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[Jul. 29th, 2010|12:42 am] |
Who: Kakia and Dolos and Oizys?
Where: DC Martini Bar
What: Martinis and whining.
Warnings: Well. Drunk Greek Incestuous Gods. You be the judge.
Kakia wasted no time finding her way to the martini bar, ordering her standard dirty martini extra olives, propping her elbow on the bar, her chin in her hand as she glared at the drink. One leg crossed over the other, a high heel dangled off her foot as she sipped her drink, absently eyeing a few of he cuter men.
If only she had the energy to corrupt one of them. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2010|09:02 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Momos
When: Right after his lovely reunion with his wife
Where: Her home.
Warnings: Always possible with her.
She'd been excited at first to hear her brother was back... but the need for medical attention had her more worried than anything as she waited. Having sent any others in her home away, she'd prepared the bedroom for him, and a martini for herself, waiting impatiently.
She'd kill whoever hurt him. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2009|01:42 am] |
Who: Kakia and Crowley
What: Drinks, convo
Where: Bar
Warnings: Actually, no. Shocking, right?
It took only slightly longer than the five minutes requested for Kakia to be walking into the bar, having appeared just around the corner from the building, and taking the elevator up. It'd been quite a while sine she was in London, but any day with a clear sky was generally acceptable. Once the elevator stopped she took a moment to admire the view outside the windows, before admiring the view inside the bar, eyes trailing over the various and sundry folk filling the place.
Her smile lit lightly as she saw her drinking partner for the next hour or so, and made her way over, easing through mortals with finesse and coming up beside him. "Mr. Crowley. How are you, doll?" |
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[Jul. 6th, 2009|02:36 am] |
Who: Kakia and Daniel Clemens
Where: Bar
What: Talking
Warnings will update if needed. Shockingly, yes.
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[Jun. 1st, 2009|10:48 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Patrick McKenna
What: Introduction to Vice.
Where: Monte Carlo
Warnings: Yes.
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[May. 29th, 2009|11:14 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Daniel Clemens
What: Tea
Where: His church
Warnings: Will update if needed.
The offer for tea had surprised her, and she wasn't really sure what it was all about. Part of her was convinced she should just stay away - she did feel actual remorse about messing him up as much as she did - but she was too curious for her own good, and staying away wasn't really an option.
She'd taken about two minutes to find a pair of heels that matched her dress, and with a thought she was appearing inside his kitchen, leaning against the wall in the entrance way.
"Tea still hot?" |
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[May. 16th, 2009|04:03 pm] |
Who: Ares (and Kakia)
What: Killing people
Where: Ukraine
When: Post-dated to Wednesday. Sorry, I fail
Warnings: Violence and foreshadowing of rape in post. Comments will probably have more of the same.
( I am your god now. ) |
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[May. 13th, 2009|12:21 am] |
Who: Momos and Kakia
What: Dinner
Where: I'm guessing a restaurant
Warnings: Naw. He's all monogamous these days.
Kakia had been surprised to get the invite from her brother, but pleasantly so. And as pleased as she was to get some time with him, she was more than a bit curious as to what it was all about. It didn't really matter... She was getting lobster out of the deal.
Generally a fan of taking her time, she'd made a point of being ready to go when he said he'd be there, she was just putting in her earrings in when she felt him, and her smile grew as she heard the knock. With a hand smoothing down the front of her dress, she snagged her bracelet off the vanity and moved to open the door.
"Hello, doll..." |
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[Apr. 21st, 2009|10:36 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Father Daniel Clemens
What: Confession, breaking a Lenten fast
Where: His church
Warnings: Like whoa.
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[Mar. 28th, 2009|01:42 am] |
Who: Kakia, Open to anyone.
What: Super power!
Where: Monte Carlo, Eden Resort, Casino Floor
When: Early Evening, Friday
[OOC: yeah, I'm in some weird narrative mood. shoot me.]
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[Mar. 11th, 2009|07:38 pm] |
Who: Adikia, Edward, and Eliot (with possible appearances by Crowley and/or Kakia)
What: Torturing and Sexing
Where: Eden
When: Now
Warnings: Err...yes.
Kia could not wait. Excitement radiated off of her as she ran through the resort to get to where Eliot was bringing Edward. If he'd really done it? Kia would reward him with anything he ever wanted. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Henry Spivey
Where: Her suite, Eden Resort
When: Right after this.
Warnings: I don't think so.
Kakia closed the laptop cover after the last message from Crowley, and tapped her finger against her lower lip for a moment in thought. She was annoyed, and that annoyance was really only irking her more. Who was Mr. Albright anyway to be annoying her? Really.
Conjuring a martini, she sipped at it as she made her way to the bedroom where Henry slept well deservingly, sitting on the side of the bad and shaking his shoulder lightly.
"Rise and shine, lazybones. We've got to talk." |
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[Dec. 21st, 2008|11:42 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Father Clemens
What: Church decoration admiring, chatting, flirting
Where: His church
When: Sunday afternoon
Warnings: Yes. Yes. Finally.
It hadn't taken her too long to change into something a bit more church-appropriate, finding a dress that at least pretended to take into account that it was winter. She was quite pleased at today's turn of events... she'd actually almost forgot it was Sunday and that there was mass, not that she'd have gone anyhow - but being told she was missed was always a pleasing thing.
She thought up a coat to wear and tossed it over her shoulders, and grabbed the carefully wrapped box she'd been saving and slid it into her pocket, ready to head out. With a blink she was gone from Monte Carlo and within a bock of the church, walking briskly to the door, and pausing only a moment before knocking. |
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[Dec. 17th, 2008|03:21 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | adikia, anteros, anthony j crowley, aphrodite, ares, até, cassiel, dolos, edward albright, henry spivey, kakia, lorna dane, marius rogan, meat, melpomene, momos, nessarose thropp, styx | ] |
Who: EVERYONE
What: Saturnalia!
Where: St. Patrick's Cathedral, NYC
When: Wednesday, the 17th.
Warnings: Only if the party goes well. So we can hope.
( Io, Saturnalia! ) |
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|10:57 pm] |
Who: Edward and Kakia
What: New experiences!
Where: Casino Hotel Room
Warnings: Yes. Lots of them. liek woah.
Kakia waited with all the patience she could muster, setting out the various tools Edward would need for their game du jour. She'd rigged the room up to handle the chains, assuming so long as there was no permanent damage to the establishment, no one would care. She was particularly pleased at what could happen... She'd expected to eventually have to talk him into this, but to have it offered was like Christmas come early. She wasn't worried he'd do real damage, really... although she could be hurt quite a bit she was still sure even in this world he couldn't kill her. She'd taken precautions, though... one was fairly easy, though she didn't know if it would work... the other she was a bit more hesitant on. But if push came to shove, she'd deal with that. She'd explain them when he got there. Slipping into a silk robe, she wanted to pace in anticipation, but chose to lounge on the sofa as she waited...and if she concentrated, she could even stop fidgeting. |
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[Dec. 3rd, 2008|08:36 pm] |
Who: Kakia and New!Edward
When: After his little trip to hell
Where: Room at the Hotel Monte Carlo
What: Discussing what happened?
Warnings: If I were a betting girl, I'd say yes.
Kakia closed her phone as she got the message that he was heading up to the room. making sure the door was open, she collected her martini glass and returned to the balcony attached to the room, leaning against the rail. The room itself was plush, the balcony attached looking out over the water. It was dark, but the boats were lit up, and the moon was a waxing crescent, not yet half full. It worked well for her - she preferred the night. With one ear cocked toward the door, she waited. She was quite intrigued to see this new body... and see how much he'd tell her of what happened. |
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[Dec. 2nd, 2008|09:35 pm] |
Who: Kakia, Father Daniel Clemens, maybe others?
When: Nowish.
Where: his church rectory.
What: She's a Goddess of Vice working on slowly corrupting her newest toy, He's a priest recently rediscovering his love of purpose working on decorating his new parish. Together, they fight crime! Or, not.
Warnings: Naw.
She had been to Mass on Sunday, and sat right in the front, sitting and standing where appropriate. She'd of course not taken communion, but her attention focused on him the whole time. He was particularly lovely saying mass, all in his purple vestments. She had slipped out, however, right after the recessional... leaving him to meet his congregation in peace. Still... her patience was only lasting so long.
She'd checked the bulletin, and made sure there was nothing going on in the church that night. Rosary in hand, she appeared outside the rectory door, smoothing down her sirt before she knocked. |
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[Nov. 30th, 2008|12:52 am] |
Who: Kakia and Adikia and possibly Crowley? And whoever else, I guess.
What: Party planning
Where: Casino bar in Monte Carlo
Warnings: Cursing, plotting. drinking. I'll go with PG-13ish?
Kakia sat at the bar, fingers tapping lightly on the marble in front of her. She had an almost empty martini glass in front of her, along with a notebook and a pen. She was just waiting on Kia now... who ought be arriving any moment. Huge parties of debauchery didn't just plan themselves, did they? |
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[Nov. 26th, 2008|12:11 am] |
Who: Kakia and Father Daniel.
What: Coffee
Where: Coffee Shop
Warnings: It's coffee. With a priest. Doubtful.
She would have preferred a bar, but coffee would do fine, given the situation. A priest. Oh, she adored the clergy. They were so, so flawed, and so many of them were willing to sin when presented with the right offer. And as cliche as it might be? there was something that much sweeter to the feel of the holy falling. Sure, the church was filled with men and women all bitter and jaded and lacking faith, and they were just as fun to take down as well. but the ones who clung to their belief system even the slightest bit? Like nectar. She could only hope.
It was with a thought that had her arriving around the corner from the address offered, having no problem spotting her quarry as she moved toward the shop, her smile bright.
"You don't look that lost. Hello, I'm Kakia." |
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[Nov. 24th, 2008|11:37 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Edward (and possibly a guest appearance by Henry)
What: PLaytime
Where: Kakia's address
Warnings: Oh yeah.Warnings like whoa. XD.
Edward arrived at the address Kakia had given him at precisely the time she had requested. He was punctual like that. In his line of work, seconds mattered and could mean the difference between life and death. He wasn't thinking about that, exactly, just then. He was thinking about the possibilities of pleasure he was about to experience, if Henry didn't wake up and take away his fun. Of course, if Kakia taped the other man's response and reactions, Edward would enjoy watching the play back. Not quite as enjoyable as seeing the real thing, but one thing he could never do would be see Henry react to anything in real time.
With a wry smile and a stance that spoke of cockiness and self assurance, and a little sex peppered in, Edward made his presence known. |
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[Nov. 22nd, 2008|01:46 am] |
Who: Kakia, Aziraphale, Crowley
What: Quite a bit of fun.
Where: Monte Carlo
When: Nowish.
Warnings: Yeah. Quite a few of them, I think.
It didn't take long for her to make her way to Monte Carlo. It helped in that she had nothing in particular to do first. With a thought she was suitably festive in a little black dress, and with another she was outside the doors of the casino in Monte Carlo. Stepping inside, she moved quickly toward the desk in an attempt not to be distracted, failing as she leaned in, waiting for the receptionist.
She loved casinos... loved them. They were perhaps her favourite invention yet that humans had come up with, albeit influenced and inspired by those like herself who had the most to gain from them. Her eyes had closed, and she was just breathing it all in, happily losing herself in the very taste of the air when she felt the hand at her elbow. Blinking, she flashed a smile at the receptionist, not at all sure how long he'd been trying to get her attention.
"What? Oh. Yes. My name is Kakia. I'm told you have something for me." |
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[Nov. 13th, 2008|06:47 pm] |
Who: Kakia and Edward Albright
What: He's bored, she's curious.
Where: At his place
When: Now
Warnings: Who knows? not yet. Sex, Violence
The name was all she needed, though the address came in handy - one was never in alternate universes if things were going to work the way they should. Travel, of course, was a breeze - a simple thought was really all it took to have her arriving outside his door, a vague memory of manners being beat into her the only thing that kept her from arriving inside. She took a moment to examine her manicure on one hand, then rapped sharply on the door, shifting to lean against the door jamb. |
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