Night Time Dancing [FINISHED]

[DAPHNE COEMAN]

---------It was late. Oh lord it was late. Far too late for anyone in their right mind to be awake unless there was an all out attack on the base or the night shift was throwing a party. Daphne woke to the sound of a loud thud against the wall, it was distant but sounded remarkably like a person. Having been followed by faint voices, she knew it was definitely more than one person. She slowly lifted her head from where it rested on her arms. She fell asleep working, as usual, and her red hair was in a mess.
---------Being certain not to make too much noise as a small act of kindness to those who were sleeping, she made her way out of her storage-closet lab and began making her way to the source of the noise. As she entered the main room she raised an eyebrow. A shirtless man snogging a creepy white-haired girl... or maybe it was the other way around. She really couldn't tell who was kissing whom. What was most important is that neither of them were Rebellion. She knew every face in their gang and those two did not match any profile. Moving to where she was a bit closer but still at a safe distance she sighed exasperatedly. Why did it have to be her? "Get out," she said commandingly, a hint of her irritated attitude seeping through.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

Something in the back of his mind told him he didn't like being controlled, in fact, he refused to be controlled. Yeah. His parents had tried to control him. They had blackmailed him into behaving so that they wouldn't treat his sister even worse. Teachers had tried to control him. Police had tried to control him. Gang leaders had tried to control him, but it never worked. He had a distinct hatred for being controlled, it was part of the reason he'd never joined a gang at this place and part of the reason he got along with his sister so well. But this was only in the back of his mind. In the front of his mind he was thinking it wouldn't be such a bad thing to be controlled by this creature. But the back part of his mind still attempted to fight back.

“It could be fun to be controlled by me...” he offered, thinking maybe she didn't get how much fun it could be to be controlled by him. He took a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of her mouth all over his chest and he gripped the top of her head, pushing her against him. God what was it about her that felt so amazing? He's only ever had one girlfriend he really liked and as he remembered, not even she had made him want her this much. It was like she'd gone into his mind and put all his senses on hyperdrive because everything she did felt a million times more intense than if anyone else did them. He busied his hands with undoing his belt just so she would stop stalling.

That was when they were interrupted by a harsh voice telling them to get out, and he turned his head to see a really hot girl, man, today was the jackpot. Yes, in comparison to the girl he was with she seemed like nothing but he still appreciated it, although not her sentiment. Why should he leave? She wasn't using the space. “Nah I don't think so,” he said as he turned back to the girl he was really interesting in. The other girl could join them if she wanted to.

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: Bad Reputation - Freedy Johnston
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules the super awesome person

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

She honestly wasn't sure what to do by his words. Most males agreed right away. While she did love the feeling of being controlled, she didn't like too many possibilities for change. With her in control, she could control everything. Imagine the strength it would show, for her too be controlling such a powerful.... What ever he called himself. Thoughts whirled through her mind, as she teased and delayed the pleasureable outcome. Teasing was almost the most fun, but then, nothing could compare to the actual act.

Pausing in her ministrations, she turned her crystals back up his own. What a cocky boy. Good thing he's gorgeous. "I could let you attempt to control me" she murmured softly. Not waiting for his answer, she began slowly tugging his pants lower. Just low enough that they were baggy and easy to work with. Leaning down, she let her tongue sooth all the newly freed skin, giving him a little nip. Not enough to hurt, just enough to keep his attention. Lifting only her head, she whispered softly, in her voice dripping with lust "I honestly don't think you can... Bby the way, if you loose.... Your mine". Her voice was firm enough to get her point across, but her mischevious smile gave way to her wicked intentions.

She felt more than saw his attention move from her. Even for a second, it wasn't allowed. Giving him another nip as punishment, she slowly scraped her hands down his chest as she straightened up. Turning her eyes on the stranger, she lifted a brow. She was pretty. Pretty enough to use for the night. Her crystal colored eyes slowly eased down her form, before moving back up to her face. Her hand slowly slipped past Amri's waistline as she watched the girl, giving him a taste of what could be. Pulling her hand back just as fast, a plan began to form in her devious mind.

Wheeling her ability back in, she brushed her hand down Amri's chest slowly. Giving him just enough of a feeling to leave him wanting more. Thats what always happened. The male just wanted more and more. Her ability would leave a wanting in their body, thats why she had never been dumped. Taking a step toward the girl, she began to feel just how much power she had used today. "Or you could join us darling" she purred in her most suductive voice. The red haze that surrounded her body reaching out toward the girl wantonly. "It would be a lot of fun" she urged taking another step forward. She should probably stop stalling and teasing so much with this boy, or she could drive him insane.

[DAPHNE COEMAN]

---------Daphne's shoulders slumped when the man replied negatively. She just wanted to get back to her lab and sleep. If only Quip were here, then she could run a quick scan of the camp database to figure out who these two were. She seriously needed to get a wireless connection to him set up. So far the most range she could get was a few yards, hardly enough for any long distance work.
---------When the white-haired girl began glowing pink, Daphne knew something was up. The gears in her brain started turning and she took in the situation. As the pink haze began to move towards her, Daphne took a cautious step back but did not avoid all of it. Some sort of unnatural pull towards the other woman came over her and everything in her mind fell into place. Seduction-type. It would explain what she was doing to the man and the pink glow. Gross. Really gross. "Straight. Don't like romance," she said pointing at herself. "Now go snog outside or I'll shout and then all the people sleeping on the top floor will wake up and come to kill you." She hoped that it was all that needed to be said. Where the heck were the night guards? Probably fell asleep. She had seen them before going to her lab that evening and they all looked exhausted.

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

He smirked down at her when she said he could try to control her. She sure was confident but that was a good thing. He liked confidence in a girl, it made things more interesting, and they were always better at this sort of thing. Shy girls would refuse and or be all fidgety, either that or they'd let loose a whole lot of pent up crazy that could be fun. He preferred a girl to know what they were doing, though. He didn't do these things to teach a girl, he did them to enjoy himself.

Which was why it was annoying that the other girl had barged it, he wanted to pay sole attention to this girl and what she was going to do, he was tense all over and just waiting, but when the other girl came in this girl...Bibi she had said, stood up. He could barely hide his disappointment. She even stopped touching him completely and it felt like he'd been starving for days and a huge meal had been placed in front of him and now it was taken away again. But no, he was too hungry to just let go, he reached out to at least grab her arm, to at least still have the feeling of her on him.

He heard what she said and nodded. “Yeah...I'm down with her joining,” he said, so she'd know he was okay with it. He looked back to the interrupting girl and smirked. In a normal circumstance she would be more the type he'd go for, but as it was. No one seemed more attractive than Bibi, they were all just pale imitations of girls.

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: Bad Reputation - Freedy Johnston
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules the super awesome person

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[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

Feeling his stronger hand wrap around her arm, she frowned. How dar he try to stop her! Refuse to let the anger she was feeling be showed, she twirled back toward him. Pressing her body against his with ease, she pressed her lips against his throat. Letting her tongue flicker out, she let her powers jolt from her tongue. "Relax my demonic lover" she whined softly "I won't feel you lonely for long, nor will I leave you wantin for long". Once this double entandrenpromise left her lips, she rip her arm from his grasp. Another show of her defiant nature. He had no clue what he had gotten himself into.

Lookin at the female, her crystal eyes dragged up and down her feminine form. Pretty, but not as gorgeous as herself. Thin. Pale. Slightly pasty, she might spend a lot of time inside. Amorette didn't plan on sticking around long enough to ask. If the girl relaxed and let them have fun, she would leave as she soon as it was over. No need to make friends. Just need to gain power. Well she did look powerful, she seemed to have the haughty attitude of the powerful. Of course she hadn't said very much, she'd have to see. Him, on the other hand. He would be a real treasure to keep around. Gorgeous. Strong. A rare species. If she played her cards right, he might be te jealous type. He seemed like he would do a lot to get her pants. So she could deffinantly use him. Of course, he was using her as well, so no guilty conscience for her. Not to mention, from what she had felt, he was well endowed.

Turning her attention back to te female, she strode forward, with a wicked smirk upon her lush lips. Her thoughts of furthur seduction was written plainly on her expressionate face. "Does it really matter what gender your attracted too dear?" she asked, still advancing upon the female. Like a feline after its prey. She moved passed the regular boundaries of self-space people usually put up. Her red haze was heightened now as it attempted to consume her new prey. She wasn't worried about the male, he already was too wrapped up in her to dash now. Not to mention, his tough boy person would be ruined if he ran, he had to know that much. Lifting her hand, she attempted to cup the other girl's cheek. Usually seen as a sweet gesture, it wasn't so much, as her fingers tinled with her power. "Why don't you just relax and see how things play out darling" she purred softly.

[DAPHNE COEMAN]

---------The tone of voice with which the stranger spoke was unsettling. Daphne tensed up a bit at it. It was sickly smooth, just the type that people use when they are trying to break down your natural barriers. She hated it. A look of slight disgust came over her features as the woman gave disregard for her words. Just as she was about to speak the pink haze came over to envelop her and a warm hand came up to her cheek. To Daphne it felt like a snake, coming in gently before striking with its poisonous bite. Stumbling back she lost her balance and fell to the ground, barely catching herself to prop herself up with her arms, leaning back and staring wide-eyed at her attacker.
---------"S-stay back," she warned, trying to keep the fear out of her voice. "Don't touch me," she growled, more firmly than before. She hated the unpredictability of people. Machines were so much simpler. You knew from the start whether they were good or evil. You knew from the start what they were planning. Computers never lied and she always felt more at home around them.
---------Why did she have to be so weak? Unable to defend herself without her machines. She felt out the two strangers to see if either one had any weapons or tech she could grab hold of but only found a gun on the man. It was a start. And if that didn't work she could just call out for the others to wake up. Blake, Tony, Hanako and the rest. She felt out the gun, its make was unfamiliar to her and non-electric machines were always more blurry, harder to define and immensely harder to control. She was used to the delicate circuitry of her computers.

[AMORETTE BIBI LUDIVINE]

Disgust and guilt suddenly flooded the usually unhurtable girl. Pulling her lip back in a snarl of disgust she stared at the girl. The female reminded her exactly of her earlier years. Before she came to learn of her powers. How older men always took advantage of her young vulnerable being. No. She knew she could force the girl to enjoy it, but the trama would still be there. Amorette was not ready to give up all her sense of self and concious for power, just yet. There was still that little thing inside her that shreiked and screamed and told her what a whore she was. She had been trying to squash that voice for years, but this innocent woman brought it all to the forefront. She felt like giving her a nice swift kick. No one, should have that control over her, especially a control over her feelings, her REAL feelings.

Crouching down, she stared quietly at the girl for a moment, unsure what to say. She felt like a rapist even taking it this far. Although she hadn't touched the girl, she felt like she violated her in some awful way. Those eyes, those fearful eyes. She already knew they would assault her in her night time rest. Fucking bitch, making her feel such things. She should order Amri to neat her up. No.... She already felt bad enough. She has done enoug damage.

"I am no rapist, miss" she whispered softly, lookin toward the ground as memories assaulted her with force. "I will leave, and I am sure he will follow" she assured softly. Craning her neck to look at Amri, she winked. "Like a good little boy, that wants his prize" she murmured, just to rile him up a little. Turning her attention back on the female she frowned. "You don't understand me, and I don't understand you. But we do have something in common. I hate you for your weakness, because I see it in myself. I can see hatred in your eyes, but you have to figure out what:-)you see in me thats also in you" she told the female softly.

Lifting herself to her feet, she nodded curtly to the boy, expecting him to follow. Especially with that tease about his 'prize'. Gathering her things quickly, she packed up and headed for the door. A few steps from the door, she paused to look at the girl. "I will not be the one to tarnish such innocence, nor will I let anyone else tarnish you. If you have any problems, call upon this whore, like it or not, I'll protect the innocence I wish I still had" she told her firmly. Without another word, she left. She didn't even bother waiting for the male, confident he would follow.

-Amorette Exits-

[AMRI DUKHKIN']

Amri just watched, slightly confused. Everything was more confusing when she wasn't touching him. Why was she even bothering with the girl? They could continue on their own and completely ignore her. She could watch for all he cared. But no, apparently she had to go towards her and leave him, which seemed unecessarily cruel to him. What had he done to deserve that? He'd done everything she wanted and now she was supposed to reward him. She owed it to him, he deserved it, he deserved her, and he was going to get her now no matter what she thought about the situation.

He raised an eyebrow when she said he wanted his prize. Well of course he did. He'd earned it, he would take it from her if he had to. He didn't even bother to pick up his shirt or his belt, he just left them behind and went to pick up his gun, spinning it in his hand once before going to follow her. But he paused as he stood over the interupting girl, with his gun pointed down at her. “Hmm...to kill you or not...” he questioned jokingly to himself. He spun the gun to point up as he walked past her. “You can live for now...I'll see you again.” Then he followed his 'prize,' he was about to get it.

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OOC:: ooc notes here
LYRICS:: Bad Reputation - Freedy Johnston
CREDIT:: by Goldy for Yules the super awesome person

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[DAPHNE COEMAN]

---------Daphne stared wide-eyed at the stranger as she suddenly broke her composure. She went from confident and invasive to angered yet somewhat fearful and when she spoke... Daphne tried to make sense of the words, thinking them over as the woman walked away, dragging her man with her as if he were on an invisible leash. And just like a dog who wants to sniff out some interesting scent while on a walk, he strode up to her with gun in hand. Emotionless she stared at the gun, her mind taking in its every function, straining and cursing the unadvanced mechanism. Yes! She could stop it. She knew she could get the bullet to miss. Her face remained emotionless all the more as he spoke, but like a dog on a leash his owner pulled him back to her, not letting him stray too far.
---------Outwardly she remained calm. Inwardly she breathed a sigh of relief. Staying completely still she waited until they were gone and remained in silence for good ten minutes after. Silence was welcome at such hours of the night. She broke out of her shock and fear and let herself fall the rest of the way back, lying down on the floor and staring up at the lights, breathing. She closed her eyes. Daphne knew she was safe. her gang members would find her on the floor the next day, wake her, ask her why she was out of her lab. She would not answer. She never answered, but perhaps she would tell Tony tomorrow. Yes. Yes she would do that. With that thought in mind, she drifted slowly into a gentle sleep.