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Gaia is the domina of the House of Lust (allidesire) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2012-05-09 19:05:00

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gaia, jim moriarty

Who: Moriarty and Gaia
What: Drug pass-off and nefarious plotting. Really, nothing to see here. Move along!
When: Right now
Where: Suspicious looking opium den...as Briege says :P
Warning: Drugs, language, Moriarty being Moriarty, nudity and sexual content on Gaia's part

After committing the address Moriarty had given her to memory, she stood up and made herself presentable. Not that she was currently in disarray, but she felt she should wear something a little more suitable for not sticking out like a sore thumb. After all, the last thing she wanted to do was get on Moriarty's bad side. She really was under his thumb because as of this current moment, she had no where else to get her drugs from and no means to pay for them. She certainly hoped to rectify the fact she had no money in the near future, but she would come back to that topic later. Right now, she went to her closet and pulled out a dark red dress. As was her style, it was low-cut in the front, but the skirt on this one was long, giving her the air of a lady. Which she actually was, she was upper class in Roman society. Not that such a thing meant anything here, but she liked holding her place close to her. Slipping on a pair of gold high heels, she went into her bathroom, spending time to do her make-up and hair. She kept her make-up on the lighter side, not going too heavy-handed on it. When she came to her hair, she thought about pinning it up with some of her gold hair pins, but then she remembered who she was meeting. No doubt she'd be in an area of the city where the less-than-savory types hung out. So not too much gold. Gaia pulled her dark hair up into a ponytail, having started to get used to the simpler hairstyles of this age. She then slid her rings onto both of her middle fingers and put a necklace on. Deeming herself ready, she grabbed her purse and headed off to meet Moriarty.

Really, Gaia disliked having to go do this herself and not have a slave she could send out in her place, but she wasn't going to complain. After all, she both wanted and needed the drugs, so she would do what she needed to do get them. The last thing she needed was to go into opium withdrawal and not have anyone other than Moriarty know what was happening to her at first. And she didn't go around telling everyone she did drugs. In fact, she was fairly certain she'd only told Irene, and Galen had deduced she was high in their encounter. She didn't care if people knew she did drugs, but she didn't go flaunting the fact around for all to see. Sometimes such a fact came in handy when most people weren't aware of it. Now it was just a matter of what exactly Moriarty would ask of her in return for the drugs. Truth be told, she would do pretty much anything. About the only thing she was iffy on was killing someone. Gaia wasn't a killer. Schemer and manipulator, yes. But killer? No. So the entire way to the address Moriarty had given her, her mind was turning with those thoughts.

Eventually, she arrived at the address. Even though her dress was not fancy or ornate, Gaia still felt a bit overdressed for the area of the city she was in. Though it couldn't be helped, she preferred dresses to pants. But she acted just as if she belonged there, which she sort of did. At the moment, she had no drugs in her system. She liked to be completely in control of her mind and body in these sorts of situations. She really didn't like getting caught off-guard when she had drugs in her system and was in a slightly dangerous part of town. Approaching the door, she hadn't even needed to knock when the little window slid open.

"Yes?" A man asked.

"I am Gaia. Mister Moriarty is expecting me." Her English was still heavily accented, but it was getting better with practice. The little window closed and the door opened a few moments later.

"Follow me," he said. Gaia stepped inside and after the door was shut and locked behind her, the man led her through the opium den. She didn't bother to look anywhere except straight ahead. Her breeding was clearly showing in this case, but she didn't need to see what was going on around her. She knew what went on in opium dens. Eventually, they came to a room. The man opened the door and motioned her to enter. Upon doing so, she found Moriarty within.

"Greetings, Mister Moriarty," Gaia greeted with a smile. After all, there was always time for pleasantries.

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sooochangeable
2012-05-10 02:30 pm UTC (link)

The poor Roman woman in need of her drugs probably would have passed Jim by entirely if she didn't look the image of Helena. As she did of course it became a lot more amusing for him to think of ways to use her. And keeping her hooked on opium was worth the little extra he had to pay to find the stuff, direct from the east and all as it was. She had seemed a bit, unsure about coming here herself but Gaia would have to realize very quickly who called the shots and what that meant for her future. He owned her, same as he owned so many people around this place. Same way he'd owned dear little Elpheba, only Gaia didn't have anyone else to confide in as closely as the little witch.

He'd told his men to look out for her, tell him some facts when she arrived, how she was dressed, did she look scared, worried, nervous, twitchy. He needed to know how to approach her. He'd dressed simply in a black suit, similar to the Westwood he'd arrived in. He always liked to look good, unless he had a reason not to. And right now it was more prudent to look good.

She was lead into the room with him and Jim smiled sweetly, standing up to meet her, the smell of the opium immediately hitting him as he did. But that was okay. He could cope with that. It was Gaia that would be getting caught up in his little web from here on out. "Leave us." he said simply to the man that had lead her inside, the clipped upper class Dublin accent brokering no argument. The man left without another word and Jim looked the woman up and down. He didn't see her as anything other than useful of course. Only Emma crossed that line into something more, but at the same time he knew how women were, and what usually had to happen to make them useful to him. He'd see with Gaia. And Emma would be safe because she'd never hear of this part of his life. She didn't want to hear of his conversations with Katherine, or with the druggie Roman. It wasn't relevant.

"Feel free to sit my Lady. Do you have any preferences on where you begin." he asked, brushing a hand against her arm just enough to settle her before lifting her hand and kissing it softly by way of welcome. He found rich people usually liked to think they were in control so wouldn't it be adorable to let her believe she was before he shut all that down. He'd find a use for how much she looked like Helena. He'd find a way to destroy her life and through hers Irene's, and then he'd finally get to focus on his Final Problem. But there was time for that yet."

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allidesire
2012-05-10 07:11 pm UTC (link)

Was Gaia nervous about being in this part of the city? Yes, but she didn't let it show. She knew better than to show fear or nerves of any sort. So she had the appearance of a woman who knew where she was going and what she was doing. And of course she'd been unsure of meeting Moriarty here, but needed the drugs before she ran out. Before the withdrawal symptoms kicked in. She had been through that hell once before, and she was not going to go there again. There was also the fact Gaia was fully aware of the fact that she was completely indebted to Moriarty. Of that she had no illusions. All that needed to be determined was what exactly it would be that Moriarty would ask of her.

After he gave her the look over, Gaia took her turn to look him up and down. Very smart suit, not that she was an expert in modern fashion, but it looked good. Upon the invitation to sit down, Gaia took a seat in one of the chairs. Oh she liked the detail of him kissing her hand, the little brush against her arm. Now she didn't exactly have anything specific on her mind when he gave her that little look and touch to the arm. But if he wanted it, she'd give it. After all, she knew whatever he asked of her, she needed to give in order to keep her drugs coming.

"No, I do not. I am open." At least for this meeting she had an excellent grasp on the English language. Of course, there were still times where she was left clueless by what someone said, but she had come a long way in learning the language in the little time she had been here. Angel was a good teacher, and she also spent a lot of time reading and learning it on her own. Gaia was far more intelligent than most people knew. If they knew about her drug use, they would probably only see that side of her, not thinking she had a cunning mind underneath. She wasn't sure just yet if Moriarty knew that or not. She was not putting up a front with him, she knew better than to pretend she was something she wasn't in this moment.

Was she aware that there was a woman here that looked much like she did? Yes. Irene had so excellently mistaken her for Helena once. Did Gaia know any details about Helena aside from what she'd seen her post on the boards? Not exactly. She had read over some of the boards, but while she had an interest in Helena, she had yet to really see anything she could get ahold of and use. Not to her own advantage anyway.

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sooochangeable
2012-05-10 10:54 pm UTC (link)

She was open. Oh he didn't miss the little nuance of wording at all. He just bet she was. Little ancient world junkie tossed into a modern one she couldn't begin to understand. Though some things never ever changed and Gaia was a clever enough woman for all of that. She wouldn't have come here if she wasn't. Not without trying other ways to get around him first. But there was a debt here and the Roman knew that it would have to be paid one day. He would want something out of her. Something he hadn't quite worked out yet. But the drugs and the occasional flirty comment or touch of her skin and he'd have her. Irene Adler may have had the market on seduction but Jim was no stranger to the art. One only had to ask the little mouse.

"I have what you want. In ample supply." he told her, reaching into his pocket for some cocaine he'd found for her. Never touch the stuff himself of course. Or any drugs for that matter. Dulled the senses, made you weak and vulnerable, made you stupid. And he had no wish to be anything of the sort. But those around him. Oh when they indulged it was beautiful to watch. The layers fell away one by one until all that remained was the truth. The core of the person they always tried to hide and he loved to watch them fall. Sometimes they thought he fell with them. So drugged up in their haze they assumed. But Jim Moriarty was always three steps ahead at the very least and they were always just one more string in his web.

He laid out a line of the white powder for her on the beautiful marble table beside them. For a seedy drug den, they really did know who it was they tended to cater for.

"Try it out. The Opium you will be provided of course. It is your drug of choice but I do like to get to know those I take a personal interest in. Their preferences, their hopes, goals. What is it you want Gaia and I can provide it. I mean I'll want something back in return at some point but that goes without saying, you're a smart woman. You tell me what you won't do. What price is too much to pay and I'll figure out just how much I'm willing to give within those limits. Its a fairer deal than you'll get anywhere else."

Sad fact of course was, that it was the best deal she'd get, and she'd know it if she was as smart as she looked.

He sat the far side of her, watching, waiting for that moment when the addiction took hold, It was always just so fascinating to watch the careful composure begin to fall away to nothing.

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allidesire
2012-05-10 11:55 pm UTC (link)

For as much as had changed in the world, Gaia had seen that not everything did change. Some things were still the same. People were largely still the same. Saying one thing, then turning around and doing the exact opposite. From things she had observed so far, people had not really changed, only the civilizations. Though the loss of Latin as a widely spoken language did sadden her. Being forced to learn English, a rather barbaric sounding tongue if Gaia had anything to say about it, was not something she liked. But it was a necessity to survive in this place, and Gaia would do anything to survive. So she had to do her best to let go of her noble upbringing in some cases. One of which was coming down here herself to meet Moriarty for her drugs. She had her pride, but this was a time where she needed to set it aside long enough to gain what she needed.

When Moriarty told her he had what she wanted in ample supply, she was not surprised. He was certainly a man who seemed to have all the right connections. And really, she didn't know who else to turn to in order to give her the opium she both wanted and needed. Though she was really taking a liking to cocaine. In powder form, that is. She did not like the sound of injecting herself with it. She far preferred either taking drugs orally, as she tended to put her opium in her wine, or snorting as she did with the cocaine. She watched him lay out the line for her on the table. The marble table. Gods how she missed the finer things in life.

"Gratitude," she replied with a smile. Before she answered his question, she shifted forward in her chair, leaning over the table. She snorted the line of cocaine, then straightened back up. She sniffed a bit, wiping at her nose briefly as she leaned back in the chair. Perhaps she should have resisted using the drug until she'd gotten back to the complex, but she really couldn't resist it. Gaia had a weakness for feeling good, for the highs that opium and cocaine gave her. She liked the way her head would spin, the way things sometimes seemed so surreal. Giving her head a little shake, Gaia focused her attention back on Moriarty.

"I miss the life of luxury I had in Rome. I am unaccustomed to living in such a small living space. I would like a house again, with Roman decoration." It would take a minute or two before the high started to kick in, so Gaia was going to do her very best to draw her line before she started to lose control of herself. "I will not kill someone, not in a messy way. I could perhaps poison someone, but I will not do anything of the messy sort. Manipulation, seduction, and things related to those I will do. Male, female, it does not matter." She smirked a bit, her dark eyes glinting a bit. She did love to play with people, and she had a feeling Moriarty would give her that as part of her repayment to him. And she did have rather a wide spectrum open to him to choose from in getting her to return said favor, but she was fine with doing what needed to be done as long as it did not cross the line she had just drawn.

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sooochangeable
2012-05-11 10:31 pm UTC (link)

She knew what she was doing of course. She'd come in all haughty but with the full knowledge that he was the one with the power and she was just, well she was just there to help him and to get what she needed in return. He wouldn't say wanted, that was true as well of course but a junkie was a junkie and there was no denying the way she'd nearly leapt onto the drugs, needing the hit they gave her. Oh she tried to keep herself so very composed but it was hard to do when she'd just let him see her at her most vulnerable. He listened as she gave her limits, it was a little more than he'd expected, no messy deaths. Oh but those were the most fun, he'd let her leave those to him.

"Seduction, I might have a use for, and poisons. Oh you're good aren't you." he said critically, eyes trailing her, as if inspecting her. Which he had to admit, he was. He was critical of everyone he had around him, and letting a junkie into the game, even as a tertiary piece on the board. Well that was a whole new ballgame now wasn't it. "I'm going to have to think about my choice of course. If we're do to permanent business that is. You say you can seduce. I'm going to have to watch you work at some point, and for now, well show me. Show me what I'm buying." he told her, pouring a little more of the powder that controlled her so, onto the marble.

"After that, I'll see what I can do about arranging a house. It will not be authentic Roman, I'll fill in what technology has done since but you'll have your Roman decorations, rooms, bath houses too if you wish. All you could want and more. And in return for that and for your drugs, you will work for me in whatever way I see fit. Doesn't that sound fair?" he told her, moving to hold her hair back so she could go for her drugs, a single hand trailing across the back of her neck as he did. There was no love in the gesture. Not even really any lust either. It was a simple move that to anyone that knew him would interpret as asserting control.

"Now be a good girl." he told her softly. "Show me what I'm buying."

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allidesire
2012-05-11 11:23 pm UTC (link)

Gaia still carried herself like an upper class Roman woman would. Though she was certain no matter how long she remained in this place, she would retain that aspect of herself. It had been bred into her, and she did sometimes look down on those that were below her. However, Gaia well knew Moriarty had the power over her in this case, and she would treat him with the respect that went with that. Though she had to give him credit for allowing her to draw her own line in regards to what she wouldn't do for him. That was a bit unexpected, but she was glad he seemed to understand that. Then again, men like him didn't get to where they were by forcing everyone to do things they wouldn't do. Things tended to go more smoothly when you knew the strong points and such of the people working for you.

When he said he might have a use for seduction, Gaia smirked a bit. She did love playing that game. Though while she would happily use poison, Gaia would need to be provided the poison. She was no alchemist and couldn't make her own. But she had a feeling Moriarty would equip her if he wished her to use it. Seeing the way he looked over her, Gaia knew it was more of an inspection than it was anything else. Something she should expect. He wanted to know how good she was, needed to know she was a good investment. And oh she'd show him. Her eyes drifted to the line of cocaine he laid out on the table again. A second hit all ready, and she was all ready feeling that high kicking in. The sense of euphoria was the first to come. Glancing back at him with her deep brown eyes, she gave him a suggestive smirk. "I do like an audience, I must confess."

And the promise of a house with Roman decorations and even Roman baths was far too tantalizing for her to turn down. "It sounds very fair." Which it really was. She had no money of her own with which to buy the things for herself, and with her still learning English, she couldn't very well get a job. And with her Roman sensibilities, she didn't exactly have the right temperament to work a normal job. Feeling the hand against the back of her neck, she couldn't suppress a slight shiver. It was a slightly weak spot for her, even without love or lust being in the gesture itself. And of course unable to resist the powder on the table, she leaned over and snorted that line as well, closing her eyes. This was going to be quite the potent high.

After a couple moments she opened her eyes and looked at Moriarty, shifting to face him a bit more. "You are a man that is in control, and likes being admired." Gaia slid her gaze over him. No doubt he liked attention, otherwise he wouldn't dress the way he did. He was well put together in appearance, just as Gaia was, and that usually spoke to the fact that someone liked to be admired, to be paid attention to. Oh Gaia was good at reading people, good at seducing them once she found what made them tick.

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sooochangeable
2012-05-11 11:50 pm UTC (link)

There was no sense in pushing people to get where he wanted them. Everyone had different lines, everyone had their own strengths and Jim had an ample supply of killers for sale or rent. Killers were easy. Seductresses were harder to find, and ones that didn't betray him for an infatuation with Sherlock even less so. Perhaps Gaia could take the place Irene Adler had left vacant. Perhaps she could use those wiles on someone weaker than him. Because she was trying with him, and oh she was good. Of course he liked attention. Of course he liked to be admired. He was a man to be admired after all. He watched her critically as she took the second hit. It was all he'd give her for now, just enough to get her a little more open with him and that was all he needed. And she liked an audience. He couldn't deny her that, so did he.

She also really quite liked where his hand was. He really would have to talk to Emma about that part of his job. He sensed his fairytale might get a bit jealous if he told her how far he had to take a personal interest sometimes. Like the little mouse. She'd needed to feel loved so he played at love. It was an easy deception when one was an actor to the caliber he was. And his whole plan back home to destroy Sherlock had hinged on acting. Though maybe...

"Hard to discredit a man with a fictional history of being the hero. Its quite the predicament I find myself in." he told her, keeping his hand fixed at the back of her neck while pulling her hair out of her eyes with the other. She really was right where he wanted her and it was fascinating to watch her cleave to him for an addiction so easily. "You're going to tell me what you'd do in such a situation. How you'd bring him down. Where you'd start and what you'd do."

She'd turned to face him and so his hand moved from her neck to trail along her cheekbone. Oh she really was a Roman too. She held herself as he'd always imagined they would in that time. But he'd need to get rid of any sense of her being in charge of her surroundings, with the first hit of cocaine, here in this room, she'd made herself his. The second...

"I told you I wanted to inspect the goods, didn't I? How do I do that when they're hidden." he told her and stood for a moment walking to the door. It wasn't him she'd get her hands on tonight, not really. He didn't need to get his hands dirty for a drug tainted Roman. But this would serve two purposes. "Remove the dress." he said idly and opened the door for a second, whispering to the man stationed outside it. He'd call in Kyla. Dreadful little hussy, she'd tried to worm her way into his bed and while obviously it hadn't worked he'd admired her tenacity. He'd give her to Gaia. If she was good.

"Need to see what I'm buying, like I said. Or did you actually think you'd manage to seduce me?"

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allidesire
2012-05-12 12:34 am UTC (link)

One couldn't blame a woman for trying. Though the challenge of seducing Moriarty was a delicious one, Gaia didn't think succeeding in such an endeavor would bring her any greater rewards than what she would get fro the bargain she'd just struck with Moriarty. But she also wasn't one to let any potential opportunity pass her by without at least taking a shot. And really, it wasn't so much that felt an attraction to Moriarty as it was she was attracted to the power and money he had. Well all right, moreso the money than anything. Because really, she was all about the money. And coming out of the deal on the good end of things.

Was she aware she was playing right into Moriarty's hands? Probably, somewhere under the drug high that was settling in. Gaia was not stupid, and she saw more and realized more than some people gave her credit for. But right now, her mind was being altered, sent into that euphoric state that she lived for. She lived for that sense of feeling good, of being completely free of the trappings of herself and society. But she was not so far gone that she didn't hear his questions to her. And she could still function, she'd done so on opium for years. Cocaine was completely different, but she was finding ways to keep her wits somewhat around her. However, she was still vulnerable with her walls coming down.

"First I would meet with him. Speaking face to face is important. One can learn so much from just reading body language, looking someone in the eyes. People so often reveal themselves in every day speech without realizing it. So from the conversation, I would form a picture of what he liked, and I would become that. Becoming what one needs, or better yet what they want, is a powerful tool, and one the gods blessed me with." She giggled a bit, mostly from the effects of the euphoria. "But you cannot rush things, either. I would work my way in, implementing myself into every aspect of his life. And before he knew it, I would be everything he both needed and wanted. And well, then it is all too easy to destroy him. To rip his heart and leave him with nothing." And she had done such things before. Oh she had destroyed a couple men before she had married in such a manner.

At Moriarty's questions and comments about inspecting the goods and seducing him, Gaia merely chuckled, rising from her seat. "If I didn't at least try, I would not be of much use to you, would I?" She gave him a little smirk as she reached behind her and unzipped her dress, letting the fabric slide to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a black thong and her high heels. Oh she did rather enjoy showing off her body, though she'd never done so in quite this way. But she had a magnificent one. Slender yet toned. Gentle curve to her hips. Venus-given breasts. Well, more like a Venus-gifted body.

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sooochangeable
2012-05-12 02:18 pm UTC (link)

Yes that'd do. She was so like Helena, and now he could bother the woman by telling her he'd seen her naked. Gaia looked good, he could appreciate that at least as he circled her, eyes dark with purpose, yes, she'd do quite nicely for the purposes he had planned. Though perhaps not with Sherlock himself, not yet. Sherlock would see it coming a mile off after Miss Adler. But he did like what she said abut how she'd do it. How she'd take him down. It was similar enough to what Miss Adler had planned for him. But without the connection to him, who knew what Sherlock would make of the drug addled Roman. Who knew, maybe she could get him wandering down that slippery slope with her.

"Then meet with him, get to know the great Detective, and for god sake don't fall for him. You wouldn't want this supply to dry up would you. The modern stuff you're growing so fond of and your precious opium. But you're right about how to do it, slip in, under his radar. He doesn't know you know me, he doesn't see you as anything other than a captive out of her time, and maybe...you could help him. Maybe you could get inside his head, that is if you think you're good enough." He paused just behind her, hand back at her neck, he needed her to know exactly who it was she was dealing with. "I'm going to give you a test Gaia, her name is Kyla and she works for me. I want you to seduce her, body, mind and soul. I want you to know her so utterly and then, when you do, I'll send you a message. You'll follow that message, and when you do, we'll have a deal."

His grip tightened just slightly, still not enough to hurt, well, not the bad kind of hurt anyway. "You are very beautiful Gaia. Very beautiful and very aware of it. Don't let that make you overconfident around me. Lets get one thing clear here, I have what you want, and in return you work for me. We're understood I expect."

His piece said Jim stepped away, looking over the body of the woman before him and nodding just once. "You can dress, its probably best Kyla doesn't see you naked when she first walks in. It'd rather give the game away. I'm going to leave you to it now. I'll go and arrange your new housing and even leave you some of your very precious opium to enjoy the rest of the evening with. Have fun with her, but know I'll be watching. I'll always be watching Gaia and you'd better be as good as you say you are." he informed her. Skin that smooth, oh the things he could do with it if he had a mind to.

Or he could just kill Helena.

He'd probably do that someday soon just for what it would do to Irene. There was no sense in focusing on it, his focus was and would always be Sherlock. But one had to entertain themselves somehow. "Till we meet again my Lady, do keep in touch won't you." he said lifting her hand to kiss it before walking toward the door. "You have about 5 minutes before I have her sent to you. Best get to planning"

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allidesire
2012-05-12 11:31 pm UTC (link)

Gaia had confidence in her abilities. She had yet to meet someone that she couldn't seduce or at least sway them enough so she would be in their favor. Of course, had she stayed in her world about another 10 minutes, then been brought here, she'd have a very different view of that. But she was always careful when it came to playing these games. Sometimes the target was just as cunning as she was, so she needed to be artful in her approach. As Moriarty spoke of Sherlock, she tucked that away for future use. After all, she was fairly certain she'd need to work up to that. Not that she wasn't up for a challenge, but why go in for the direct kill when it was better to take the long way there. After all, the best way to ensure success was to ensure she got into someone's head completely. She would love the challenge, though.

"No, I would not want the supply to dry up. And I will not fall for him. Love is reserved for myself only." And Lucretia, but she wasn't about to pass on that particular bit of information. Not that Moriarty could actually do much with it since Lucretia wasn't here. But she wouldn't give Moriarty anything else to hold over her than he all ready had. Besides, the drugs were more than powerful enough to keep her in line. Not that she even thought of betraying Moriarty because she wouldn't. Not when she had this wonderful arrangement going. And she would be more than happy to do her end of the bargain. Feeling that hand at the back of her neck again, Gaia shivered slightly again, not having expected that touch, but she understood the meaning behind it. She nodded a bit at his words, and accepted that she would do whatever the message he gave her was.

"I understand. I will do what you need me to. You have my word." And that was the truth. She would not try to cross Moriarty when he was able to acquire opium for her. Of course she was well aware this put her on a leash, so-to-speak, with him, but she didn't mind it. As long as she was still able to do what she wanted on top of doing what he wanted her to do, that would be fine. And, of course, she would keep this arrangement very secret. No one needed to know they were working together. In fact, it was for the better that no one knew that.

"I will keep in touch," she replied with a smile. By now the cocaine was taking a firm hold of her, but she would still pass her test. Picking her dress up off the floor, she pulled it back on and smoothed it out. And she didn't mind that Moriarty would always be watching her. In a very strange way, it turned her on, and she rather liked that. Once Moriarty exited the room, she took a seat, her mind all ready set to work.

When Kyla entered the room, Gaia stood up and greeted her, inviting her to sit with her. The fact this test was with a woman made laying the groundwork for the seduction a bit easier. Gaia engaged Kyla in a conversation that seemed innocent enough at first, but she accented it with little touches here and there. A brush against Kyla's arm. The touches were well-placed, so much so that only someone skilled in seduction would be able to perfectly learn. Some people went in for the kill too soon, but Gaia knew working someone up slowly yielded better results. And that was the beauty of seducing a woman. Men tended to be more visual and physical, which was fine, but Gaia preferred seducing women.

Even within her cocaine high, Gaia performed expertly, never missing a beat. In what seemed like no time at all, Gaia had shifted so she was sitting beside Kyla, lightly trailing her fingernails across the back of the woman's shoulders at the base of her neck. Leaning in closer to Kyla, Gaia's lips were close to her ear, and she murmured into it a bit. And oh the way Kyla was reacting was just beautiful. It didn't matter whether Kyla was straight, Gaia could tell she was all ready wanting it. But still Gaia worked her up, and she was firmly in control. After all, she was certain Moriarty could see that Kyla was all ready more than pliable, but Gaia wanted him to see that the results were best when someone was worked up to their breaking point. And it didn't take that much longer until Kyla was ready to turn the tables on Gaia. And that's when Gaia struck and had her way with Kyla.

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allidesire
2012-05-12 11:32 pm UTC (link)

When all was said and done, Kyla was left in quite the mess on the couch, completely breathless. Gaia smiled, brushing her hair back from her face as she slid her gaze over Kyla. "You held up well, my dear. But now I fear I must take my leave. Should you ever want more, I will have to consider it." She smirked a bit, leaning over and placing one last kiss to Kyla's lips. After all, leaving one with a question would make things that much more delicious. But she wouldn't touch Kyla again if Moriarty told her not to. Getting up, Gaia collected her dress and once again put it back on and put herself back into a state of being presentable. Glancing back at Kyla, who was still very much in the afterglow, Gaia smirked smugly and exited the room. On her way out, she received her opium and slid it into her purse.

This had been a very fruitful meeting, and had definitely been worth her time going there. Now she just needed to wait for Moriarty's message, and things would get underway.

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