<font color="darkred" face="verdana" size="1">oooh. I like secrets.</font> -- Main Street

Tarot couldn't help but to grin at their sterling reception. Mmmmhmm, Daddy and his favourite son had manners at the least. Unlike the one rutting in the streets. There was something to be said for class. She had a few friends who would attest to that. Tarot pointed to the man lying on the sidewalk and snapped. Beltane dropped his rear onto the man's back, shaking his whole body down. Once assured that the man was well-secured, she skipped over to the two Bally-whatty's, leaping into Lucian's arms. She knew what he wanted, all too well, but couldn't do anything but chuckle
to herself. It was hard to find a good man these days; she might have to settle for evil incarnate and follow in Auntie Blackwing's footsteps.

He really was a cutie. Aside for the, you know, murderous streak. Hey-ho. It was pretty damn hard to kill her in the first place. She pressed her lips to his cheeks before jumping up and bounding over to throw her arms around Zeth. What a silly silly man. I understand letting the pretty boy live, Sir, but letting the identical pretty boy live is not okay. REMEMBER: when children/wives/animals/subordinates displease you, you kill them. That is the way of the universe and must be the way of, er, well... You're not human, so I guess it's okay.

Tarot shook her head. She wanted to get his harem into the same room all at once and see what they did. Maybe the only legalized one would bitch slap them out of existence. That'd be great. Or maybe the one who was donating all of the schizo genes would turn them into acorns and make herself a Mirella. Belly'd luvrrrve that. If that fails, you can always hire someone. I know a few people who hit pretty hard. She could feel the tug of familiar magic radiating from Zeth; he still held her charm. That was good. And bad. She didn't like being indebted; it meant she had to stay here until the debt was repaid.

She fidgeted with the ends of her scarf, shifting her weight back and forth. They were both gorgeous. The twins didn't really count as anything but one person but, hell, Zeth was a man all to his own. The girl wasn't that essential. There was always one hanging around these boys. But her position was rather uncomfortable, she would imagine. Poor thing. At least the doppelganger was cute. Quickly, if you kiss him he might, you know, hurry and get it over with. But, she sighed and shuffled over, nudging- -what was he? Lezzi?- with her foot once more. Offta girl. Find a hotel at least.

As the bangles flashed through the air, her eyes gleamed. Whatwasthat? SHINY. Oooh. She wanted. Without a word, she lunged and snatched the bracelets from the air, examining them with a frown. Beltane growled and bared his teeth, letting out a volley of angry barks. They seemed ominous, but... hell... they were pretty. Without a second though, Tarot pulled them down around her wrists.