Post by Artemis on Aug 28, 2015 14:47:13 GMT -6
Lying on his bed in New Orleans, Cole Hunter and the woman known as Artemis smile at each other, visions of the coming entertainment dancing in their heads.
Artemis is dressed in a short tartan skirt and a punky singlet. Striped socks wrap her shoeless feet that are crossed and flailing in the air behind her. Her blond locks are pulled into pigtails on either side of her head making her look far more innocent than we know her to be.
Cole: Is your pet enjoying a momentary respite?
Artemis giggles playfully.
Artemis: Miss J is sleeping one off in the next room. Did you know she snores AND talks in her sleep? Who knew huh?
Cole smirks, shrugging back equally playfully.
Cole: So this evenings nocturnal entertainment requirements extend to Cole, Jackie and only those two?
Trailing off, he nods approvingly.
Cole: Intriguing...
Artemis: Just the two of us.
She smiles and rolls over onto her back gazing up at the ceiling, her pigtails hanging upside down along the side of the bed.
Artemis: What entertainment awaits us tonight?
His gaze follows her form, his eyes dancing at the tantalizing possibilities lying before him.
Cole: What desires spring forth from the cockles of your heart?
Artemis: Why don’t we check in on our little assassin, before we make better use of this here bed?
Cole smirks, clearly amused.
Cole: “This here bed.”
He extends his right hand, his index finger reaching her belly, tracing her name slowly and lovingly.
Cole: Attempting the local dialect are we?
Artemis smiles as a shiver passes over her at his touch.
Artemis: It’s influencing me I guess.
Cole traces his own name under hers.
Cole: Your ability to deliver such wondrous syllabic translations is a wonderful asset to possess…
His smirk grows in both intensity and hunger.
Cole: Not to mention, I find it… incredibly…
The finger moves, tracing her full name across her belly.
Cole: Intoxicatingly…
His full name follows closely behind.
Cole: Stimulating.
She shivers more at his touch.
Artemis: Keep that up and we won’t even make it to watching anything.
He withdraws his hand and nods.
Cole: As you wish…
He presses a button and a screen rolls out of the ceiling near the door. Another button press and the screen comes to life, showing Kristian Devereaux sitting in the back room of Prey that Carrie Winter calls home, his dog Ravvy and his Savannah cat, Casey, just off to the side of Jeszika Gautier as they seem to be conversing on Carrie’s couch.
Cole: The happy couple… sans third wheel…
Artemis: Aww, how cute!!
Cole cocks his head in amusement.
Cole: I wonder…
He reaches over and picks up the spare phone he uses in such cases. He quickly sends off a message and nods.
Cole: Let the show… begin…
Fifteen seconds later, Carrie bursts through the door.
Artemis: Aaww look, poor little third wheel is freaking out.
Cole nods.
Cole: I cannot imagine what possibility caused such a state of uproar…
Carrie shows something to Jeszika and Kristian that causes both to look shocked, concerned, afraid and angry all at the same time.
Cole: A veritable rainbow of emotions…
Artemis: And now comes the movie sharing.
Cole: Who would have entertained the notion that the attempted acquisition of sustenance supplies would be so… provocative?
Artemis: Very provocative.
They watch as all three seem to react poorly.
Cole: I wonder, is it her intoxication or surveillance that proves for them intolerable?
Artemis: I wonder indeed…
Cole can’t help but chuckle cruelly. He sends another message.
Cole: And here… we… go…
They both watch with savage amusement as Jeszika, Carrie and Kristian react to the verbal poking. Cole nods and sends another.
Cole: And soon… the poisons…
Alcohol is procured and the consuming begins.
Cole: A festive evening production, is it not?
Artemis: Indeed, oh look, they can’t handle getting a few random text messages. Boo hoo, weakling, hiding from simple words! Is it cos it’s the truth?
Cole shrugs.
Cole: Gravity’s pull is always effective…
Artemis: They’re so scared of us they can’t handle even our words? Pathetic!
Shrugging and yet clearly still amused, Cole presses the button that ends the show.
Cole: Bunnies on the slopes…
He pauses, taking note of Artemis’s expression.
Cole: They indulge without hesitation or truthful remorse using the slightest of provocations as both invitation and explanation.
Artemis: Excuses more like.
Cole nods to her.
Cole: That too.
Artemis: It’s pathetic really! We’ve barely even begun to play with her and yet, she’s freaking out already…
Cole leans up to her.
Cole: Entertainment shall be ever present…
Artemis: You really know how to please a girl…
He smiles and kisses her lovingly.
Cole: The aim is to please…
Artemis: And please you do…
She smiles girlishly.
Artemis: Now I remember some other entertainment being planned for this night…
Cole: Do tell…
Artemis: Do recall making a better use of this here bed…
She rolls over back into her knees and leans over him, kissing him deeply.
Cole: Indeed I do.
Artemis: Shall we see what entertainment we can find here?
She leans over him looking down at him, her pigtails hanging down over him.
Cole: As you wish.
She lifts her leg over him so she’s on top of him, before kissing him again. Cole quickly takes control and the two spend the rest of the night in their pursuit of personal entertainment.
Artemis is dressed in a short tartan skirt and a punky singlet. Striped socks wrap her shoeless feet that are crossed and flailing in the air behind her. Her blond locks are pulled into pigtails on either side of her head making her look far more innocent than we know her to be.
Cole: Is your pet enjoying a momentary respite?
Artemis giggles playfully.
Artemis: Miss J is sleeping one off in the next room. Did you know she snores AND talks in her sleep? Who knew huh?
Cole smirks, shrugging back equally playfully.
Cole: So this evenings nocturnal entertainment requirements extend to Cole, Jackie and only those two?
Trailing off, he nods approvingly.
Cole: Intriguing...
Artemis: Just the two of us.
She smiles and rolls over onto her back gazing up at the ceiling, her pigtails hanging upside down along the side of the bed.
Artemis: What entertainment awaits us tonight?
His gaze follows her form, his eyes dancing at the tantalizing possibilities lying before him.
Cole: What desires spring forth from the cockles of your heart?
Artemis: Why don’t we check in on our little assassin, before we make better use of this here bed?
Cole smirks, clearly amused.
Cole: “This here bed.”
He extends his right hand, his index finger reaching her belly, tracing her name slowly and lovingly.
Cole: Attempting the local dialect are we?
Artemis smiles as a shiver passes over her at his touch.
Artemis: It’s influencing me I guess.
Cole traces his own name under hers.
Cole: Your ability to deliver such wondrous syllabic translations is a wonderful asset to possess…
His smirk grows in both intensity and hunger.
Cole: Not to mention, I find it… incredibly…
The finger moves, tracing her full name across her belly.
Cole: Intoxicatingly…
His full name follows closely behind.
Cole: Stimulating.
She shivers more at his touch.
Artemis: Keep that up and we won’t even make it to watching anything.
He withdraws his hand and nods.
Cole: As you wish…
He presses a button and a screen rolls out of the ceiling near the door. Another button press and the screen comes to life, showing Kristian Devereaux sitting in the back room of Prey that Carrie Winter calls home, his dog Ravvy and his Savannah cat, Casey, just off to the side of Jeszika Gautier as they seem to be conversing on Carrie’s couch.
Cole: The happy couple… sans third wheel…
Artemis: Aww, how cute!!
Cole cocks his head in amusement.
Cole: I wonder…
He reaches over and picks up the spare phone he uses in such cases. He quickly sends off a message and nods.
Cole: Let the show… begin…
Fifteen seconds later, Carrie bursts through the door.
Artemis: Aaww look, poor little third wheel is freaking out.
Cole nods.
Cole: I cannot imagine what possibility caused such a state of uproar…
Carrie shows something to Jeszika and Kristian that causes both to look shocked, concerned, afraid and angry all at the same time.
Cole: A veritable rainbow of emotions…
Artemis: And now comes the movie sharing.
Cole: Who would have entertained the notion that the attempted acquisition of sustenance supplies would be so… provocative?
Artemis: Very provocative.
They watch as all three seem to react poorly.
Cole: I wonder, is it her intoxication or surveillance that proves for them intolerable?
Artemis: I wonder indeed…
Cole can’t help but chuckle cruelly. He sends another message.
Cole: And here… we… go…
They both watch with savage amusement as Jeszika, Carrie and Kristian react to the verbal poking. Cole nods and sends another.
Cole: And soon… the poisons…
Alcohol is procured and the consuming begins.
Cole: A festive evening production, is it not?
Artemis: Indeed, oh look, they can’t handle getting a few random text messages. Boo hoo, weakling, hiding from simple words! Is it cos it’s the truth?
Cole shrugs.
Cole: Gravity’s pull is always effective…
Artemis: They’re so scared of us they can’t handle even our words? Pathetic!
Shrugging and yet clearly still amused, Cole presses the button that ends the show.
Cole: Bunnies on the slopes…
He pauses, taking note of Artemis’s expression.
Cole: They indulge without hesitation or truthful remorse using the slightest of provocations as both invitation and explanation.
Artemis: Excuses more like.
Cole nods to her.
Cole: That too.
Artemis: It’s pathetic really! We’ve barely even begun to play with her and yet, she’s freaking out already…
Cole leans up to her.
Cole: Entertainment shall be ever present…
Artemis: You really know how to please a girl…
He smiles and kisses her lovingly.
Cole: The aim is to please…
Artemis: And please you do…
She smiles girlishly.
Artemis: Now I remember some other entertainment being planned for this night…
Cole: Do tell…
Artemis: Do recall making a better use of this here bed…
She rolls over back into her knees and leans over him, kissing him deeply.
Cole: Indeed I do.
Artemis: Shall we see what entertainment we can find here?
She leans over him looking down at him, her pigtails hanging down over him.
Cole: As you wish.
She lifts her leg over him so she’s on top of him, before kissing him again. Cole quickly takes control and the two spend the rest of the night in their pursuit of personal entertainment.
