Innocence

[Lilith]

It had been good for Lilith to have an evening to herself without someone trying to kill her, exploit her, or generally piss her off. This was in due no small amount to the afternoon Talk with Seven. Twas good to see an old face, a... fami-... well, you get the idea. However she was still disturbed by the fact that her own assistant seemed to be.. spying, on her. She had told Katja to keep tabs on others... but she herself, was not on that list. But moreover... the situation Seven had informed her of...

... Lily.

!... Katja!

Um, yes Lilith?

The voice putruds itself out from around the collumn of their suite. Lilith could hear the hesitation within her assistant's voice. Honestly... she liked that sound. As horrifying as the memories were that were clouding her mind.. you could never ignore a disturbed innocent young woman who was somewhat intimidated by you. Especially if you were Lilith.

... May I ask what it is your job description falls under?

.. Uh... um?

I'm asking you, what, your job, is.

Lilith glares upwards, her gaze trying it's best to gnaw it's way through Katja's poor little frame of a body. She really was not in the mood for games.

Um.. I'm your personal assistant as dictated by my Step-Father, and predecessor.. Iggy Lezzard. As his only kin left the task of... assisting you was left to me as his 'parting gift'.

Is that all?

.. Well there is a technical journal of things I'm to-

Lilith snapped up from her seat. Her left forearm drives itself up against Katja's tiny frame of a body, drilling it against the lithe girls' chest. Katja is knocked back and over, tumbling a step or two as she gasps for air holding her chest tightly. Lilith can tell by the expression on her face, her little chibified Russian 'Pet' was confused.

You're fucking SPYING ON ME KATJA! Did you really think I wouldn't notice?! The 'convenient' texts during my fight with that Asian Wench Manami! Or earlier today when I was speaking with Seven?! Iggy was intelligent enough not to spy on me, as his supposed step-daughter I'd of ASSUMED you'd of inherited the TRAIT!

... He did spy on you.

What did you just say?

Lilith was about to retire to her room. She was going to let this outburst of anger subside, she was going to allow things to cool off. She didn't hate Katja, I mean come on... she's cute. Lilith can't really 'hate' cute things, especially if they happen to be in a small 'Twin-Tailed' Russian package with lightly bronzed blonde hair. She was going to head off, try to calm down... but that little brat didn't know when to quit. Lilith slowly turns around, casting her gaze down at Katja as she begins to rise up to one knee. She cracks her neck slowly as her gaze fixates on Katja's movements.

.. I said, he did, spy on you... did you.. really think all those years he had worked for you... for your.. 'Father'.. that he didn't have eyes and ears in more places than you thought possible?..

... My fath....

Lilith reaches down, grabbing Katja by the collar of her shirt in a haste...

A bad haste. Katja quickly reaches up with her fingers outstretched, she digs the tips of her fingernails up against Lilith's forearms with as much force as she can muster before running literally head-first into Lilith's abdomen. Both women end up spilling to the floor in a haze.

... Un-fuckin'-believable...

Lilith was more shocked than angry. The fact that someone of Katja's size had enough... well, 'umph' to knock her over... that was quite impressive. Had to give it to her for that. It was indeed a fee- Kay.
Done being impressed. Back to pissed.

Lilith begins the process of reaching her arms down. She was going to strangle the little bitch-- Until a odd beeping sound begins filling the living room of her suite.

.. What the hell is-

Oh! Good... it's finally come in.

Katja slowly springs up off of Lilith's chest. She dusts herself off as if nothing had happened, and with glee begins to skip over towards her room. Slowly rummaging through one of her many bags, she comes back out into the den with her trusted and oh-so-favorite'd iPad. Nice new little trinkets these things were. She begins dialing on icons and scrolling through windows before turning the screen and mini-computer itself towards Lilith with a smile beguiling her age.

I did some more research into that little problem child we'd run into. Kenjiha, remember?

... Yes.

Lilith was wary to answer anything at the moment. A hell of a lot just took place. She'd rammed her forearm, in a close quarters, to someone nearly 50lbs lighter than her and almost a Goddamn foot shorter... sure she didn't use ALL her weight or strength, but still... Katja had almost brushed it off like it was nothing. Yet she seemed so taxed for air when she went down?... Not to mention the sudden cheery disposition after the largely insulting accusation of Lilith's tried and true, trusted former employee Iggy... potentially double crossing her. So you can understand.. Lilith was not in a trusting mood. She slowly gets up off of the ground, dusting her skirt off with her palms and readjusting the buttons and seems of her blouse before looking at Katja and the screen before her.

Yeah, Katana. The one who's going to get absolutely demolished by Seven in-front of 'Americas Finest'. What of him?

It seems Mister Taylor is noooot the only individual that Kenjiha has upset the 'apple cart' of. A man going by the moniker of 'Half Death'-

I'm sorry. Wait... wait wait..

Lilith lifts her hand up to stop Katja. Waving it back and forth while trying not to laugh. You're kidding, right?

.. Half Death? Did this guy play one too many Valve games or something?

Yes yes the stage name is unique. You're missing the point. Mister... um, Half, as it were. Seems to be a life long enemy of Kenjiha, just like Mister Taylor.. but more importantly.... he works for N.E.O.; as well.

.....

A moment of silence. The implication seems, much clearer now.

Yes? See now? I know you wanted to have Mister Taylor make contact with Mister Starr earlier in the Lounge. This, is why I stopped you. 'Seven' as it were, has a conflicting alliance between whomever he comes into contact, save 'The Family' and it's Associates. You fall under this category. It would be unfruitful to use him as a messenger for Mister Starr. Regardless of his friendship as a whole with you, I'm sure Mister Taylor and Mister Starr in their own rights have issues... but Mister Half... he is new, to N.E.O.
... Usually new people... they need mentors, right?

.... Haha... I'm starting to like you, Katja.

~ To Be Continued

[Lilith]

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~ 3 Hours Later
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Lilith?

... Hm?

Lilith's attention is scarce as her view glares at the T.V. screen before her. Nice big plasmas in this suite. 1 Penn wasn't doing half bad so far. Sadly, it couldn't help her right now. Her brow furrowed like so many stereotypical Jewish Mother-In-Laws' before her time. Her concentration cracking between Katja's voice and the sound emanating from the screen. Her fingers work rapidly, trying to catch her eyes and their reaction time. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. She grinds her teeth somewhat as the screen continues to flash and emit sound after sound. She sits cross legged, in nothing but her 'home wear' of a white t-shirt, emblazon with a Violet Cross a crossed it's left shoulder and a pair of dark pink and purple short shorts. Not even sitting on the sofa. Hunkered down in front of the screen, not a mere foot from the flashing lights and sound-

!.. Son of a-

Lilith continues to swirl her fingers, trying to close in. She bites down on her bottom lip. Trying to delay the more than likely envidble. But... it was not to be tonight. The screen flashes a bright array of colors. Red, Orange, Yellow and the other Citrus based hues. The sound emits loud and clear.

K.O.!!

SONOVABITCH! He cheated! Bastard was spamming- OI YOU CAN HEAR ME OVER THERE!! You scurrying little turtle sumbitch-

... Uh.. Lilith?

-- Yeah yeah talk all the smack you want you little bastard least I don't have to hide behind tick throws and fuck-... WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL MY JURI?! AW HELL NO!!

.... Lilith?

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~ 15 Minutes Later
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... So you were playing an online game? .. So the person you were shouting to was through that headset?..

Yes. I told you that...
-- Why are you looking at me like that.

... Oh it's nothing, nothing at all...

... Uh huh.... anyway, what did you want now? I'm still pissed about earlier-

Yes I can tell.

... Look... you pint-sized Russian flavored mini-bite brat... I just got cheated out of three hundred player points by-

.. Alright. How about I stop you right there from saying anything else that may cause me to lose anymore respect for you than the last half hour has already permitted. I have news. Do you remember me telling you about Miss Gianni's blog?

... Hmmmm..

Lilith thinks for a moment. She did remember Katja mentioning something about that... along with Starry's or someone's right? Lilith nods to herself for a moment before getting up and stretching a bit. Sitting that far down in front of a T.V. can kinda tighten you up a bit. She rolls her shoulders and shakes out her wrists slowly before staring at her mini assistant.

Yeah, what of it?

... Have you taken the time to read it yet?

No. I don't really think I need anymore information on Amber to hate her than I already do, I don't think that's possible anyway. Thanks for telling me though.

.. Lilith I think you may need to read it. There are some... pieces of information she discloses that.. may be unwise for the general public to come upon... involving you, yes?...
... And your past.

.... Hm.

Lilith strides past Katja without another word. She wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean, but it didn't exactly sound good. She heads into her bedroom, plopping down on her bed she reaches across the side to the table next to it. Slowly she plots her index finger for the power button as the machine begins to light up and the whirring sounds of it's innards begin to fill Lilith's room. She takes in a deep breath with a sigh as she waits for it to fully come up. Unwise?... Hm.... as much as Lilith despised Amber, she couldn't see Gianni being one of the people who would mudsling in public. Anytime you take shots at someone in public, it ends up reflecting on you too. Lilith didn't picture Amber as the kind of person who'd be willing to get a 'dirty' image. The screen pops up, Lilith inputs her password and begins browsing. Coming across the forwarded blog Katja had sent to her E-Mail. For some reason however, a prompt comes up on the screen.

Windows has found an Attachment.
Would you like to download now?
[Yes] [No]

Attachments?...

Lilith ponders for a moment. Wait, maybe this is what Katja meant. Maybe Amber found some sort of old file or log on Lilith and ended up posting it on the fuckin' web. Lilith grinds her teeth in fury. She'd never do that to other-....
......
Well okay, Lilith HAS done it to other people, but it was only a couple of--...
....
Ehh... alright. So it was kind of a regular thing. But it was LILITH doing it. Making it okay. Amber sure as fuck wasn't allowed to use one of Lilith's own forms of punishment. She runs the mouse over to the dialog box and clicks on the yes option.

... !!....
....

... Oh my.

The distinct voice of Katja peeking over her shoulder registered, but not a whole hell of a lot. Lilith's eyes freeze on the screen before her.



.....

.. Lilith? You okay?.. You should go ahead and read the blog..

.... Hm?

Lilith tilts her head to the side, without her sight leaving her screen. She was... confused. Slightly. No. Entirely. She knew Amber was an attractive woman. Few ugly people make it into Playboy. And she had indeed had a sinister ploy to try and 'play' with Amber before destroying her. But for some reason, can't think of why... ahem. Right now Lilith's mind was somewhat frozen in place. Jonny was a good looking man. Starry was ruogh and tumble kind of good looking. Sylas was a Legend and ripped. Alexis... Alexis was a Goddess. But it seemed there was starting to become a competition in Lilith's mind on that aspect.

.. Lilith? Hello?.. Hey, Lilith!

.. nmF.. What? Yes. I'm here.

... Sure you are. I mean yeah she's attractive but still, the matter at hand-

... You sooooo don't understand the -reason- why she's attractive Katja.

.. What do you mean? She's attractive cause of her body, it's obvious.

No no. What makes someone SEXUALLY attractive is their body. Amber is that yes. But she's also -Attractive-.

... Um, what's the difference?

A deviously evil grin plasters itself across Lilith's face. That was always the million dollar question wasn't it? What is the difference. Few could tell, fewer had the chance to get close enough to see. And even less of that percentage even knew it existed in reality and not used as a common phrase among sex addicts and porno directors. But oh it existed, and in it's purest... purest fucking form, it was almost the farthest thing from what the Dictionary had painted it as. She smiles again, licking her lips slooowly before turning to Katja, Cheshire grin intact.

It's -Innocence-.
... And I'm going to fuckin' blacken it.

~ To Be Continued

Oh noes!
Amber In Sights!
Will Lilith ever actually -READ- the blog?
Will Katja learn the meaning of this so-called -Innocence-?
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