There was no doubt in her mind that she probably should have stayed put until Asmodeus came for her, but after so many days hidden away, and no number to those spent trapped down in Hell, Lust couldn't seem to get enough of the smoggy city air. Playing with the mortals she could feel, but not see started out as enough, but a foray outside and into the throng of souls begging for corruption was a heady drug indeed. She didn't even have to go far, just standing there was enough. Lust for the person across the street, a lust for all of the delicious things the city had to offer, it was never ending.
This day found her wandering in a different direction, reaching out tentative fingers to stroke leisurely at the longing and desires each mortal carried within their hearts as she meandered along. As she walked, she could feel that other presence tickling at the edges of her mind, and more than once she wondered if she should turn around and go back the way she came. But here where she found herself today, these people were interesting. Their unending lust for power and money, it was enough to make hum pleasantly as she tripped along amidst the steadily moving crowds.