Title: Heaven Is Overrated
Author: Findabhiar Aery
Email: findabhiar@hotmail.com
Author's Note: thanks to Elizabeth, and Sage, and Amy, and anyone I'm prolly forgetting!!! the feedback was amazing... thank you so much....
I do believe this is going to turn pretty fluffy, but still, tell me what you think, everyone.
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Part 1
"Tomorrow night, tomorrow night, tomorrow night...." Skyler muttered to herself as she prepared for bed. Her room was spotless, sparse, and white in colour with a few touches of beach wood. It was her sanctuary. This was the one place where she never took any men, and she always slept there. Always.
She removed the dress she had worn, and carefully hung it up to be cleaned. Moving to the connecting bathroom, Skyler tied her long hair back and washed her face before slipping on the silk nightshirt she had left hung up behind the door earlier that morning.
Skyler's personal life was one of neat precision and orderliness. She had not dated anyone outside of her missions for a few years, and preferred it that way. She was content.
Before sliding beneath the turned back white cotton sheets on her large bed, she layed out the clothes for the next day. Sandals, pants, shirt.... everything. She could hear the bread machine churning from the kitchen down the hall in her small apartment for the next morning, and the echo of the antique clock in the hallway.
And yet, after lying in bed, she could not sleep, even to those familiar sounds. Skyler sighed and slid out of bed, tugging on her matching white nightrobe as she moved toward her large bookshelves.
"What shall it be tonight...." She whispered to herself as she scanned the shelves of well-worn book spines. "Jane Austen? Charles Dicky? Tolstoy? Ah, Machiavelli."
Clutching her book, she sat in the comfortable window seat that looked out to the busy road below, and immersed herself til dawn in power and politics.
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"Once more.... Come on, Skyler, you can do this...." Morgead watched her carefully as she started another set of hooks into his hands.
"Okay, okay!! I'm dead." She stopped at the end of the set and grinned at him, pale skin glowing red with spent energy. She collapsed dramatically onto the mat and lay there while Jez laughed. She turned to look at the offending Wild Power, "You know, laughing at me, doesn't help. Just a thought there, darlin'."
"Come on, get up." Morgead reached down to grab one of her limp arms and tugged her to her feet.
Skyler winced at his lack of gentleness, "Ouch." Came almost as an afterthought.
"Why the hell do I bother training with vampires?" She muttered, emphasizing the last word so that the couple could hear her disgust on her way to the bathroom.
"We're the only ones who'd put up with you for any length of time!" Jez yelled after her. The reply was a single strategic finger held up over her left shoulder.
"Shit." Skyler groaned as she lowered herself into the warm water that she had drawn for her bath, sore muscles tensing. She was in pretty good shape, why did she bother coming to the mansion to train? Human trainers were probably a lot easier, and nicer, she grossed to herself silently as she lay her head back.
Thierry wanted her to be at Douccette's for 9:30 that evening, and Ash had volunteered himself as an escort, presumably so he could drink and laugh at her silently as she tried to chat up Ransom.
Usually, she made herself a game plan when presented with a new mission. How to talk, act, everything was decided beforehand depending on who her mission was. It urked her that she knew so little about Blooded, she couldn't even think of how she was going to approach him. It went against her nature to play it by ear.
"Hey, Redfern, you decent?" Ash yelled from the other side of the door.
She looked down curiously at the bubbles obscuring her form. "Always."
"Bull." She could hear him talk to someone else, "Man, she's a cousin, distant as it may be, and yet she still comes on to me."
Skyler laughed at that, as did the the person with him, Poppy, Skyler deduced.
"Listen, just come to the office when you're finished, okay?" Poppy yelled through the door to her.
"Sure."
"Now you're coming onto her? Up for a little girl/girl action? I'm cool with that, hell, I'd like to see it but, but what about James...." Ash's voice trailed off as they walked away from the door. Skyler laughed again and ducked her head under the water to quickly wash her hair.
"Nice.... Let me guess, Hannah's choice?" Skyler asked taking in the dress a little while later. She then looked to Thierry with raised eyebrows. "It's certainly gonna get me attention."
"That's the whole point. You are not going to fade into the background tonight, we want you to be exactly where Ransom Blooded will notice you." He replied distractedly looking through some papers on his desk.
"Okie Dokie."
"Wow... See-through clingy stuff...." Ash said with a look of awe. Skyler held up the dress to the light. Yep, definetly transparent. Nothing half-assed tonight. Hell, they were going to see her full ass, she thought with amusement.
"You should try it on now. You know, just to make sure it fits...." He continued, somewhat lechy look on his face.
"What would Mary-Lynnette think?" Skyler asked absently.
Ash pondered for a moment, "She'd want to make sure it fitted properly."
Skyler, Poppy, and Thierry all looked at him with raised eyebrows. "What?" He asked innocently.
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Kerr Douccette stood beside Ransom, who was basically the focus of everyone's attention. Kerr was only grateful he had actually shown up at the ball, making it one of the few Night World events he came to other than the council meetings.
He self-conciously touched the bejeweled mask he wore with his elaborate costume. Ransom had shown up in no mask, and simple understated black leather pants and a black shirt.
He looked the essence of ice. Looking at no one, and talking seldom. Talking only to mock. And yet, he held court, lounging in the middle of one of the overstuffed elaborate couches in the corner of the large hall.
Two females, vampires, flocked him on either side, hanging all over his lap and arms, and yet he ignored them. They took no notice.
Finally, a couple walked through the archway into the hall that Kerr found the distraction that would take him away from Blooded's icy presence. He hurried to their side, and proceeded to simply stare at the female as introductions were made.
Ash grinned beneath the simple black mask he wore as he took in Skyler's cool smile to their host as he stared at her chest.
She sighed, making Kerr's eyes boggle at the sight of what her breathing did to the front of the dress. Skyler was already bored by the insipid host who had mumbled his name, and then seemed incapable of all else.
"Come, honey, let's dance." Skyler said smoothly moving away with a tug on Ash's arm. His grin widened at her mocking use of the endearment.
As she twirled around the room, her eyes quickly located Ransom, who she recognized from the pictures Thierry had presented her with in her mission file. Instantly, her face broke into a smile, and she laughed lightly in Ash's face.
"What's so funny?" He murmured, perplexed.
"Shutup." She mumbled out of the side of her still happily smiling face. Ash nodded, odviously some kind of thing to get Ransom's attention and quickly smiled back at her.
She wore no mask, and her eyes glowed a deep violet beneath the tendrils of red hair that hung into her eyes and framed her face. The rest of her hair had been pulled up with a golden halo pinned into the locks. The translucent white dress shimmered, and white feathered wings were attached to her back.
"Angel, my ass." Ash mumbled down to her. Her grin turned up and she really laughed outright. He spun her once more, and suddenly, her eyes caught and held onto a pair of cool slanted amber eyes. Ransom. He stared at her until she was again spun by Ash so her back faced in his direction. She shivered as she felt those unusual eyes on her back.
Suddenly, they were stopped by a pouting female who asked to break in, leaving Skyler alone on the side of the dance floor. She still ignored Ransom, even after his odvious maneuverings, deciding that he should come to her.
She now had her game plan.
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Findabhiar Aery
Step into my world.... http://www.angelfire.com/sc2/TheDevilsPlayGround
Author: Findabhiar Aery
Email: findabhiar@hotmail.com
Author's Note: thanks to Elizabeth, and Sage, and Amy, and anyone I'm prolly forgetting!!! the feedback was amazing... thank you so much....
I do believe this is going to turn pretty fluffy, but still, tell me what you think, everyone.
*************************************************************************
Part 1
"Tomorrow night, tomorrow night, tomorrow night...." Skyler muttered to herself as she prepared for bed. Her room was spotless, sparse, and white in colour with a few touches of beach wood. It was her sanctuary. This was the one place where she never took any men, and she always slept there. Always.
She removed the dress she had worn, and carefully hung it up to be cleaned. Moving to the connecting bathroom, Skyler tied her long hair back and washed her face before slipping on the silk nightshirt she had left hung up behind the door earlier that morning.
Skyler's personal life was one of neat precision and orderliness. She had not dated anyone outside of her missions for a few years, and preferred it that way. She was content.
Before sliding beneath the turned back white cotton sheets on her large bed, she layed out the clothes for the next day. Sandals, pants, shirt.... everything. She could hear the bread machine churning from the kitchen down the hall in her small apartment for the next morning, and the echo of the antique clock in the hallway.
And yet, after lying in bed, she could not sleep, even to those familiar sounds. Skyler sighed and slid out of bed, tugging on her matching white nightrobe as she moved toward her large bookshelves.
"What shall it be tonight...." She whispered to herself as she scanned the shelves of well-worn book spines. "Jane Austen? Charles Dicky? Tolstoy? Ah, Machiavelli."
Clutching her book, she sat in the comfortable window seat that looked out to the busy road below, and immersed herself til dawn in power and politics.
***************************
"Once more.... Come on, Skyler, you can do this...." Morgead watched her carefully as she started another set of hooks into his hands.
"Okay, okay!! I'm dead." She stopped at the end of the set and grinned at him, pale skin glowing red with spent energy. She collapsed dramatically onto the mat and lay there while Jez laughed. She turned to look at the offending Wild Power, "You know, laughing at me, doesn't help. Just a thought there, darlin'."
"Come on, get up." Morgead reached down to grab one of her limp arms and tugged her to her feet.
Skyler winced at his lack of gentleness, "Ouch." Came almost as an afterthought.
"Why the hell do I bother training with vampires?" She muttered, emphasizing the last word so that the couple could hear her disgust on her way to the bathroom.
"We're the only ones who'd put up with you for any length of time!" Jez yelled after her. The reply was a single strategic finger held up over her left shoulder.
"Shit." Skyler groaned as she lowered herself into the warm water that she had drawn for her bath, sore muscles tensing. She was in pretty good shape, why did she bother coming to the mansion to train? Human trainers were probably a lot easier, and nicer, she grossed to herself silently as she lay her head back.
Thierry wanted her to be at Douccette's for 9:30 that evening, and Ash had volunteered himself as an escort, presumably so he could drink and laugh at her silently as she tried to chat up Ransom.
Usually, she made herself a game plan when presented with a new mission. How to talk, act, everything was decided beforehand depending on who her mission was. It urked her that she knew so little about Blooded, she couldn't even think of how she was going to approach him. It went against her nature to play it by ear.
"Hey, Redfern, you decent?" Ash yelled from the other side of the door.
She looked down curiously at the bubbles obscuring her form. "Always."
"Bull." She could hear him talk to someone else, "Man, she's a cousin, distant as it may be, and yet she still comes on to me."
Skyler laughed at that, as did the the person with him, Poppy, Skyler deduced.
"Listen, just come to the office when you're finished, okay?" Poppy yelled through the door to her.
"Sure."
"Now you're coming onto her? Up for a little girl/girl action? I'm cool with that, hell, I'd like to see it but, but what about James...." Ash's voice trailed off as they walked away from the door. Skyler laughed again and ducked her head under the water to quickly wash her hair.
"Nice.... Let me guess, Hannah's choice?" Skyler asked taking in the dress a little while later. She then looked to Thierry with raised eyebrows. "It's certainly gonna get me attention."
"That's the whole point. You are not going to fade into the background tonight, we want you to be exactly where Ransom Blooded will notice you." He replied distractedly looking through some papers on his desk.
"Okie Dokie."
"Wow... See-through clingy stuff...." Ash said with a look of awe. Skyler held up the dress to the light. Yep, definetly transparent. Nothing half-assed tonight. Hell, they were going to see her full ass, she thought with amusement.
"You should try it on now. You know, just to make sure it fits...." He continued, somewhat lechy look on his face.
"What would Mary-Lynnette think?" Skyler asked absently.
Ash pondered for a moment, "She'd want to make sure it fitted properly."
Skyler, Poppy, and Thierry all looked at him with raised eyebrows. "What?" He asked innocently.
****************************
Kerr Douccette stood beside Ransom, who was basically the focus of everyone's attention. Kerr was only grateful he had actually shown up at the ball, making it one of the few Night World events he came to other than the council meetings.
He self-conciously touched the bejeweled mask he wore with his elaborate costume. Ransom had shown up in no mask, and simple understated black leather pants and a black shirt.
He looked the essence of ice. Looking at no one, and talking seldom. Talking only to mock. And yet, he held court, lounging in the middle of one of the overstuffed elaborate couches in the corner of the large hall.
Two females, vampires, flocked him on either side, hanging all over his lap and arms, and yet he ignored them. They took no notice.
Finally, a couple walked through the archway into the hall that Kerr found the distraction that would take him away from Blooded's icy presence. He hurried to their side, and proceeded to simply stare at the female as introductions were made.
Ash grinned beneath the simple black mask he wore as he took in Skyler's cool smile to their host as he stared at her chest.
She sighed, making Kerr's eyes boggle at the sight of what her breathing did to the front of the dress. Skyler was already bored by the insipid host who had mumbled his name, and then seemed incapable of all else.
"Come, honey, let's dance." Skyler said smoothly moving away with a tug on Ash's arm. His grin widened at her mocking use of the endearment.
As she twirled around the room, her eyes quickly located Ransom, who she recognized from the pictures Thierry had presented her with in her mission file. Instantly, her face broke into a smile, and she laughed lightly in Ash's face.
"What's so funny?" He murmured, perplexed.
"Shutup." She mumbled out of the side of her still happily smiling face. Ash nodded, odviously some kind of thing to get Ransom's attention and quickly smiled back at her.
She wore no mask, and her eyes glowed a deep violet beneath the tendrils of red hair that hung into her eyes and framed her face. The rest of her hair had been pulled up with a golden halo pinned into the locks. The translucent white dress shimmered, and white feathered wings were attached to her back.
"Angel, my ass." Ash mumbled down to her. Her grin turned up and she really laughed outright. He spun her once more, and suddenly, her eyes caught and held onto a pair of cool slanted amber eyes. Ransom. He stared at her until she was again spun by Ash so her back faced in his direction. She shivered as she felt those unusual eyes on her back.
Suddenly, they were stopped by a pouting female who asked to break in, leaving Skyler alone on the side of the dance floor. She still ignored Ransom, even after his odvious maneuverings, deciding that he should come to her.
She now had her game plan.
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Findabhiar Aery
Step into my world.... http://www.angelfire.com/sc2/TheDevilsPlayGround
