Belladonna Tag open

[BEATRICE MONICA HECATE]

She started to throw a fit at the man who was transporting her Chinese food. She was not in the mood to actually fight for the tip. She was just going to give him a bunch of change and he would be satisfied. But she had a better idea to the matter. A smile curled her lips as she started to open the door and started to grab the needle that she had resting on her entrance table and gripped it. A nice little worm to test out her belladonna extract. Letting it go, he paid the man and showed him out.

Kidnapping of an innocent victim was better than administering a drug that was still in experimental stages. She wanted to find someone who was dumb and easy subject. Someone who liked to try drugs or do them for that matter. But who in this city, maybe a cheap whore could do the job. Yet they always died to easily. Closing her front door with a bang she growled and started to throw the food to the wall. She had lost her appetite. She now more than anything needed a drink.

Strong , maybe tequila would work. Turning around, she walked over toward the door and grabbed her coat. Wrapping it around her dark blue dress she closed the door and started to walk down the stairs. There was a bar 2 storied down then 1 block away. She hoped that it was good just as it's reputation said.

[apollo]

"Sorry baby, I don't do multiple dates, go out once, go back to your place and then forget you and leave. That's how it works. If you don't like it then well fuck you, oh wait been there, did that, won't come back again."

Apollo gave the woman at the bar almost pouring into his lap a look before pushing her off and watching her fall in a heap on the ground. She looked up at him with a disbelieving look on her face. She just smirked and turned back towards the bar. It was true that he had slept with her. It was also true that he wouldn't sleep with her again or even care about what she would do now. All he wanted at the moment was a strong drink an easily lay, and someone who won't ask for a second date. After all Monogamous was not a word in his vocabulary.

Apollo called the bartender over and ordered a straight shot of Tequila, giving her a sexy smile that he saw effected her. He gave her a grin and a wink before draining his shot in one long swig. Man it was good to be him.

[BEATRICE MONICA HECATE]

She started to walk across from her street , she stopped and looked around. The empty streets of her street made her gag as she liked a little bit of activity. Her eyes noticing the bar as she pursed her lip and sighed. Her hands shifting slightly as she sighed again. She was not used to the low degradation of life in this style. But she did have to say that the place looked promising . Slowly entering. She looked around and smiled, she was suddenly not sure of this at seeing the activity. She was hoping for a quiet bar, one were she would be alone with the bar man.

She should have just prepared herself a. few cocktails back home. Then she would have at least have the. high of the alcohol ,and not have to worry about what kind of beast she would have to encounter. Touching one of her earrings, she started to walk towards the bar quickly ignoring everything around her. Sitting down, she stared around as she placed in front of her, her bag. Her fingers going to her mouth as she bit her lips and checked, or rather processed in her mind what her necessities were. What she had not done, and had done.

The gesture that she was putting on might have been suggestive to some. But for her it was neither a. call to be flirty, neither was it a call to keep her sanity. in check. She did not need trouble. Yes she was. a virgin but it was one of those things she felt highly proud of. In her opinion women should wait until their right moment to loose their virginity. But women these days were sluts too. In her mind , it made sense that there was no man in the world who could satisfy her . Which in turn. made her mind a little bit peculiar of what made a woman want to have sex.

Which made her also more smarter in some standards of the modern woman. Almost as if she was an actual representation of what the modern woman should be. Taking out her personal effect. She smiled as she started to see her rubbing alcohol and plastic gloves come out as well as a. package of wrapped nuts. She never. Trusted anything in a bar, and it was usually a challenge to really go out anywhere without feeling meticulously dirty. Which was why some men rather ran away from her. This did not mean whomever that she was. going to play easy to get. That it was. actually them who would have to win her heart.

Humming she started to apply rubbing alcohol in her hands and put the gloves away. She opened the package of nuts and set them down in front of her. “A shot of tequila please and make it a double. “she said and started too click her tongue, and closed her eyes. Finally relaxation was at hand.

[apollo]

Apollo turned his gaze to look at the woman who had say a few stools away from him. She was beautiful, but he thought of her as strange when he saw the gloves and rubbing alcohol. He shrugged, he couldn't blame her, most bars were disgusting and filled with vile things that could make someone sick. Not that Apollo cared, if he got sick he was rich enough to pay someone to come take care of him.

Apollo turned his gaze from the woman prepared to order another drink, but stopped as he heard her drink order.

“A shot of tequila please and make it a double. “

Apollo felt a grin cross his face as he turned his body to look at the woman up and down more closely. If there was one thing that Apollo like the best in a woman it was the ability to hold their liquor.

He was Bisexual, but tended to like males more then females. But he wasn't picky about who he shared his bed with. But they needed to know that was all they would get, his bed and then some cab fare. Thats how it always was with Apollo.

Smiling charming he got up to sit next to the woman.

"Hello there, whats your name?"

[BEATRICE MONICA HECATE]

She turned her head away. A sigh escaped her as she downed the drink. She had not paid mind to the man that was beside her. But she did have to say that she found him quite smitten.

He was a little bit of a charmer. By what she studied. Yet what were his true intentions. She pondered this for a while. But at the same time, she could not find any sort of possible explanation why a man as him would be near her.

" Shit.."

she cursed as she felt her fingers dig into the wood of the bar again. Biting her lip, she felt a little blood trickle itself. Then a soft blush. Grabbing one of her napkin's from the table. She cleaned her lips.

" You must think I am a freak." she asked the man and closed her eyes and massaged her temples. Yes she was a freak, because she was not normal. Her father and mother had always said how she was not built for this world. Maybe they were right.

" Can we get a tray of shots please" she said, the bartender staring at her as she stared at the barkeep and made a face. She could cut that mans little face if she wanted. But she was also in the public eye. Mother.. of god, she was not a killer so what was she thinking.

" Please" she said and widened her eyes and bit down on her lip.