Unlike Luxuria's sister, Superbia, Luxuria didn't feel the need to switch bodies. This host was beautiful. She'd found that even the most noble of men couldn't turn her down, and that was even before she'd touch them, and induce lust upon them. Tonight, however, Luxuria found herself to be bored. That happened a lot, lately. Cleveland wasn't exactly her first choice of a place to be, but, in it's defense, there were plenty of people just waiting to be thrown into the thralls of madness, lust, greed, envy, and all of those other beautiful sins. Luxuria took pride in being able to say that she was one of the original sins.

For a long couple of moments, Luxuria stared at her nude form in the full length mirror. Hell, one might have assumed that she was possessed with pride, instead of lust. The truth was? Everybody had a little bit of each sin in them. Even the Sins themselves. Lux, for example, loved herself. She took a great deal of pride in knowing how beautiful she was. Luxuria had even been beautiful before they started taking the bodies of others. All of her sisters had been. But, as time went on, they were forced to jump from body to body. This time, however, Lux was keeping this one, until she absolutely had to give it up. Finally, a dark blue, form fitting, thigh high dress was slid over her form. Afterwards, her lids were donned with a thick line of coal colored liner, and her full lips were painted with the reddest lipstick she could find. With a soft, content sigh, Lux ran her fingers through her curly, auburn locks, before tossing them over her shoulder, and making her way out of the lavish apartment.

The Cleveland, night air was brisk, but it didn't bother Luxuria in the least. Everyone she passed wore oversized coats, and jackets, while she flaunted her sleeveless dress. The woman really was vain. And, if anyone bothered to ask her, she wouldn't have any problem with telling them the straight truth. She knew she was beautiful. And, with the help of her sisters, they could have anything they wanted. Very literally. Nothing was out of their greedy reaches. Not money, not sex, not power, nothing. And, they didn't mind doing whatever necessary to get exactly what they wanted.

It didn't take long for Luxuria to find Superbia, in all of her glory, seemingly talking to herself. With a smirk, Lux sauntered up to the woman, and took one of her hands in her own. Luxuria took comfort in knowing that she was Ace's favorite. She always had been, and more than likely, always would be. "Don't you look ravishing tonight, Ace? That color looks amazing on you." Releasing her tender grip on Ace's hand, both of Lux's palms moved to grasp the side of Ace's new face, before capturing her lips with her own in a deep, sensuous kiss. When she finally did pull away, one dark eyebrow quirked upwards. "I like this new form of yours. But -- what happened to the other one? Did you get bored of her, already?"