[Gomorrah] Gonna Party Like It's 1999

Eliana threw back a shot and made a pleased sound from the back of her throat. Man, she just loved this place. She felt like she hadn't been here in forever. She eyed over a few waitresses and waiters, humming at their pleasing appearances. Yup, this place was awesome.

Admittingly, she had the tips of her fingers eaten by one of them before. Lesson learned; do not molest the staff. She had had to live with that inconvenience until she died, which took awhile.

Maybe to some, Eliana didn't seem like she belonged here. Not only did she look a little young to be drinking; she was all punk rock and boyish, and Eliana took pride in looking not only like a punk-ass kid but different than someone might imagine a daughter of Asmodeus to appear. Despite the, let's say, unique appearance of her person, there was a preternatural allure to her, and she looked attractive to anyone who had a taste for women.


She licked her lips to taste the remainder of a ciggie she had smoked before coming in here and turned in her seat to scan the place in search of anyone she knew, or someone new to meet. Partying alone was hardly partying at all, and she had many connections she had to get back in touch with.

"Who wants to share a drink? I'll even pay for it," she called to no one in particular.

Usually, she could get away with getting free drinks, but this place was a little stricter and more aware of supernatural tricks. Maybe she should have been annoyed, but honestly, them not taking her shit was why she loved this place so much. She loved the hard to get ones. It made it all the more fun when someone got what they wanted anyway, and she intented to.

Eliana let her eyes wander the girl. She took note all the non-human bits, not that humans really came here anyway.

"Two scotch on the rocks," she said to the bartender without looking at him.

Eliana was lucky that alcohol didn't affect her because she drank it literally all the time.

"I was, actually," Eliana said with a coy smile. "I was specifically calling for you."

Eliana tossed her head, so her bangs flew out of her eyes, but they swiftly returned to their previous position.

The moment their drinks were set on the table, Eliana took them both and held one out to Chloe. "While I'd totally be cool with calling you dudette, babe, or sweetness, I'd really appreciate a name. If you didn't already know, I'm Eliana Ria, the girl in your dreams."

"What's the matter? Don't enjoy that smoky flavor?" Eliana teased once Chloe had downed her drink.

Eliana didn't appear drunk at all though there was certainly a few shot glasses at her side, all of them empty. It was very telling.

"I'm not Asmodeus' daughter for nothin'," Eliana said. Okay, maybe she had way more sins than just lust under her belt. Pride was among that long, long....longlonglong list. Whatever, like she cared. What wasn't great about her? of course she had pride.

"I'll give you a hint," Eliana said, before turning to the bartender and ordering a sex on the beach for Chloe. She turned her one-hundred-watt grin on Chloe and winked one heavily dark lined eye.

"It always begins here, though, don't it?" She said this more like a statement than a question. "That's why I came. One might say you were beckoning me. That's why you came over here, isn't it? You could feel it."

Eliana may not have been what others thought a lust demon should, but her confidence made up for any outrageous or laughable thing she might say. Truth was, Eliana didn't care how stupid or ridiculous people thought she sounded, and that showed in her body language and the tone of her voice.

Eliana wasn't dissuaded when Chloe looked momentarily worried and was glad when the look had vanished from the girl.

The demoness couldn't help the hum and wolfish smile she gave Chloe as the young lady mentioned her girlfriend. honestly, Eliana didn't know if this girl was for real or not, but it didn't matter a whole great deal. To Eli, this whole thing was one big roleplay.

She did have the hunch that this girl was playing demure as a means to bring about Eliana's predatory chase instinct. After all, hadn't she mentioned putting the moves on people before? It didn't matter. The trick (if it was a trick) was working swimmingly.

"Is that so?" Eliana purred, tilted her head downward a hint, so her eyelashes and bangs shaded her eyes. She smiled in the way only a demon could, both seductive and dangerous. A wild beast behind the passionate heat in her eyes.

"Trust me when I tell you, holding back is no fun." After making a 'keep them coming' motion to the bartender, Eliana leaned forward, so her nose was nearly touching Chloe's.

"Hasn't you mother ever taught you there is no such thing as good girls? Only bad girls who haven't been caught yet."

Her breath fanned out as she spoke and she knew it would smell as sweet as it did. Everything about her from her voice to her smile, to the smell of her breath, was meant to entice her prey and bring them over. For what good was a lust demon who could not blind their prey with their appeal?