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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 24, 2014 19:12:31 GMT -8

Post by ALECTO MORANA CARROW on Sept 24, 2014 19:12:31 GMT -8

everything

below your neck killin’ everything next. it’s murder.

One must never wear too much make-up, Alecto. A few slashes of color here and there and you can have the world at its feet. There was a certain gleeful excitement in the girl’s eyes as she stared into the mirror, watching the eye-liner pile up around her bright blue eyes. Next was the eyeshadow - a delectable shade of gold that set off the blonde undertones in her strawberry-blonde hair…not to mention, the color reminded her of galleons. Finally, the mascara - black, of course. Was there really any other color mascara to be had? She blinked a few times, letting her eyelashes absorb the color and come alive right before her very eyes.

Staring at her face in the mirror, Alecto’s smile crept up slowly. She was beautiful. More beautiful than anyone that she had ever seen in her life. Her hands were on her cheeks, slowly lifting the skin and then letting it settle back down as she brought some color to her face. Her beauty was a gift from her parents - perhaps the only rightful thing that they had given to her. The rest? Well the rest of her life had been a product of luck, circumstance, and cleverness of Amycus.

The hair. Cocking her head slightly, she realized that her hair was all wrong for the occasion. She couldn’t wear it slicked back like that! It was awful! Reaching up, she ran her hands through it, loosening the tight style that it had been pinned into. She threw the pins that were securing it onto the table in front of her and shook it out, anxious to see what it would look like when her curls weren’t nearly so…tame.

Slowly, she raised her eyes and met her reflection in the mirror. What caught her attention was not the fact that she was beautiful any longer - but that she looked…ravenous. Like someone who had been starved of the airs and graces of social society for too long, the woman who looked back at her from the mirror’s reflection seemed…crazed. And that was precisely what she was going for.

Leather. Black leather. It was her favorite accessory of choice and the perfect ensemble for tonight. Her thigh-high boots clad with the short skirt made her look more like a woman of the night than the respectable pureblood that she was, but Alecto refused to acknowledge such a thought. She was the queen supreme of the night…not a lowly prostitute. Stomping down the street, she took a turn at the cross-roads and continued toward Diagon Alley. The Copper Cauldron was exclusive, pureblood and princes - that was what she liked most. They all hung around the club, idly waiting for something to catch their eye and she - well, she was most certainly it.

She knocked twice on the door before pushing it open - revealing a club scene that rivaled the most prestigious wizarding clubs. The Copper Cauldron had it - and so did she. With a smirk, the strawberry blonde crossed through the throngs of people in the room, taking in the heavy-laded smoke that seemed to cloud the room and the thumping rhythm of base that trembled the very floor. Finally pushing to the bar, she flicked her wrist at the bartender, eager to get this evenings festivities under way.

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 25, 2014 15:26:22 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2014 15:26:22 GMT -8

we are the noise of generation now

Everyone deserved a night out. That included Amycus. Not that he was entirely busy these days; school came easy for him, and his love life was so down low it might as well have been on the other side of the earth. Amycus had a seemingly cushy life. So who in the world was to stop him should he wish to have an evening out by himself. Blowing off steam was one of his favorite pass times. He'd have settled for finding Integra and holding her against her will for a few hours, but couldn't track the girl down. The young man supposed a few drinks back in London would suffice.

Amycus never really put a lot of thought into his appearance. Good looks came to him naturally. His hair always fell perfectly without the use of gel or magic. It came down to a simple fluff with his fingers and he was ready to go. Fashion wasn't much of a chore either. He wore only the classiest of things on a daily basis, so going out was no different, and Amycus could button up a black shirt all by himself. Gazing at his sharp chiseled features, with his crystal blue eyes staring back at him, Amy took a breath and was satisfied with his reflection. He tucked his wand away and sauntered out of the common room for the evening.

The Copper Cauldron was as entertaining as any other night. He had no trouble being allowed in or making himself comfortable. Simply finding a corner booth and amusing himself with a few already drunk floozies was first on his agenda. The trouble with that was the appearance of someone he had not expected that night. Alecto. For Merlin sake could he not slip away without anyone seeing him? No less, his sister.

As a mildly sloppy brunette tried to give him an unsolicited lap dance, the tall boy stood, practically spilling her onto the floor. "I like blondes better." with no apology he crossed through the sea of people toward the bar. What in Merlin's name was she doing here? Why couldn't she just stay put? Not that he found her annoying by any means. He cared for Alecto as much as he needed to. However, with her hanging about he'd be too worried about what she was doing with any number of the grabby men in the club to even attempt to get it up for anyone who might prospectively be chasing after him. She was simply going to spoil his fun.

"Alecto... Go home. Or for the love of Merlin, go to another club, but you cannot stay here." His hand was on her arm before the bartender could even acknowledge her little wave. This had to end here before he lost his touch. All he wanted was to find a loose girl he could destroy and then go home to his bed beside Erebos' and stay up the rest of the night feeling sorry for himself. Was that really too much to ask for without his sister butting in on his affairs?

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 25, 2014 21:06:22 GMT -8

Post by ALECTO MORANA CARROW on Sept 25, 2014 21:06:22 GMT -8

everything

below your neck killin’ everything next. it’s murder.

“You don’t own the place, Amy.” Lecto didn’t bother to turn and look who it was that had approached her. The hairs on the back of her neck had instantly stood up at the sound of her brother’s voice. Of course he was here - it seemed like humorless fate that they ended up in the same places at the same times…that, or twin telepathy. Reaching up, she ruffled her strawberry blonde locks at the bartender, pursing her dark lips - she could feel Amy’s hand on her arm. With a jerk she freed it and summoned the man behind the bar just to be defiant. She didn’t like doing what she was told, even if it was by a simple grabbing of her hand, “Firewiskey on the rocks-” Alecto pressed a galleon into the marble of the bar and slid it across toward the bartender who took it with a hungry smile. Her blue eyes finally turned and settled on her brother.

He was fixated on her, his icy blue eyes staring into the very pits of her soul - but the red-head returned the stare with an icy one of her own, “Well, don’t you look pretty,” She kept a straight face except for the ever present smirk that seemed to sit in the corner of her lips, barely noticeable to the outside world. He wasn’t going to do this to her…especially not on her night out. She waved her hand in front of him as if she was trying to wave away his apprehensions that were so obviously building up in his mind. If he thought that she was just going to leave with no reason, then he knew her little.

They were often like two forces of nature, meeting one another in the middle with nothing but the immeasurable and slow effects of erosion wearing them down. That was the trouble with being a twin - Alecto and Amycus seemed destined to constantly come at one another. She slipped her hand under his arm and held onto the crook of his elbow, “Don’t get your panties all in a bunch, I’m not here to spoil your fun. And all the other clubs are boring. This one at least has fresh blood,” A tall, dark, and handsome at the other side of the bar caught her attention as she winked at him and tightened her grip of Amy’s arm. The moment was lost, fading back into the background of the club.

With her free hand, she reached behind her as the bartender slid her drink into her hand, “On the contrary, brother,” Her blue eyes were back at staring around the room, admiring the flashing lights and sound of music that seemed to set the entire club on fire. It was the kind of environment that she never wanted to leave…especially on the orders of her only-slightly older brother.

“You’ve missed me. Admit it. Sneaking off all the time, probably here. You can’t say that you haven’t. Everyone misses me.” She said, her melodic voice drifting off into the abyss of the club’s pulsing music.

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Last Edit: Sept 27, 2014 20:25:34 GMT -8 by ALECTO MORANA CARROW

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 25, 2014 22:10:51 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Sept 25, 2014 22:10:51 GMT -8

the revolution's starting

why don't you try and stop it

There was a time and place for everything and the Hogshead wasn't worthy of housing him. A shit day was all he needed to set him off. Finn had royally pissed him off and the walls flew up higher than the Great Wall of China. The tone was set for his night as he trekked through the forbidden forest. Mud sloshing up his boots, branches scratching across his cheeks. He didn't have time for this walking thing and once he hit the barrier that surrounded the castle he apparated. It was a royal pain in the ass, espeically if one was fuming.

All Erebos wanted was a fight, to blow of steam. Quidditch was for little bitches and starting just any old fight on campus would surely land him in detention. He did not need that on his record. Brushing back his blonde hair as he quietly stepped up and through the door of the copper cauldron, he did not take notice to his surroundings. He didn't recognize Amycus nor Alecto in the sea of fuck, and all he wanted was some flaming hot fire whiskey. That was sure to get the blood flowing.

With a tip of his hand the bartender moved over to him, a double. A soft nod came over him just in time for him to spot the twins. His chest rose and fell with a sigh. So much for causing a rukus in the club tonight, not infront of the Carrows. Unless. Erebos bit his lip and brought the glass to his lips. The cold rim touching his soft skin as he was frozen in thought.

All death-eaters had to prove themselves at some point. Perhaps an uprising would cater to all three of their deepest desires for self-destruction. Clicking his tongue on the back of his teeth he looked over to the pair and sucked in a deep breath polishing off his glass, the ice clinking in the bottom.

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 26, 2014 20:28:18 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2014 20:28:18 GMT -8

She knew he was avoiding her. He had to be. Why else had she hardly seen him lately? Callisto wondered if she'd done something to upset her brother. Had she disgraced the family name once too often; had he finally given up on her as a lost cause or something? But surely if she'd really gone too far, Er' would have confronted her about it. Wasn't that part of the point? quipped a small voice inside her head. A frown puckered her vividly colored lips and knitted together her untamed brows, when suddenly, she caught a glimpse of blonde hair bobbing above the sea of students that could only belong to him. Calli began to walk faster, with determination, but Er' was too quick for his little sis. Getting brief view of those sculpted features, as Erebos slipped out of the front doors, told her that he was in a foul mood and explained his hurried pace. It only drove her on with greater haste. She wanted to catch up with him before he did something rash – or maybe, said that same sly voice, to become the something rash herself. Curse his long, beautiful legs. By the time Callisto had finally closed some of the distance between them, they were already well within the Forbidden Forest. She didn't like being out here. There were all sorts of things hiding in the trees, but if Erebos wasn't afraid, she wouldn't be either. His name was on the tip of her tongue when with a soft pop he vanished into thin air. "Oh you're joking! Erebos," she whined, as if he could still hear her.

She pouted as she walked (truth be told, she nearly jogged, now that she was in the Forest on her own) back to the castle. Fine, she told herself. If he was going to be difficult and go sneaking out to Merlin-knew-where, then two could play at that game. Seized by the recklessness which had almost landed her in Gryffindor, Calli rushed down to the Slytherin common room. She quickly touched up her makeup, added a little more eyeliner than usual, then threw on one of her more scandalous outfits. It's skimpy, flesh-bearing nature was far from weather appropriate, so she pulled on a voluminous shaggy fur coat that made it look like she was wearing nothing underneath. Tucking a small sachet into a coat pocket, she hurried back out of the dormitory. There was an empty office she had been using for the past year whenever she fancied sneaking out. Since she was underage, she'd get caught if she tried Apparating (not that she even knew how), but all she needed was an unwatched fireplace. Drawing out the sachet, Calli took a pinch of Floo Powder and threw it into the hearth. She crawled into the emerald flames. "The Leaky Cauldron."

In a swoosh of fire, she appeared inside the pub, and scrambled immediately to her feet. She shook out her hair in a very haughty manner, before marching straight out into the street. She knew just where to go to find her fun tonight. Wholly different than the Leaky pub, the Copper Cauldron was a haven of depravity and hedonism, all with the appealing attraction that only the Purest could get in. She batted her eyelashes at the bouncer. Her tone was breathy and affected with all the right things as she greeted him, "Jack, darling! I've been dreaming of that rugged face." She trailed her fingers across his arm as he stood back to let her in. She dumped her coat into his arms and flitted into the crowd with a wink.

Callisto started to wind her way through the throng. She hadn't brought any money, but a pretty girl like her wouldn't have to wait around long before a drink would materialize from somewhere or other. A few minutes idling at the bar would do. Or it would have done, had she not stopped short several feet away. She could not believe her luck. There stood Erebos. She wanted desperately to run up and throw her arms around him, but she knew better. She had to play it cool. Calli swallowed down her excitement and composed her features. She needed a.. a something to incite him. Yes, that was the way to get his attention. She pulled the nearest unattached male out of the crowd. Without preamble she planted a rushed kiss on his lips, and giggling, dragged him forward into view of Er and – oh damn. Apparently also into the presence of the Carrows, who she only now noticed as she practically shoved her hapless new boy onto them. She couldn't pretend not to notice them. Oh! Alecto, Amycus... What a surprise!" And a most unwelcome one.

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 27, 2014 11:58:19 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 11:58:19 GMT -8

we are the noise of generation now

Jesus, was he seriously having this conversation with her? For the love of Merlin's crushed velvet pants, why couldn't Amycus get a break? He wanted so badly to just slap the girl. Yet, at the same time, something deep inside him (something he would never speak of) wanted to hug her. Amy was not oblivious to the bond he shared with his sister. Of course she'd be here tonight. He wanted to be there and so by some ironic fate of the gods, so did Alecto. Despite the fact that he wanted to strangle her, subconsciously Alecto was possibly one of the only people he wanted to see.

Amycus listened to her chime on about the club and watched her eyes flit over to a man not terribly far away. His gaze turned back to Alecto with a flat, disapproving glare. "Ew... No. Just... No. Not... allowed." The man was just one more very good reason why she needed to go back to the castle. Then Amycus wouldn't have to worry about her or who she went home with by the end of the night. "Yes, Alecto, this club is fantastic, and full of candidates for a potentially frivolous evening. Which is all the more reason why you need to go back to the cas-"

He stopped short, as a voice rang out above the hum of idle chatter and the thud of base from the music that filled the air. Alecto and Amycus, Amycus and Alecto; no matter how it was said, they were still a pair. A matching set even. Perhaps the reason twins so often felt a special bond was because society naturally grouped them together. Most people though it was impossible to have one without the other. Normally it didn't bother him, but the voice that accompanied the words was like listening to a dying cat in heat. He wanted so badly to put the girl out of her misery. Was it not enough that he had his own sister to deal with, but now he had to endure her as well.

Looking up he took a deep breath in preparation to force a smile on the girl approaching. Unfortunately, just as he had poised himself, Amycus caught site of the most perfect head of blond hair that had ever graced the presence of the club. The perfectly quaffed hair was unmistakable. Erebos had made the do his very own some time ago, and as his signature look, Amycus would be a fool not to recognize him. As he found himself getting lost in the crystal blue pools of Er's eyes, like a sailor adrift at sea, a gut sinking guilty feeling washed over him. This didn't look good. Amycus could have at least granted him the courtesy of telling Erebos that he was going out for the night. Usually his sneaking off included the strikingly handsome man at the bar. Amycus' heart fluttered and he swallowed to keep himself under control.

"Callisto... Evening. Isn't it a little passed your bed time? Or did you fall out of your pram only to realize no one was there to rock you back to sleep?" Amycus had been friends with Erebos since they were just tots. He'd spent countless hours with the Avery's. Thus, he had spent more time than he cared for with Callisto. It seemed where Er went, Calli went. She'd been a pain in his side for years, and now that things were romantic between him and Er (albeit secretly) Calli annoyed him even more. He'd have drown her in the lake already if it weren't for her fortunate relation to his lover. Taking a breath he eyed Erebos a little and then turned back to the girls. "You should both be back at the school and out of my hair."

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 27, 2014 20:54:10 GMT -8

Post by ALECTO MORANA CARROW on Sept 27, 2014 20:54:10 GMT -8

everything

below your neck killin’ everything next. it’s murder.

Alecto’s eyes settled on the crook of his elbow where she put gentle pressure on his vein. She could feel his pulse in sync with her own, calming her in a manner of speaking. She didn’t need anything else to keep her satiated - just the calm of Amycus. As angry as he seemed, she knew that somewhere deep down he was as glad to see her as she was him. But, as soon as Amy begun with that tone of voice, the twins were attempting to talk over one another. It was almost song-like; the melodic quality of both their voices chiming together in near perfect harmony, despite the fact that they were arguing, “I will not go home. You sound incredibly jealous, you know. I’ll get in less trouble here than I do at school! And I will not have you talk to me as if I’m some sort of…some sort of-“

Harlot. That was the name that came to mind when she heard Callisto’s voice, snapping her out of the argument that she had been having with Amycus. Merlin, she was half-tempted to reach up and plug her ears, but manners got the better of her. Instead, she tightened her grip on her brother and forced a smile to her lips as the blonde girl pushed a man into the twins, “A surprise, indeed, Calli, you sweet girl!” Leaning forward she attempted to kiss the girl’s cheek, but only succeeded in gracing the air with her lips. Calli. For as long as Alecto remembered, the Averys and the Carrows had been good friends. Amycus was granted the luxury of playing with Erebos during their childhood, but Alecto? Alecto was forced to spend her hours with Call.

Amycus went for a different approach, however, chewing her out instantly. With a not-nearly-hidden growl, Lecto placed her hand on his chest and drummed her fingertips against his heart. She turned fully, putting her back to Callisto momentarily, ‘Don’t start something, yet.’ She mouthed to her brother before she turned back again and cocked her head, “This dress! This hair!” She grabbed Calli’s hand and put it above her head, encouraging a twirl from the younger girl, “There’s not way that we can go back to school when we look like this, Amy!”

Her bright eyes were on her brother again as she took a pointed sip of the fire whiskey before slipping her hand back into his arm. She liked her place there, it was comfortable…it was where she felt she belonged. One of their nannies had once said that the pair should have been conjoined for the amount of time that they spent together, and perhaps there had been some amount of truth to her observation. Alecto always felt the subconscious need to be close to Amycus - to rest her hand on his shoulder, press her leg against his, slip her hand into the crook of his elbow where it rested now. It was the way that she grounded herself.

Her eyes watched Calli for a moment, observing the way that she was staring across the club like a longing-lioness. And that was when it hit her - Calli was playing another one of her little games. Bright eyes drifted in the direction of her gaze and landed on the target. “Is that Erebos?” That was all that she needed to finally let go of Amycus’ arm for good and release her grip on his pulse. As soon as she was free, it felt as if something was missing. The co-dependency was obvious to everyone but Alecto and Amycus, sometimes, “My, my it’s like a family reunion! We’d better break out the old photo albums. Er’! Sweet!” She called for him, raising her glass as she grinned in his direction. Let the games begin.

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Last Edit: Sept 28, 2014 10:06:38 GMT -8 by ? QUINN

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 28, 2014 0:19:36 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Sept 28, 2014 0:19:36 GMT -8

the revolution's starting

why don't you try and stop it

There was a lot going on in such a small amount of space that all Erebos wanted to do was drink. He was livid, pissed off and extremely irritated with the way things have been going. Closing his eyes as he took in a drink of the cool liquid allowing it to burn all the way down his throat. What did he want? One he wanted to at least be alright with the fact that Kieran and Mortelle were together. Two, he just wanted to be out with Amycus, but he also knew that for the sake of the time it wasn't right.

Just as his fingers ran through his hair he heard the angry tone of Amycus and he turned to look at him. Keeping his face as neutral as possible, but knowing the other blonde knew exactly what he was thinking. Every bone in his body screamed out in glee at the thought of the damage that boy could inflict. The hairs at the base of his neck rose as a shiver spilt down and around his spine. Goose bumps rose as he stared into those crystal blue eyes. Oh how Erebos longed to drop to his knees and just...

That voice. Oh for the love of Merlin. She ruined his thoughts his lovely thoughts. Slamming back the drink he pounded the glass on the bar and ordered a stronger drink, one that would make him forget. They say that hate is a strong word, but for Erebos it wasn't strong enough. Detest, loathe, abhor, fuck they were all not good enough. Callisto was an abomination in his eyes. A wildcard. She didn't deserve to walk in his footsteps for she hadn't found the pride in being a pureblood, she was a bystander and bystanders needed to make a choice or they were deemed worthless.

Another voice cracked through the loud room. Alecto. At least he could tolerate her. Without so much as looking in Callisto's direction and instead turned to look at the twins. His drink so heavy with alcohol it smelled as if it were straight up the rubbing kind for open wounds. Fuck. Everyone just wanted to ruin his thoughts and processes. A soft snarl came from his lips and he shoved past a few people as he stood making a beeline to the Carrows. Not a word slipped from his lips as he approached them. Only a nod and a soft state here and there. Blinking slowly, Erebos brought the glass back to his maw and sucked down a long drink. It was so strong that he, in fact, had winced as it went down.

Once the naked ice chittered at the bottom, he set the glass aside and cleared his throat. Erebos's eyes shifted across the room as he stood up and adjusted the lapel of his jacket over his chest. "Seems the best place to get away is the middle of fucking nowhere. Is that so bloody hard these days?" His eyes lay to rest upon the younger blonde, his sister. "And yet, even without here, here you two sit." It wasn't a stab at Amycus in the slightest. All he wanted to do was touch that pure porcelain skin and kiss it, but he couldn't. Not here. Not there. Not now.

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``Word Count; 000

``Outfit; LINK

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it's murder, murder || OPEN Sept 28, 2014 10:59:25 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 10:59:25 GMT -8

Oh if only the Carrows hadn't been here, she moaned to herself. But that was always the story, wasn't it? Going back to her earliest memories, those damn Carrows had been getting in her way; that Amycus always stealing her brother's attention, while the girls were told to go play on their own. She hated it, and she resented them for being such a wedge between herself and dearest Er. For Amycus, Callisto had nothing but the deepest loathing. He had never shown her anything else, for a start. Her eyes spit acid his direction as he mocked her. She opened her mouth, venom ready on her painted lips, when Alecto intervened. Calli's mouth snapped shut, but she continued to glare at the male twin. Truthfully, she wasn't sure she liked Alecto either, but she was sure that she was much more agreeable than Amycus. 'Lecto could be an ally. Admittedly, one born from necessity not friendship, but the allegiance of a common goal was enough for two Slytherin girls to appear to get along. Callisto fixed a beaming grin on her face as Alecto spun her round. A small giggle escaped as she was shown off. "Oh, 'Lecto," she chirped, "you're too right! We're far to pretty to waste back there! Don't be such a spoilsport, Amycus."

She giggled again, and batted her eyes up at the unfortunate young man she'd snagged. Whether he was surprised or not to discover she was a student, to his credit, he didn't seem much perturbed by the fact. As her eyes slid from the stranger's face, they were pulled inexorably onto the profile of her brother, further down the bar. She could not repress a small, plaintive sigh, which was mercifully inaudible over the thumping base. Alecto's words startled her, and her head snapped back around to find the twin's eyes had followed her own gaze onto Erebos. Callisto's cheeks colored as the other girl called out for Er. Without even looking back, Calli could feel him approaching. Her eyes dropped briefly to the floor as she drew in a sharp breath in preparation. The next second, she entwined herself around the arm of her toy, the latest pawn in her games. She rested her cheek against his shoulder and swirled a finger across his chest.

Erebos was there. She met his cold gaze with an angry stare of her own, but he couldn't know how much it hurt her to be looked at like that by him. Her heart was bleeding for just a little warmth, just something to tell her that she was his beloved little sister, but all she got was derision. Calli snuggled herself closer to the man she grasped. As much as she was trying to provoke her brother, she also needed the warmth of feeling wanted by someone – anyone – if she could not have the one person she truly desired. Er's contempt was better than nothing. At least he was near her, looking at her at all, even if it was with disgust. At least she wasn't being ignored anymore. Painful though it was to bear, her voice was steady as she spoke to him. "Brother," the word was like a little purr, "can't we all just have a little fun tonight?"