Satana will kiss you to death (ex_satana412) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-08-21 12:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | satana |
Who: Satana Hellstrom & Open!
What: Looking to cause some trouble, but what that is or who might stop her in time is up for debate.
Where: Manhattan, New York
When: August 21st, 2012; Night;
Rating: Low, for now
So Satana's list of allies were considerably small. And by small, she couldn't name people on more than a finger or two and Daimon did not count as an ally. He was busy doing...whatever it was he did. She'd opened communication with him briefly, but only to see if he somehow wormed his way back into father's favor. Not because she was jealous, oh hell no, but maybe she wanted to do use Daimon to give dear old dad a nice "Fuck you" wrapped in a pretty bow and covered with thorns. No suck luck.
On any normal night, she would be "working" the street to feed, because apparently when you're cut off from hell, what was originally a way to indulge now became a means of survival. As usual she wore all black and despite the fact that most people thought of wearing leather during the summer to be downright insanity, the heat had no affect on Satana at all. She wasn't even breaking a sweat.
"Fuck off," she waved away a man she saw approaching her, with a wave of her hand, he seemed to get the drift. Her walk had no purpose, but she was likely looking to stir up some sort of trouble. That much was clear from the predatory look on her face.