Come My Pets, Hasteforth! (ALL WERE CATS)

[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 696 ( TAGGED ) All Kittens ( STATUS ) COMPLETE It was that time of year, again. It was the time for idiotic shirts that lit up with bright lights. When it was acceptable to wear reindeer horns on ones head. The stores would offer something called 'layaway'. Fat pedophiles and drunks would dress up in red cloth and have children sit on their laps to whisper delicately in their ears like lovers, asking for tokens - when any other time of the year parents would scream for the authorities. Then the irksome phone calls would begin for various charities. Help the Lions. Feed the Children. How about you put the lions and the children together so the toughest of the tough could eat the other? Then there was the matter of those red kettles that gave Sienna a headache. The elder vampiress dressed in something festive. Or at least her servants had dressed her in something festive. The dress was red and gold, the thread was real woven gold. Her high heeled shoes would be rather uncomfortable on a mortal however since she was not human shoes were the last thing that pained her. She was still fuming from her latest encounter with her brother, who apparently was second to the Master - something she had never expected. Soren ... he was never into politics. The Master was quite foolish to have him in such a high position. Unless Soren had changed. But no, he was still the same bastard he had been in Europe. Why should America change him? Also still recovering from driving her Rolls Royce into a building Sienna stole away into the Tenderloin in a chauffeured BMW. She watched the change of scenery as the driver took her from Uptown to Midtown until finally they were in the lower town. It was as if she were watching a moving picture book. The clothes the people were wearing and the shops looked elegant to nice to dingy, at best to 'OMGZ WE'RE GONNA BE MUGGED AND RAPED'. "Miss, are you sure you wished to be dropped off here?" "I'm sure." Sienna replied as she signed the driver's slip, giving him a 100 dollar tip. She was feeling generous in light of what may just be her very own Christmas Presents. To gain power over Soren and the Master on the Run she needed a human servant and an animal servant. But those would need to be craftily chosen. They would need above average powers. No, above spectacular powers! Right now Sienna needed little kitties. She would have brought her own entourage from Sweden, but, all the little kitties were expired. Expired as in they should have been put six feet under. Sienna pulled out a key from her half black and half gold purse. She unlocked the door to the warehouse she had purchased two days ago. It would be the perfect spot for meeting her little future pets. She would have invited them to her real home but Sienna found that most times kittens were quite disobedient. The Master Vampiress who had control over fear sent out a warm inviting signal. 'Kittens of New Orleans, Kittens of Louisiana, come to me. Come to me now'. The invite was more accurate then an old fashioned calling card. It sang out to the cats and nothing else. Strong, weak, big and small. If they were cat they would come. The Lady stretched her fingers before wandering to a cage in the room that had a single mortal in it. Sienna opened the doors and plucked the mortal out before they could wake. She dug her fangs into the mortals neck before spitting out the foul blood and leaving the mortal to bleed to death on the rock flooring. Sienna took a seat on one of the tables. Her back facing away from the door so that any who entered would see her long golden locks. As the mortal died slowly Sienna fed on his silly fears. Though his fear was ever so common it was still satisfying, not so satisfying as the rich taste of cultured blood. The son of an Arabian Prince. An Egyptian Diplomat. A Baron or Countess. The waiting began... OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[lalala145]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll153/tokyotabby/Grey.jpg); border: solid #ffffff 4px; width: 250px; height: 650px;] Predinner Mayo, It was the end of another shift at the bar and she was ready to leave though she’d spend a few more minutes with a few shots of vodka and chatted with some of the people after cleaning up before the next shift came it. It was definitely past midnight but because of Christmas coming up shortly the place was still getting a steady flow of people, the place was also decorated to look festive though the choices were tacky, if she had a say she’d suggest subtle christmas decorations. Her current get up was a simple black t-shirt with a brown and black sequined tube top like thing over top along with black jeans and heeled boots, she had an intricate yet simple bracelet on her arm plus a bulky black ring, a real one. She was just finishing up, whipping a few glasses before throwing them in the fridge behind her to chill them when she felt something odd, it was like someone was talking to her calling her over. Looking around to try to find the culprit she found none was this in her head? She shook her head and ignored it trying to finish up but it sounded again ‘I’m not a kitten god damn it’ She mentally replied doubting it was even sent she was getting annoyed at this thing she was busy and they could wait but no they were demanding for her to get going now, she speed up her pace and went out apologizing to people for leaving early. She grabbed her leather jacket and walked out She started walking in the direction the voice directed her before realizing it was going to take forever to get there on foot in heels, she called out for a taxi and directed them though the stopped shortly before entering the street, they’d refused to go in so she walked the rest of the way, she stepped in the wearhouse rolling her eyes at the place she'd seen so many but this one seemed too clean from what she was used to. She saw some lady from the back of her head, a blonde and there was some guy writhing in pain on the floor. "I'm here, what do you want from me that was so urgent?" it’s good for you WORDS: TAGGED: OUTFIT:OUTFIT MUSIC: goes here NOTES template made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 443 ( TAGGED ) All Kittens ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Sienna had been sitting at the table smiling to herself. Her white gloved arms were under the table. She would not have been out of place at an Asylum or the Queen's tea party. The smell of fear was overwhelming that several times Sienna was rather tempted to kneel and lick a tear or two. Yet she resisted because the blood had been oh so foul. In life there were only two sure things: death and taxes. Now this man was dying and giving off something very erotic that it met more then one need. By Sienna's age most vampires felt some sort of sorrow or form of regret. Sienna felt neither. She would not wallop in regret. Nor would she ever feel something for a creature below her in the 'food chain' of life. Mortals were food. To be used for her whims and delights. Were's were pets. To be used to guard her sleeping body and to do her heavy lifting. Now the man on the floor would die to feed her. She wouldn't remember his pain or suffering. She wouldn't care or think of his family. The were's that came would be used to help her strength. She wouldn't give thoughts to their families, their jobs or anything of their life. It was the one thing that they could do for her in return for the off-chance that they might get fleas and other such diseases beasts carried. Sienna could sense one of her future kittens was coming towards her. She could taste the sleekness of a jaguar. To be nice Sienna would give the girl a car of the same likeness. It also didn't hurt that Sienna couldn't drive period and she would need a driver. Though she hoped plenty more kittens would come. One by itself would not be enough, Sienna would need a whole litter of kittens, dozens of them. She would need an army. Because everyone knew cats were stronger then dogs. Dogs that chased cars, chased their tails, rubbed their buttocks on the carpet. "I'm here, what do you want from me that was so urgent?" Sienna smiled imagining what the Jaguar looked like. She would probably be a pretty thing. Sienna wondered briefly what she should scar her face with if she was too pretty. Gently, Sienna rose from her chair and turned around. The jaguar looked rather tough, not like the innocent submissive she had imagined. Still, she had come without resisting. Sienna stepped closer to the Jaguar girl, arms raised as if for an embrace. "Come, my pet." Sienna said in her enchanting voice. "Prostrate yourself and declare your loyalty to me!" OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[lalala145]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll153/tokyotabby/Grey.jpg); border: solid #ffffff 4px; width: 250px; height: 650px;] Predinner Mayo, Nika gazed at her carefully when she stood up and walked towards her arms wide. She could easily be some blonde model from god knows where but there was a sinister look on her face and judging by the dead bastard a sweet sweet killer with attitude to boot but that was about all she could find out about this one demanding something from her she wouldn’t dare to give from the way she was asking. Nika stepped back from those arms the glaring “I’m no one’s ‘pet’” She regretted greeting this one the way she did, she should have added more spite for these demands to be this one’s loyal servant. Nika was no such person she was loyal to no one in this nest people were loyal to her “I bow to no one, loyal to no one” a slight pause “ I’m no one’s ‘suka’ (bitch)” her words hissed and her already heavy Russian accent grew heavier “ they’re loyal to me” She said nothing else till she calmed down thinking a bit “but I will work with if I gain a little something my self,” another pause “what would I gain from from the likes of you?” it’s good for you WORDS: TAGGED: OUTFIT: MUSIC: goes here NOTES template made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 443 ( TAGGED ) All Kittens ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Sienna was expecting the Jaguar before her to crawl on its knees and use muscles one didn't even know they possessed to crawl on their hands and knees. She expected the Jaguar to lay herself flat on the ground when one didn't know whether to bow with one knee or two. What she didn't expect was the reply. Though she had expected perhaps a bit of hostility. It was good though that this one was motivated by things. Sienna could offer her money, things she had never dared think existed for the utmost luxurious experience. "What do you want?" Sienna asked as she neared the Jaguar, keeping both her arms afloat like a proper Lady. She walked around the Jaguar in a circle. "I can offer you many things." she said as she neared the Jaguar. "Power. Jewels. Love. Riches." "It can all be yours." She said as she walked behind the Jaguar. "But if you displease me," she hissed. "Then I can be your worst nightmare. I will. Destroy. You." She threatened. "You belong to me now." Sienna recalled those words being spoken to her and repressed the memory. "I can be just or I can be merciless. The choice is yours. Now, how do you greet your new Mistress?" OOC - OUTFIT okay i have joned this!

[adrhi]

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She had been in the middle of celebrations with her Pard, the Dark Sun Pard. Nothing less than the yearly traditions the Pard had held and celebrated together during the holiday season for as long as Rhi had been a member of the Pard. It was her family, more of a family than her true blood relatives had ever been. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with politics of any sort; she simply wanted to have fun with the only family she had ever known. The party had kicked into full swing when Rhi felt the pull she had been warned of since the day she became a wereleopard. That pull of a vampire with the power to call her people. For the first few seconds, it had been purely shock that such a vampire dare enter the city, but when she witnessed the weaker members of her Pard start to respond to the pull they felt, Rhi knew exactly what to do. She shielded them all. All her people saved in one foul swoop. Rhi knew the price for such an action. She had chosen between her leopards and herself, and now, she had little choice but to follow the pull she felt singing through every bone in her body. And this was why Rhi was so infuriated. As she drove down the streets in her sleek black sports car that had been a gift from her father a few years back, she fought for calm. Fought for the logical tactics and diplomacy that would keep her people safe while the vampire who possessed the ability and audacity to dare call her people remained in the city’s limits. She went alone, unaccompanied by her enforcers and despite the pleads of her closest friend. It would be a one-time thing, talk to the vampire, make sure she understood the leopards were not, never have been, and never will be theirs, in a most polite manner of course, and then go back to the party she was missing. Of course, in a small part of her mind, she sincerely doubted it would be that simple. But she would not allow her people to be controlled by the likes of anyone. She promised them all safety and she would make sure it was such for them. She continuously abused the connections she had through her father’s position in government for the well-being of her Pard, she was sure it wouldn’t be very hard to convince her father a certain vampire in New Orleans needed a warrant on them so the Federal Marshals would come and clean up the issue for the Pard. Of course, she wasn’t entirely sure if she could swing such a thing, but she would certainly without a doubt try. For the whole ride, she had been organizing her thoughts and pulling herself together. Building up her diplomatic wall of practiced pleasantries and backhandedly insulting compliments. So focused on rebuilding her mental shields and gathering her wits, she hadn’t really taken any notice as to where she was driving, or the road at all. She had simply let the call she felt push her in the right direction and take her where it would. And much to her surprise when she finally took notice to her surroundings, Rhi found herself in the Tenderloin. Just outside a seemingly abandoned warehouse. This was not a very promising start to anything. She quietly cursed under her breath and parked her speedy vehicle where the shrubbery and garbage bin would hide it from thieving hands. After checking to make sure the carefully applied makeup Mallory had ambushed her with was still decently presentable (better to look professional than look like a clown) and hair was still in place at the back of her head, held there by the single platinum hair stick in her hair, she ran a hand through the long and thin chains of her earrings which hung just past her shoulders. Sure there were no knots or tangles in the chains, she finally allowed the pull she felt to tug her out of her car and lock it behind her, placing the keys in the clutch Mallory had picked out for her for going so well with the outfit. On any normal occasion, Rhi wouldn’t dare set foot in such a dangerous part of town dressed in such an expensive outfit. It was like wearing a billboard reading “mug me!” or worse. But there was no going home to change her clothes, so with an exasperated sigh, Rhi entered the warehouse with her graceful and sultry, catlike strides which had been the way she walked since her grandmother had taught her to do so. Upon entering the building, Rhi was surprised to see one of the newest species leaders in town. She had been watching Nika from a distance for some time, gathering information on the only leader younger than herself to take over the responsibility of leadership over a group of peoples. From her observations, however, Rhi had drawn the conclusion that Nika didn’t truly understand what it was to be a werecreature, let alone to lead a group of them. She had been meaning to speak with the young woman about such matters and offer her services as a mentor of sorts to the younger woman. Simply to show her the ropes of such an important position in the community as the one she held. However, the woman, who was undoubtedly the vampire who had put out the call, was entirely unfamiliar to Rhi. She arched a single well-shaped eyebrow from where she stood, off to the side and a safe distance away from the possible threat. When her presence was finally acknowledged by both other women, Rhi inwardly inclined her head in the barest of bows, never removing her sight from the two in the room. “Greetings from the Dark Sun Pard. I am Adrhina Lynn Jessamina Rushmore, the Nimir-Ra of the leopard Pard of New Orleans and out of respect have alone answered your call of my people. However, with all due respect, I would like to question why you have so rather rudely summoned my people to your hand without the slightest notice ahead of time. Surely, one such as yourself is much more well-mannered than such actions.”

[/color] Rhi was calm and cool as she spoke, her voice filling the room with the dignity and pride of her people. If she had to guess, Rhi would assume herself and Nika wouldn’t be the only predatory feline leaders showing up to such a dingy location.[/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll153/tokyotabby/Grey.jpg); border: solid #ffffff 4px; width: 250px; height: 650px;] Predinner Mayo, She watched the blonde carefully, she seemed to not be used to people not willing to grovel on their knees. She smirked and took note as to what was offered for the services she’d give, she’d take this as another side job and take advantage of the riches as it’s wages. Then there was that catch, always with the serving of this one’s every whim like a dog, didn’t Nika not say that she wouldn’t bow to her? She thought for a little, this was like her few years back in Moscow acquiring a much needed ally for her father she planned to try to negotiate, hopefully this one knew the meaning she’d lay out. She followed the pace with her eyes careful to not leave her back unwatched. She spotted and heard the new comer into the building, upright and graceful though she smelled of leopard nothing new though she’d known one or two like that. Her speech was filled with proper and power yet calm. She turned away from it to get back to her more important issue, the one with a massive ego. “power and wealth are alway nice things in short supply” She went “you may have my services in return for that payment among other things but I work with you not for you” She glanced at her quickly staying silent for a few seconds “I’ll accept only if you accept that one term” it’s good for you WORDS: TAGGED: OUTFIT: MUSIC: goes here NOTES template made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 346 ( TAGGED ) All Kittens ( STATUS ) COMPLETE In the distance Sienna could hear movement of a vehicle. In this area there were no movements and no activities - at least on this particular day. Which was why she had chosen it. The less to be disturbed by annoying human witnesses and police patrols. So whoever was driving the vehicle was answering her call. The were-leopard Nimir-Ra was blonde and beautiful. Both of which Sienna hated. She ignored the leopard from the start and turned to the Jaguar. Were-creatures were beneath her as they were beasts while she was their superior. In any other setting the Jaguar was comical, she should become a comedian! "You must be daft!" Sienna replied in a harsh tongue as she kicked the Jaguar in her kneecap to lower her position. Had the woman been human the kneecap would have popped out and broken into shreds of bone! "You are not my equal nor will you ever be so. You work for me, you belong to me now, pet. Now, kneel before your Master!" Sienna said as she kicked in the other kneecap of the Jaguar. "Jaguars," Sienna said to the were-leopard by way of explanation. "I might as well be training werewolves!" she huffed at the thought of training those flea ridden beasts. She knew the leopard would understand since they were of different species and not close like sisters. Cats argued with cats like dogs and mice. "Greetings Adrhina Lynn Jessamina Rushmore, Nimir-Ra of the Leopards." Sienna was pleased to see the leader of the leopards here. The vampiress turned her head to the door to see if any more leopards would trail in. What the Leopard owned would be Sienna's. "I am now your Master. I do what I like when I like. But I shall not explain myself to you. I will forgive you, this once, for being insulting to show you just how generous I am. Now, you say something of your people - where exactly are they?" The prospect of many leopards was very good indeed. It would bring Sienna an army! OOC - OUTFIT let me know if I should change something

[adrhi]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, height:330px;width:470px;font-size:10px;text-align:justify; border: 1px dashed #000000; padding:15px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; background-image:url(http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/Kyo-Sun/1-2.png);][STYLE=text-align:center;font-family:georgia;font-size:20px;background-color:66ccdd;opacity:.7;color:000000]SING US A SONG YOU'RE THE PIANO MAN[/style] [STYLE=float:left; border: 5px solid #000000; opacity: 0.9;margin-left:10px][/style][STYLE=float:right;width:300px; height:200px; overflow:auto; background-color:ffffff;font-size:9px; padding:10px;text-align:justify;opacity:.9;font-family:verdana;color:000000]It didn’t take Rhi 5 seconds to decide she didn’t want her people anywhere near this vampire. She pitied Nika in that moment; the poor woman clearly had no idea what she was doing or what she was in for. It was as clear as day, the fact that this vampire was none to be negotiated with. No, this was the kind of vampire to which you stayed as far away from as possible if you valued your life, your sanity, your free will and all you had worked so hard in life to achieve. Some of her pard, she had picked up from other pards in the US of A. Some of them had dealt with master vampires who called their beasts before. She had been warned of the kinds of things they could do and in an instant, was positive she didn’t want anything to do with this one in particular. However, turning around and walking out the door didn’t seem like much of an option at the moment. The vampire whom had yet to introduce herself would likely take insult from such an action which could possibly put her Pard in more danger than they were already in. The only option Adrhina Lynn could see at that moment was to carefully pick her words to make her pard sound small and pathetic instead of the warrior-filled, decent-sized group it was. Anything to keep them safe, anything to keep this vampire entirely uninterested in the wereleopards of New Orleans. She would not let her people be treated as inferior animals or pets. They had all been fully human once, just as the vampires had. Such treatment was a harsh reminder to why Rhi hated humans and anything with like thinking. Yes, she always believed in the good in people’s hearts, and assumed whoever she met was one of the few truly good and kindhearted, considerate people in the world. However, Rhi was in the same breath, a realist. She understood that humanity was such a despicable race. Incomparably self-centered with no care of others whatsoever, hating and out to destroy all they do not understand or fear. Treating those unlike them so horribly, it was monstrous. People like that made the world such a horrible, nasty, disgusting place to live. She worked to keep her face a neutral slate, not wanting to give her inner thoughts away. Rhi neglected to react or respond to the vampire’s words of the jaguar on the ground while inwardly hoping the other leaders in town would be strong enough to keep themselves and their people away from this madness and abuse. “We leopards were in the midst of our holiday celebrations. My few younglings and I usually spend the holiday break away from the stress and strain of this wonderful city, sometimes even going as far as spending the holiday at a resort elsewhere in the country. Though if we had been warned of this summoning ahead of time, I’m sure arrangements could have been made.”

[/color] She held back a smile after speaking. Rhi was so smart, she amazed herself sometimes. She had chosen her words so carefully to make it sound like her pard was small and young, as well as far out of the city, when neither was the case. None had been a lie, she had been careful not to lie, having been told of some vampires who could tell a lie as easily as some wherecreatures could smell a lie. She’d also crafted her words to make it sound as if she would have actually let her pard near such a dangerous vampire if she had known the woman was going to put the call out, when in all actuality, Rhi would have picked up her pard and taken them to Vegas for the holidays to keep them from suspecting the danger on the horizon and give herself some time to fully plan what to do.

Hoping to pull the vampire’s attention off her missing pard, Rhi continued to speak. “Pardon my rudeness yet again, but might I ask your name? I’m sure myself and the other feline clan-leaders in town would love to know the name of the new vampire with the capability to call their beasts.”[/color] Rhi inwardly scoffed, though her face remained the blank neutrality she had entered with. Yeah, sure. They’d love to know so they know who to stay away from. Speaking of other feline leaders in town, where were they? Rhi knew for a fact Leandra was without a Rex as Rhi herself was without a Nimir-Raj, had the lion queen managed to muster enough power to shield herself and her Pride without a king to help her do it? Rhi felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought. If she were able to shield herself and her people in the same breath, she wouldn’t even be here at the moment, having to deal with preternatural politics when she should be partying it up.[/style]

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[lalala145]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll153/tokyotabby/Grey.jpg); border: solid #ffffff 4px; width: 250px; height: 650px;] Predinner Mayo, She let out an oddly sounding grunt in pain when she was sent to her knees with those meaningful kicks. It was a grunt that had a slight cry but not much, she was still trying to hold some dignity. She basically sat there shins flat on the ground on either side of her, hands in a loose fistby her knees,head looking down, the hair thankfully covered her expression cause it spelled not pain or defeat but rage. she glanced up with out moving her head to keep an eye on the blonde bitch, ready for another blow in the gut that never came. Instead she was insulting her or so she thought comparing her type to the werewolves or dogs. Oh how the blonde failed to understand that a cat was never truly loyal to anyone except themselves and her human life was just about the same. She’d had worse than the kicks, she’s given worse than the kicks since he pain was subsiding a little over time while some of the things she’d done and kept them alive didn’t wear off so quickly. She hardly paid attention to the leopard’s speech but she could somehow tell by her posture this one knew what she was up against with the blonde and was by no means weak, a were was never truly weak. She thought a little and wondered how good of an ally the leopard would make but pushed it back. She continued to wait till the pain left but not enough so that the joints locked. She stayed silent putting more weight on her hands and shifted slightly to get her foot planted on the ground. She used that as leverage to slowly stand up, soon enough she was standing again though a little more wobbly than usual and slightly calmed down. The Blonde though had lost her chance to a mercenary that wouldn’t need training and valuable connections for what ever this was even for. Basically Nika was in no way interested in this side job. it’s good for you WORDS: TAGGED: OUTFIT: MUSIC: goes here NOTES template made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[Sienna Von Mihaili]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #b57692 solid; border-bottom: 10px #b57692 solid;] i will bleed forever ( WORDS ) 457 ( TAGGED ) All Kittens ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Blood from the dead man on the floor drizzled to Sienna's dress shoes. She cautiously avoided contact by stepping over the small puddle. "Not dead yet, hmm." she said as she walked back over to the man and stepped on his throat with her red heel. She gave it enough pressure until the sound of something snapping was utterly indescribable. "I really hate it when they do that." One last fight for life - he must have been determined. She clasped her hands together in one eerie classical villain motion except of course for the 'Mwahahaha' that usually followed and gave the Leopard her full attention. "A few younglings?" Sienna asked as she raised her eyebrows and gave her the one over as if she was unsure or not whether she was telling the truth. "How utterly pitiful." She clasped her forefinger on her cheek and her thumb on her chin. Sienna tapped her cheek a few odd times. "How many numbers are we talking of? - Ten - Twenty - Thirty?" she asked hopefully. "I suppose it really doesn't matter." she said giving the Leopard for a moment - if not brief - the impression that she didn't care. "Have each turn at least fifty humans on the full moon!" "Though there will be a large cash bonus for the were's that turn a hundred!" The smile she gave the Leopard was eerily chilling! To turn from human to were was despicable. But to actually order the turning of perhaps hundreds of innocent humans to Leopards? It was a good thing that Sienna never had to pass an 'ethics' class. If Adrhina only had 6 were's there would be three-hundred-Leopards give or take, granted, not all of them would survive the attack of a youngling but still! "Master," Sienna said. "Call me Master!" She couldn't imagine any were addressing her by her full name as Princess Sienna Von Mihaili or any of her other nefarious titles. She turned her back on both of the were's and walked to the table and chairs. She stepped over the body and over the puddles of blood before opening her half black and half white clutch. She thought of a way to use the Jaguar. There was a wizard jack of all trades that had entered town and wouldn't join Sienna's side. She needed him taken care of. She took ten thousand dollars from her purse, it still had the white ten thousand dollar marker on it. She tossed the large billfold in front of the Jaguar's feet. "I need you to kill a man by the name of Aleister 'Monarch' Vicious. Wizard. How you choose to kill him, it's up to you. I know you won't disappoint me." OOC - OUTFIT i made her sorta nicer now