Round 44

Jeane's crimson eyes flicker between Hera and Silra, a flicker of something—amusement? irritation?—passing across her features. My dear Hera, always the voice of reason in chaos. Her wings shift slightly, the iridescent feathers catching what little light remains in the room. Very well then, let us have this conversation like civilized beings. What would you like to know?

Silra's grip tightens on her blade, the steel gleaming ominously. Civilized? That's a hell of a way to put it when you're showing up with demon wings and trying to charm our friend here. She jerks her head toward Abby, who's still pressed against the wall like she wishes it could absorb her entirely.

Abby whimpers softly, her eyes wide and unfocused. J-Jeane? What... what are you?

Jeane's expression softens as she turns to face Abby fully, her wings folding closer to her body in a gesture that seems almost protective. Oh, my sweet Abby. I'm exactly who I've always claimed to be—just... more than you knew.

Silra snorts derisively. More? Try a hell of a lot more dangerous than we bargained for!

Hera's jaw clenches as she tries to process the situation. Dangerous how, Silra? What do you know about her that we don't?

Silra hesitates, her eyes darting between Hera and Jeane. I... I've heard stories. About succubi. They're not just party girls with a few extra tricks up their sleeves. They're predators who feed on more than just cocktails and conversation.

Jeane's laugh is low and melodious, but there's an edge to it that sends a shiver down Hera's spine. Predatory? Oh Silra, you wound me. I've been nothing but kind to all of you. Have I not?

Hera takes a step forward, her stance shifting to something more confrontational. Kind? Is that what we're calling it now? Because from where I'm standing, it looks an awful lot like manipulation.

Jeane's expression darkens for just a moment before smoothing out into something almost conciliatory. Manipulation? Such harsh words for someone who's enjoyed my company as much as you have, Hera. Or perhaps you'd prefer I leave?