... Ah well, some of the best ways to enjoy scenery is while being lost right?.. Right...
Fuck, I need a drink. And the blood of that bitch Callisto wouldn't hurt, that'd be a nice pick me up..
I live to serve Lilith.
.. Bullshit....
Lilith stares up at the vast skyscraper style building known as 1 Penn Plaza. With a grimace on her face and a thorn in her side, now known as her new personal assistant; she begins the trek through the front entrance. After her own personal 'Jailbreak', Lilith had some more questions for dear ol' Katja. But the more pressing matter at hand was the unfortunate truth of the little brat being right. Lilith was wasting away in her own skin. Being a model was fine, and even fun if you got her in one of those interrogation rooms and managed to make her admit it. But Lilith... Lilith missed.. well;
She missed hurting people.
Really. The physical anguish, the emotional damage of destroying someone in the ring. The trauma she could cause outside of it, using people as pawns. Turning lovers against one another. Climbing towards power by any means. The feel of someone's neck crashing to the ground from a beautifully placed Kiss of Death. Hearing people scream and at times moan whilst being placed in various painful submission moves...
And of course the ability to be able to pick from a ripe garden of Bevvy beauties backstage, the chase, the hunt, the kill...
The victory.
Ohh yeeeeah baby...
Hm... big place-
Hello Miss. Welcome to One Penn Plaza, may I show you around?
... No I'm goo-
Where is the office of Miss Blackheart located?
Lilith shoots Katja a glare. Personal assistants usually you know, follow along. They're supposed to be like... butlers or maids with book-learnings' But this one, it was like she had a mind of her own. What a total bitch.
Ms. Blackheart's office is on the top floor of the Plaza young lady. I can contact her secretary and have her schedule an appointment if you would like, she's currently busy at the moment.
Yes that would be-
Lilith quickly slips behind Katja, in the guise of a sisterly embrace, she wraps her forearms around Katja's mouth and forces a smile at the woman.
No, that's okay for now. We're just taking in the sights of the uh.. yes, the World Famous 1 Penn, isn't that right Katja? Yes yes of course. Thank you for the information though.
Uhm... yes, no problem. We hope you enjoy your stay ladies.
... Mmn... Mmmnff!... MMnNffFG!!
... Is she alrigh-
Yes yes she's fine. Skin ship it's skin ship, we women have to stick together right raa raa all that, we'll be looking around now ;D
.. Yes.
Lilith begins essentially dragging Katja by her head as she walks, finally getting a good enough distance from the Tour Guide she releases her grip on her newfound 'friend'.
-Bah... what the hell is wrong with you? You could have killed me!
Don't be mellow dramatic. If I wanted to kill you I would have done it. And what the hell is wrong with you! I never said I wanted to meet with that bitch Callisto right off the bat did I? I'M the one in charge here Katja, me. ME. Lilith. Say it with me now-
You can call me Katheryne.
.... God damn I hate you.
But I'm so cute and stuff ;D
.....
Lilith simple grinds her teeth and clenches her fists. She doesn't usually speak ill of the Dead. But what the FUCK was Iggy thinking leaving her with someone like THIS?! He must have been high. She shakes her head before turning around and taking in some of the sights of the inner workings of the lobby area of 1 Penn. It really is a nice place.
Katja, can you head back to the hotel for now.
What, why?
... I just, have a feeling you'd be better off there. Can't quite expla-
So you're going to run off as soon as I leave aren't you.
.....
Unfurrow the brow unfurrow the brow. This bitch does nothing but interrupt. It's beginning to get severely annoying. Lilith clenches her fists tighter before spinning around and looking down at her chibi-sized assistant.
No. But I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here right now. So, please. Head back ahead of me.
Hm.. alright. I'll see you back at the hotel Lilith.
Katja spins around and gives a slight wave of her wrist as the tiny frame becomes more and more distant, eventually leaving the building completely. Lilith huffs out a short sigh before turning her attention back to the lobby area and it's surroundings...
... As if I didn't see that icy cold stare you were giving everything with a pulse.....
Anyway, let's see what they have in this place..
Lilith tussles her long blood red hair a couple times. It had been nearly IMPOSSIBLE to fully comb it out this morning. Took an hour and a half, it was a real bitch. She smooths out her white laced blouse before adjusting the hem of it softly. Dry cleaning is useless on lace, it's all pretty much by hand you know. She tucks her thumbs in two of the back loops of her low rider jeans before walking along one of the various pathways of the halls. The clicking of her now infamous heeled boots seems to almost echo, even in these busy and bustling corridors.
Wait..
Where the fuck is she?
..... Che.
Lilith quickly spins around and tries to gage her barrings. It was impossible she got lost after a mere three minutes of walking... right? Then again this was a vastly big freaking tower.. She snorts out and sighs heavily before drugging along the last way she remembers taking.
... Ah well, some of the best ways to enjoy scenery is while being lost right?.. Right...
Fuck, I need a drink. And the blood of that bitch Callisto wouldn't hurt, that'd be a nice pick me up..
