Satan - Lord of the Underworld (afallenangel) wrote in temptationhotel, @ 2013-01-02 02:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | seth voland, zane hawkins |
Who: Seth Voland & Zack Hawkins
Where: Addiction
When: Tuesday Night
Summary: Not entirely trusting of his minion, Seth decides to do a spot inspection.
Warnings: Very likely! Be warned!
He'd barely been in Vegas 24hrs before the first of his minions checked in. "Gula," he muttered under his breath, as he began a brief, but informative, conversation via the hotel network. Addiction was up and running, as it should be, but with 'Zane' in charge it was all Seth could do not to head directly there and catch him slacking off. "Let him sweat," he hissed, pulling up the documentation on his rival, and who was likely to arrive. If the turn-out was good, then they would have a full house - something that would suit Seth well. The more the merrier, in his experience. No one was without sin. All it took was a little push... he smirked to himself, satisfied that there could be only one outcome in this city! More than enough time had past, and Seth headed down to his own personal paradise of debauchery. He stood in the doorway, breathing in the heady scent of sin and depravity. The club heaved with bodies, and as he pushed his way through the crowds he couldn't help but to implant seeds that, with a little gentle tending, and a sip or two of alcohol, would blossom into the most fabulous sins imaginable. Ah yes! It was good to be back in business. When he reached the bar he shouted to one of the tenders, who gestured towards the back room. He nodded his thanks, and moved behind the bar, grabbing the best bottle of Scotch he could find, and two glasses. Supplies procured, he headed into the plush manager's office. "I see you've got your hands full already, Zane," he stood in the doorway watching as the human female struggled into her tiny handful of clothes. It barely made a difference, though it did give her slightly more character. She was hardly a challenge, however, and radiated sin in much the same way as she reaked of cheap perfume! Seth didn't move, and as she made her embarrassed exit, he pulled a fifty out of his back pocket and slipped it into her bra, brushing her skin tenderly and giving her a healthy infusion of greed. He kicked the door shut behind her, and moved towards the desk, filling one of the glasses as he went, and pushing it towards Zane as he flopped into the chair opposite. "So, nice to see things are moving so...quickly," he said with a roll of his eyes. "So, anything else I should know about?" |