Bang! Bang! Eliana held the gun firm as she shot at the targets across from herself. She wore the protective gear required at the shooting rank. Eli didn't normally go out to shoot, but something loud and dangerous seemed fun to her. She had her own gun and a carry license for moments like these, though she wasn't about gun safety in the least.
After a few more rounds she packed her things up, ears still ringing, and kept her gun in hand as she exited the building. She had half a mind to twirl the weapon on her finger, but she was smart enough to realize that just wouldn't play out fun. So, she needed something else to do. Preferably something to ruin or mold. She really did like destruction in every sense.
The demoness whistled a jaunty tune, keeping her gun in plain view in a holster on her hip. Weapons weren't uncommon in Manta Carlos. People themselves were weapons around here, so it didn't get the same reaction it might have in the mundane world, but Eliana had found that being a demon led people to be naturally more cautious around her. It seemed even when they didn't realize what she was; there was just something unsettling about her species.
She shook her head, dragging herself from happy thoughts and peering around the city. She needed a sin to commit. That in and of itself was a simple task, but she needed to make someone else sin. Hopefully, someone all doe-eyed and adorable. That was a little harder but far more enjoyable.
"Come to The Cross Fox! Live strippers, only the finest on this island."
And that was when she saw him. Eliana looked over automatically, a bored expression playing on her features. She didn't hesitate before she strolled over to him, keeping her listless pace and manner of walk.
"Let's hope they're live strippers. I'd hate to see dead strippers. Wait -- what if that was my kink? You said whatever I was into? I want dead strippers. Like, undead. Skin falling off and everything."
She plucked a flyer from his hands and inspected it. Eliana wasn't in reality; she just wanted to give him a chance to get used to her presence. Also, it seemed fun.
"Always the best of everything, the Cross Fox," she said as she waved the flyer as if she were indicating it, though her tone was suggestive as her eyes swept over him. Head to toe. "What's a guy like you workin' in a place like this for, Luv?"
Eliana flashed a charming smile, relaxing beside him with no intention of leaving yet. Now, she wouldn't say it out loud, but she knew he couldn't escape. He was on duty. So long as she didn't openly harass, she wouldn't be chased off.
"Nah. Not actually a fan of necrophilia. I like my eye candy alive and breathing, thanks."
In reality, Eli didn't visit strip clubs very often. She was a clubber, where the pickings were fresh. Strip clubs were a business and as such, were less erotic than they should have been.
"I have zero interest in a coupon, Luv, or the Cross Fox, for that matter. You're what caught my eye." Eli tilted her head subtly, watching him for something. It was hard to tell by her expression alone whether she found what she had been looking for. "That shouldn't be surprising to you. You must get that all the time, hm?"
The look Eliana was giving Henry wasn't sultry in the least. Curious, yes. Sexual, not so much. There was a distant, cautious regard in her eyes. Snapping out of her head, Eli's smile grew a little. "Sorry, just trying to figure out what you do that this is the job you're stuck with."
Either Eliana didn't notice or didn't care about Henry's discomfort. She didn't react to his stepping back from her. "I suppose, but I asked it anyway. Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't think you'd be so embarrassed by the question." She gave him a pointed look over, particularly at the booty shorts, before she met his eyes and raised both brows as if to say 'that's why.'
"No," Eliana said when he mentioned he didn't dance. "I have no interest seeing you on stage. It's more, like, what are your powers that you're stuck with this job? 'Cause I could seriously get you a much better one. With more money, no doubt, and probably better benefits, too. But that all depended on what you did, y'know?"
Eli looked down as a coupon was pushed into her chest. Alright, then. She laid her hand over his, then looked up, eyes lidded sultrily. "Probably. I'm not denying that. I certain can catch people's eyes, but you're not doing horrendously. You got my attention. Now, why so nervous, Luv? Was it something I said? Are you afraid your big bad boss is gonna come out and yell at you?"
"I know who your boss is," Eliana said, remaining unperturbed. Like she was going to be afraid of Yoka or anyone else. Right. Pfft. Eliana had never officially met Yoka, but she'd heard of her. Not much, but enough.
"What's bad? Who's doing anything bad? Are you not even allowed to talk to people? What a restrictive job."
Eliana didn't mind when he brushed over his powers and went on to tell her Yoka would do things to her. It didn't catch her attention that when he said bigger, he meant in bust and hip size. She was petite in general, so it didn't surprise her that Yoka might be taller than her.
Still, she gave a harsh bark of laughter at the statement. "I'm sure she would, but I'm hardly afraid. Ever hear that quote? 'God created fiction in our mind: fear'? Yeah, that's something to live by, kid."
Eliana nodded cheekily as Henry went off on her about how it was a job and blah, blah, blah. Something about living expenses. She knew about those but didn't worry about them.
She gave a short, sharp whistle when he'd finished. "Woah there. Calm down, sonny, I was making conversation, and you're on about needing money and shit. Initially, I was insinuating I could get you something better, but now challenges are being issues? Huh."
Eli stopped talking, looked down at the papers and took them, never one to back down from a challenge. Especially one that seemed so fucking fun.
She stripped free of her jacket and shoes, now wearing a tank top and tight fit pants. She took the papers and danced a little ways away from him, in people's faces and flirtatious. Getting people to notice a lust Demon was not at all a difficult task.
"I dunno, I think this is pretty fuckin' fun, man!" Eliana called out to him between passing out another flier and shaking her hips in a sexy little dance.
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