Bleed || OPEN!

[Sylar]

"Bellatrix, Queen of Hell. Ooooh...I'm enjoying the sound of that."i

She honestly did have good timing. Sylar leaned back into his seat, brows lifted slightly as she walked towards him, placing a hand to his neck. "So these are my noble subjects, Sylar? They don't look like all that much and besides they--" He stayed rather silent, a slight smirk on his lips as his eyes traveled around, gaging their reactions. Within a second, Bella's attention went straight towards Auria.

Sucking in a breath he smiled, his mouth open to say something when Lilith interrupted. "You've got to be bloody kidding! She can't be the queen!!" A loud rumble sounded through the room, as Sylar snapped straight from his seat to his feet. Arms reaching out over the table and leaning down, his dark eyes set on Lilith. "Please share. Is she not an acceptable Queen, Lilith?" He questioned. His eyes skimmed towards Bella. "Do you feel you deserve the title of Queen, Bella?"

Auria stayed silent, eyes focused on Lilith before turning to meet Sylar's. "Someone better answer him before his temper really flares.." She muttered softly.

[Entrypi Cryme]

"So these are my noble subjects, Sylar? They don't look like all that much and besides they--Why hello Auria....thank you for, bringing me....down here."
"B-But you wouldn't! And Auria isn't the queen?!"
"You've got to be bloody kidding! She can't be the queen!!"

Entrypi rolled her eyes fiercely, just dying to incinerate all the bitches there with a single glance. They were truly too much. She tired quickly of all this petty fighting. She was glad Cerberus wasn't there; for his own good. With his doggy scent he would probably be gagging from the lust radiating off of Lilith, Bellatrix and even Auria. Her head was beginning to ache just from the whiny back-and-forth of them. Who was queen and who wasn't. Fire and brimstone, it was enough to literally put a girl onto madness.

Just as Entrypi was about to kick her chair out from under her and slaughter the other women, slow and one by one, she felt a shift in the air. The next second, Sylar released a growl that was only half-human and half something entirely different, creature-like. "Please share. Is she not an acceptable Queen, Lilith? Do you feel you deserve the title of Queen, Bella?"

His words rang out sharp and deadly and she couldn't help the grin that spread over her face. Oh yes. She could definitely get used to this new Lord. Lucifer had been wonderful but lax. He had let the others gain too much confidence and ambition. Perhaps this Sylar could finally put the bitches in their places.

"Someone better answer him before his temper really flares.."

Eyes flicking to Auria, Entrypi wasn't entirely sure that the oracle had been addressing her. Well, she might as well speak her piece. "Sylar is the Lord now, isn't he?" she began, keeping her stance and voice casual, nearly bored with her feet kicked up onto the table. And why shouldn't she sound bored? That what she was. Bored. Bored of all this petty fighting and attempts at one-up-man-ship.

"He's the King, so shouldn't it be his decision of who is to be his queen?"

She didn't fucking cared who was wearing the crown. As long as everyone did their job and someone, anyone, was around for Entrypi to fuck and then someone else for her to fuck up at the end of the day. That's all she needed. Not all this back and fucking forth between those two cats in heat over who got to sit in the throne next to Sylar's and suck his scepter all night long.

[Bellatrix]

"Please share. Is she not an acceptable Queen, Lilith? Do you feel you deserve the title of Queen, Bella?"

In hearing that growl and the way that Sylar seemed to glare at her, he finally accepted the fact that he really did mean business. He actually was serious about having this woman as queen. Thus, she simply nodded and muttered a soft apology. She continued to gaze down at her lap and kept her lips shut.
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Bella just cackled and then leaned down beside Sylar. "Of course I deserve to be Queen." She ran her tongue up the side of his cheek and then whispered in his ear. "I am eternally yours, am I not?" She was about to say more but then she heard the other girl speak.

"He's the King, so shouldn't it be his decision of who is to be his queen?"

A dark grin crossed her face and Bellatrix stood, walking over slowly to Entrypi. "Ahh how cute....a little girl trying to look all bad ass in front of her peers." She teased and then was practically in Entrypi's face. "You know...I like to play with little girls......they're so fun to play with." Bellatrix curled a finger around one of the golden locks, leaning uncomfortably closer to Entrypi's face. She bit the air and then smiled eerily before skipping childishly back to Sylar's side. "So, Sylar dearest...where do you wish for me to sit?"


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[Sylar]

It was silent. His eyes kept on Lilith, flicking to Bella every so often. She was his, and he was hers. No one was going to object, and if they did... Well, he'd simply take care of that in a fashionable manner.

"Sylar is the Lord now, isn't he?"

His head slowly turned, looking to Entrypi. "He's the King, so shouldn't it be his decision of who is to be his queen?" Wise words. He smiled softly, slowly taking to his seat. Eyes flickin to Lilith as she nodded. "Then it's settled."

"Ahh how cute....a little girl trying to look all bad ass in front of her peers." She teased and then was practically in Entrypi's face. "You know...I like to play with little girls......they're so fun to play with."

He was about to tell Bella to leave Entrypi alone, because she clearly stood beside him. And he would need followers if his plan was to work. But as soon as his mouth opened, she asked where she should sit. A smirk danced across his lips as the thought of her sitting on his lap the entire time flicked by.

But then, he wouldn't be focusing on work, would he?

His eyes scanned the table before Auria quickly stood. "Sit here, Bella. I'll take the seat on the other side..." She smirked, walking slowly around the table to the other side of Lilith with a dark grin. Sylar nodded, his head motioning to the chair Auria had leaped from.

Once she sat, his arms folded over his chest as he looked around. "Mm, we're missing someone, Auria." Auria's eyes widened quickly. "Forgive me. I'll... go get him." She bowed before quickly walking out.

[Entrypi Cryme]

Entrypi blinked, impressed, as Lilith just apologized and slunk into the shadows. Finally. Someone had put the bitch in her place. A soft smile curved over her face. Nice. Very nice. She could work with this; definitely.

"Ahh how cute....a little girl trying to look all bad ass in front of her peers. You know...I like to play with little girls......they're so fun to play with."

Entrypi just blinked as the woman taunted and tried to get a rise out of her. Please. First off, what the woman had said hadn't even make sense. If she was such a "little girl" then why would Bellatrix refer to herself as well as the others as her "peers"? And how was she trying to be "all bad ass"? Entrypi had merely stated her opinion. She hadn't challenged anyone or made a bitchy remark or back-handed comment. Nothing like that. The curse of super-intelligence; it just brought everyone else's lack of knowledge and sense to the forefront of their beings.

So, Entrypi more or less ignored Bellatrix. She had better things to think about than her, honestly. Like, for instance, who Auria was going to retrieve. Him? Some man... Could it be Cerberus? No, that didn't make sense. Sylar would have brought his absence to attention when he mentioned him earlier if it was the mutt he was seeking. But who then? Some demon that Entrypi didn't know?

Either way, Entrypi was intrigued. Fingers toying with a strand of hair, she eyes Sylar a moment before letting her attention slip to watch Auria exit. She hoped the new-comer would at least be more bearable than these bitches.

[Bellatrix]

Bellatrix grinned and then sat down comfortably in the chair. She too had been thinking along the lines of Sylar as well, but, she knew there would be time for that much later. For a moment, she stared as Auria left the room until out of the corner of her eye she could see Entrypi eye Sylar & the departing Auria. Automatically, her jaw clenched and she glared down at the girl as if some kind of warning. Not only that, but she growled lowly.

This had happened before with Azrael, and Bella was not one to challenge. Even a stare that meant nothing would set her into paranoid mode. She gripped front of the table, trying to cool herself down a bit, but her eyes remained locked upon Entrypi. Subconsciously, her hand reached over and rested upon Sylar's thigh to reassure her that he was still there. ((I couldn't think of anything else for her to do but for her to glare.))

[Auria]

Sweetest Bitch

What was his deal? Was he trying to get her into trouble? Her dark eyes set into a glare as she rounded the corner into his domain. Rolling her eyes, she leaned against the dark colored rock wall and crossed her arms over her chest. "You're late."

It was all that needed to be said, really. But she couldn't help but go on. "You're late and he's pissed and I'm not surprised." She sighed heavily, pushing from the walk and slowly moving towards him. "Though, I must add, you clean up well, D."

Her eyes scanned over him with a light nod. "Mhm... I don't think the queen will like you much. But I suppose your lucky in that department, huh?" She smirked. "Look at you.. climbing the ranks all over again." She reached out, placing her palm against his cheek. "Don't fuck it up." She muttered, slapping his cheek with enough force to leave a red mark behind.

[Declan]

You ain't so sweet.

"You're late."

He smirked, eyes looking back at her through the mirror. "Fashionably, yes." He quipped. "You're late and he's pissed and I'm not surprised." He perked a brow, slowly turning around. "Aww, what's the matter princess?" He faked a pout. "Upset someone is toying with your toy?"

"Though, I must add, you clean up well, D."

He grinned, hands smoothing over his suit. "Not too shabby yourself there, Auria." He winked. "Mhm... I don't think the queen will like you much. But I suppose your lucky in that department, huh?" He sighed, his head rolling around his shoulders slowly. "Point being?"

"Look at you.. climbing the ranks all over again."

He smirked softly, feeling her hand against his cheek. "Don't fuck it up." He laughed as she slapped him and watched as she turned to walk away. "Never.." He grinned maliciously.

Didn't take them long to return. But he did get a kick out of walking into the room and watching as all eyes turned to him. "Well, well." He sighed out a soft greeting. "Seems I'm fashionably late. My apologies." His eyes scanned to Auria who was passing him by and heading to her chair. He stopped her quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back. "A little heads up there, Auria..." He said, leaning in closer to her ear.

"Don't, do that, ever, again." Letting her go, he watched as she silently took her seat. He smiled, eyes sweeping the room to the new face in the bunch. "Ahhh." He laughed softly, walking around towards his chair on the right side of Sylar. "You must be our new Queen; Bellatrix, if I'm not mistaken." He smirked, taking his seat.

"Welcome to hell." His gaze set on Entrypi and winked. "Growing up has done wonders for ya, Entry."

[Entrypi Cryme]

Entrypi's eyes widened a little at the new entry. Well. Things had just gotten fairly interesting. Lilith's little pet was back. Or, well, not quite. Because he wasn't really Cerberus, Entrypi knew. He was.... He was looking pretty good, actually.

"Well, well." He sighed out a soft greeting. "Seems I'm fashionably late. My apologies."

Entrypi let out a short laugh at that, shaking her head. Cocky motherfucker. Well, maybe that's what they needed. A man with a backbone. Sylar was ushering in a whole new breed of followers and Entrypi couldn't say she was opposed to it. He spoke with Auria heatedly for a moment and Entrypi looked away, dropping her feet from the table. Crossing her legs, she leaned forward a moment, assessing the faces of the others.

Bellatrix was sending death her way but Entrypi couldn't care less. She hadn't liked the bitch from the start and she had planned to treat her as she had treated Lilith when she was queen. Vaguely respect, ultimately ignore, silently scorn. It had worked before and it would work now. Entrypi didn't need a queen, especially not a bitch. She would run with Sylar, thicker than blood running from a human's throat. Sylar was the King after all; he was higher up than Bellatrix anyway.

"Growing up has done wonders for ya, Entry."

Catching his wink, Entrypi met his gaze cooly. She smirked for him and shrugged. "Well, I do what I can." Eyebrows raising, she added, "But don't be fooled. I'm the same bitch who tied your tails in knots before." Fire and brimstone, hadn't that been fun.

[Bellatrix]

"You must be our new Queen; Bellatrix, if I'm not mistaken.""Welcome to hell."

Bellatrix took one look at him, rolled her eyes and went right back to her death glaring at Entrypi. As soon as the girl ignore her, she gave a grin of satisfaction and turned to face her beloved Sylar. True, she wasn't as high up as Sylar. But that didn't matter. What mattered was it was Bellatrix. Lillith had been lenient, but Enty had certainly not met such a person as Bella. Bellatrix didn't take lightly to her beloveds being eyed by other people who didn't deserve them.

Letting out a large yawn, Bellatrix was getting bored and she had yet to let go of Sylar's thigh beneath the table. "Sylar...dearest....can we please get this going...I'm getting quite bored staring at these ghastly faces." She said with a slight smirk and a quick look at Declan in particular. She was tired of sitting here when she could be messing with a soul someplace else.

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[Sylar]

His fingers strummed on the table as he watched Auria leave. fucking Declan, just because he went up a few ranks, thinks he can casually be late? He was testing Sylar's patience, that was for sure. He let out a sigh, leaning back in his chair when he noticed Entrypi starring at him.

He perked a brow, before his eyes traveled to Bella, watching as she glared back at Entrypi. This should go well. He thought sarcastically in his mind, right before Bella placed her hand on his thigh. "Well, well. Seems I'm fashionably late. My apologies." His head slowly turned to the entrance where Declan and Auria stood. "Don't do it again." It was all he was going to say.

He watched with interest as Declan grabbed ahold of Auria and shared words with her before taking his place at the table. Taking in a deep breath, he thought it was done, but Declan kept going, introducing himself (slightly) to Bella. His eyes flicked to her as Declan did so, smirking as she brushed him off.

"Growing up has done wonders for ya, Entry."
"Well, I do what I can. But don't be fooled. I'm the same bitch who tied your tails in knots before."

A laugh escaped him before he cleared his throat. "Sylar...dearest....can we please get this going...I'm getting quite bored staring at these ghastly faces." His eyes slowly traveled back to her, and then down to where her hand rested on his thigh. "Patience, Bella." He told her softly with a smirk.

"Declan." It was short, but curt and his voice was deep and dark as his eyes locked on him. "Is it done?" He asked softly. The man simply nodded before smirking across the table at Entrypi.

"Okay then." He stood up, letting Bella's hand drop off of him as he started pacing. "Stage one; stay low." He paused, eyes looking around the table. "Don't draw attention to yourself. If you want to go upstairs, that's fine. Killing is to be cut down to a minimal. One massacre per... week." He grinned darkly.

"Understood?"

[Entrypi Cryme]

Sylar laughed and Entrypi perked an eyebrow at that. And then rolled her eyes a second later as Bella spoke up. Honestly, some were just too transparent. They would have been done with all this much earlier if she and Lilith hadn't been getting in a cat fight over who got lick Sylar's shoes and writhe over his lap.

The slight, vague exchange between Sylar and Declan interested her. What was done? Why was Declan getting special assignments? He looked over at her but she just gave him a half-curious, half-jealous look.

"Don't draw attention to yourself. If you want to go upstairs, that's fine. Killing is to be cut down to a minimal. One massacre per... week. Understood?"

Entrypi snorted softly. Oh, however would they survive? Just one a week? Smirking softly, she tossed her hair over one shoulder. "Understood," she replied easily.

[Bellatrix]

Bellatrix's cheerful expression seemed to disappear the moment Sylar stood up. She sighed and put her elbow on the table, chin in her hand. Her other hand still actively drumming upon the hard surface. It was as if she was trying to make her boredom seem obvious. Eyes glanced up, narrowing on the blonde bimbo who had just snorted and flipped her hair.

She reacted with an eye-roll and a yawn.These demons are pathetic...hardly even worth being called minions. Sylar could do better...oh he could do much better. Turning to gaze at the wall, Bella propped her Queen of Hearts heels upon the table. She didn't take any courtesy to attend the shortness of her skirt, which did of course ride up her thigh a bit much, revealing a hint of crimson thong.

"Don't draw attention to yourself. If you want to go upstairs, that's fine. Killing is to be cut down to a minimal. One massacre per... week. Understood?"

"Understood yes. But--Why murder when we can simply torture, my dear?" Bella questioned as she slipped from her chair, causing Lillith to eye the empty seat longingly. Carefully, Bellatrix strode over to one of the fashionable black posts, her eyes locked on the blood red wax of the candle it held.

With a flip of her head, her eyes focused on Sylar for a split second before walking towards where Declan sat. "And how many people.....can one murder...for it to be considered....a massacre? Five? Fifteen? Thirty?" As she spoke, she ran her finger upon the top back of Declan's chair.

It was unclear on what Bellatrix current motives where. While she seemed anxious and unable to sit still, she also appeared to have something particular on her mind. She leaned down beside Declan's head and breathed in. Her nose scrunched up and she looked to Entrypi. "Oh wait...that's you."She smirked softly. With an innocent grin, she looked back up at Sylar. "So...how many?"
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[Sylar]

"Understood,"
"Understood yes. But--Why murder when we can simply torture, my dear?"

Entrypi was strangely quiet, though he waved it off a second later as she spoke her approval. Hearing Bella's question he began rubbing at his temples. "Because, as you will undoubtedly come to find out, torture gets boring here." Day in and day out, torturing the same person; no wonder why Lucifer went slightly mad.

"And how many people.....can one murder...for it to be considered....a massacre? Five? Fifteen? Thirty?"

Auria took notice of his stress and slowly walked over, massaging his neck, shoulders, and temples. He let out a slow sigh that sort of resembled a grunt as he relaxed into the touch of her skilled hands. "Find a place, kill everything inside. That's how many.."

Auria leaned down, whispering something in his ear as Bella made a crack at Entrypi. "One exception." He said, closing his eyes. "Kill everyone but one. We want word to slowly leak around." His eyes opened slowly. "And I don't mean alive and well. By alive, i mean nearly dead."

[Entrypi Cryme]

It took all the will-power Entrypi possessed not to kill Bellatrix right there with an overload of pain sent to her cerebellum. Her fingers laying on the table twitched a little in anger, curling into her palm. She was going to have to maim something when all this was over just to burn off this anger and rage. Something cute and fuzzy with innocent eyes. Maybe a kitten. Or a bunny.

But Sylar's response to Bellatrix made her grin. Mmm, wasn't that the truth? Entrypi had once been a fan of just torture. But then Sylar had brought murder back into her mind... And god, it had been so good. Entrypi had forgotten the taste of blood but now it was constantly on her tongue and she could hardly get enough.

"And how many people.....can one murder...for it to be considered....a massacre? Five? Fifteen? Thirty?"
"Find a place, kill everything inside. That's how many.."

Entrypi's fingers snapped in irritation and one of her bracelets glowed red. She had lost control of her pyrokinesis it seemed. The pure gold piece of jewelry melted slowly, over her wrist to a puddle on the table. Wrinkling her nose, she shook off her hand, ridding her skin of the few remaining strains of molten gold. Fuck. That was one of her favorite bracelets. And now it was gone all because Bellatrix had to ask forty million stupid questions about every fucking statement the Lord made.

Entrypi forced a short chuckle at Sylar's response. Her fingers danced in the air a bit as she animated the rapidly cooling gold into swirls and spirals in the air. Letting it go off on its own, she watched it spin and rotate, glittering as the fire outside the citadel caught its planes.

Tilting her head, Entrypi watched as Bellatrix paused to sniff Declan. Fire and brimstone, was she just going to rut with every male in the underworld? "Oh wait...that's you." Entrypi's eyes flashed to meet Bellatrix. All right, fine. That's how there were going to play it; like teenaged girls in a high school bitch-down? Rolling her eyes, Entrypi's eyes glowed gold but only for a second. Fading back to the usual bright blue, she sighed and shuffled her feet. Sylar made one last amendment --a smart one in Entrypi's opinion.

"I don't mean to be rushing," she said finally, once all was said and done, "but are we all finished?" Her eyes dipped to Sylar, tone barely respectful. Not that she felt any sort of disrespect toward Sylar, quite the opposite. But she was growing beyond tired of everything getting prolonged and drawn-out.

[Declan]

He was mostly blocking out the things that didn't concern him. He knew what he had to do, Sylar made it clear awhile ago. He had his own little missions up on Earth to do while Sylar was away, taking care of things down her. Eyes flicking to Bella as she leaned forward and sniffed him, brows raised as a soft growl left his lips. "Oh wait...that's you." Declan rolled his eyes, leaning back and placing his hands behind his head.

His eyes traveled to Entry then, starring at her. A smirk dancing across his lips. Even without Empathy, he could tell what she was feeling. She hated Bella, and honestly, no one could blame her. Cracking a grin, his head turned to look at Auria. They sat there, starring at each other until Entry spoke up again.

"I don't mean to be rushing," she said finally, once all was said and done, "but are we all finished?"

His head turned, looking at Sylar. "I second that notion of us being done with this meeting." He gave Sylar a look, a smirk spreading across his face. Leaning towards Auria, they shared some whispered words before Sylar told them to get the fuck out. "Well, if that's the case. I think I'm going to borrow Auria for a trip to the main land." He paused, "If that's alright with you?"

[Bellatrix]

"Because, as you will undoubtedly come to find out, torture gets boring here."

Bellatrix frowned and then pretended to be rather disappointed, but with Telepathy, she said in Sylar's mind, Oh, but torture never get to boring with you, my dear. She winked subtly at Sylar and then patted Declan teasingly upon the cheek. She gazed at Entrypi with a "Take him, I don't want the useless bastard. He's yours." type of look and then stood straight, now watching the Auria. Bella didn't mind her with her hands are her king, Auria & she were on a mutual agreement; they shared. In a way, Auria was her substitute Sonia.

Standing beside Sylar, she looked at him with straight eyes as she put a gentle hand upon his upper arm. "Call the meeting finished, yes, Sylar dear? Unless there is...anything else...you wish to--" Her voice faded as she heard Declan speak.

"Well, if that's the case. I think I'm going to borrow Auria for a trip to the main land." He paused, "If that's alright with you?"

"Why?" Bella questioned, tipping her head to the side as a strand of hair fell in front of her eyes. She looked at Declan, and then over to Auria. What did Declan need with Auria? Why must he need to "borrow" her friend? There was a look of sadness in Bella's eyes, like a puppy who knew its family was going somewhere for the day and leaving it behind. "Why not take your little friend Entrypi? Why must it be Auria?" She asked quietly with a bit of a pout to her plump lips.
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[Auria]

Auria sighed, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. She had that instinctive feeling that someone was starring at her. Popping an eye open, she raised a brow at Declan. Watching as he leaned forward and whispered into her ear. A slow smirk spread across her lips, and she nodded slowly.

"Well, if that's the case. I think I'm going to borrow Auria for a trip to the main land." He paused, "If that's alright with you?"
"Why not take your little friend Entrypi? Why must it be Auria?"

Auria leaned forward, slowly taking to her feet. She ran a hand over Declan's head, shoving it slightly as she walked off towards Bella. Tilting her head, she smirked. "Do not fret." She said softly. "I have work, that's all this is. Declan knows he can't touch me." She grinned, looking back at him. "Ain't that right, D?"

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'Oh, but torture never get to boring with you, my dear'. Sylar smirked loosely at her, before turning his eyes once more to the table. Seemed everyone was anxious enough to leave. He supposed he could do that, or, he could let them dangle and torture them for awhile longer...

"Call the meeting finished, yes, Sylar dear? Unless there is...anything else...you wish to--"

Sighing, he leaned his head back, one hand lifting up in the air to signal them all to get the fuck up and out of his eyesight. "Yes, yes. Leave." He was bored, and tired, and... severely aroused. Seemed like he was constantly in the mood to fuck anymore, but wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or a bad thing.

"Well, if that's the case. I think I'm going to borrow Auria for a trip to the main land." He paused, "If that's alright with you?"

Sylar waved them off. "Yes, fine, go." He sighed out nonchalantly. "Why not take your little friend Entrypi? Why must it be Auria?" His head lifted, looking to Bella. "Becuase, Auria is much like a slave. My, slave. If Declan wishes to borrow her, for whatever reason, then let him."

Pausing, he smirked up at her. "Besides." His dark eyes gleamed. "That leaves you and me, alone." At last...