ѕαιитѕ & мσиѕтєяѕ (namah) wrote in cirque_rp, |
Now, Jonas did consider the idea of not hunting down this new opportunity. Good old Ringmaster made it clear that he needed to do some heavy lifting from time to time or he'd get irritated with the demon. It wasn't its fault. It was just in its nature to want to be the grasshopper forever looking for its next meal. Within the form of Jonas it was more pronounced. In the end, who could say no to a pretty thing and a little game?
So, Jonas casually, confidently strolled about the grounds looking for his new prize. A creature after his own heart with cafe au late skin and alluring colored eyes. Something so fine had to be as delicious as it looked. He took his time because he knew the anticipation within her would only make it that much sweeter. He uncurled his demonic senses, letting the dreams and daydreams of ever soul on the grounds call to him. So many repressed desires. So much need.
If the demon hadn't been bound, it would have left a soulless destruction in its highly satisfied wake long ago...
There.
Jonas turned. The excited little daydreams of something new. Warm, bright daydreams like bubbling seawater. He turned toward the direction and strolled his way toward that part of the grounds. The jubilant dreams brought the demon to the costume trailers. To its other job in a different skin. He scanned the area, a predator tracking its prey. Amber eyes... Large frame... Dark promises...
He rumbled. "Jonas knows you're here, cher." He walked about the many trunks. "Almost taste you..." For such a large man, his tread was so quiet, so careful. Heel to toe. "You gonna come out for Jonas, say hi?" He checked behind a group of trunks. "Come now, don't be shy."