Kicking It With The Boss (Dame.)

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

Rayleen was practically dying of boredom. She was slumped over in her chair. The girl was high again and her guard was trying to get her up to start planning a show, but since waking up she had, had no urge to do a show. Rayleen moved from the chair over to the table and put about $350 worth of high quality coke up her nose. She was instantly stoned again. Finally the guard got fed up enough that he called Kakeru, but was sent to Dame instead, "sir She is not even trying. I don't Know what to do. She says that Someone is after her." What the guard had not been told was that Rayleen is a paranoid Schizophrenic With multiple personality disorder, that prefers to use drugs instead of meds. Not to Mention She is also Dark's prophet. Extra Crazy!

[Dametrius]

Dame was already annoyed as he received the call, a soft but stern, "Understood..." was all the guard would recieve as Dametrius steps out and launches himself into the sky. Landing just outside the building he tugs at his tie and folds his wings back before carefully opening the door and strolling in. Snapping his fingers he shoots pain up Rayleen's body as he muttered the words to stun her. "Hello there little one..." When she falls down, or over, he would smile softly as he grabs her hair. "I'm going to remind you why it never matters if anyone is after you... coming for you... or the like..." Dametrius did not even acknowledge the guard as he started to drag rayleen by the hair over to the bathroom. Kicking the door open he drags her past any other women as they would scream and run out if there. The pain intensified through her body as he pushed her face into the toilet, put down the lid, and proceeded to sit on her, keeping her head in the water. "Good thing you're a prophet child..." is all he says as he sits there ontop of her body with one leg folder over the other as he checks his phone for messages. After a little bit he pulls her head up just to push it back into the water without even getting up. Again and again he does this before he was done checking his phone. Standing up he grabs her hair and drags her out of the bathroom and throws her to the floor infront of him. "OH! You got wet... How did that happen..." His tone was cold and apathetic... his gaze was just as cruel. One thing however, Rayleen would see that some how Dametrius got wings.

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

When Dame made it so she couldn't move be could see the hatred in her eyes. After his version of torture is done and she is laying on the floor dripping wet and seething with anger she looks up at the male, "Who the fuck, do you, think you are?" She asks anger in her voice. She had to wait for the stun to be lifted but she was ready to kick his ass.

[Dametrius]

Dametrius let her go as he wiped his hand off on the dry part of her cloths. "I am Dametrius James... Prophet of my loving sister Elysia, Clan leader of the Lasombra and rightful ruler of Brightblood..." He smiled as he let the stun lift off of her. "THAT... is who I know I am..." Adjusting his suit he looks at her and keeps that smile upon her face. "Now that you're aware... who is after you?" Dame had one hell of a way to get someone to focus on him. If she tried to hurt him he would let her do almost anyting at least once as long as his life wasn't at risk. Anything other than one hit would result in Dame's full force once more upon the woman.

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

Rayleen jumps up the moment she is allowed to and kicks Dametrius in the stomach, "Fucking Asshole." She replies before looking around and remembering why she was trying to get herself stoned to oblivion. "Everyone... all of them..." She says.

[Dametrius]

Dametrius reads her mind as he feels the kick coming, bracing himself so he doesn't feel surprised and so he can take the blow. He does Grunt a little but he allows it and even raises a hand at the guard who is about ready to shoot Rayleen in the head. "I allowed it... you can go..." Waving off the guard who salutes Dametrius looks at her. "So, now that you're not totally useless to me... Everyone... I've pissed off almost everyone... so I guess we have that in common... be more specific..." He spoke calmly since he was used to crazy.

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

Rayleen sits down making herself as curled up as physically possible, "All of the shadows... all... all of the fuck in monsters. They want to eat my insides..." She cries. God's how bad she wanted another hit didn't matter what of. This is what speed and mental illness could do to a person, though in the fact that they are sleeping with the god of insanity and you are just asking for a cluster fuck.

[Dametrius]

Dametrius just sighs, "You're useless to me like this..." Stepping back he started to think hard, "I have a program that can help block out these shadows hunting you... it can make you right, let you eliminate these things coming after you... and drugs make you feel nothing...." Of course Dametrius was talking about his toxic project but she didn't need to know that.

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

She heard the whispers, "He lies." They said. Laughter filling the room, "He isn't going to help you. He just wants to hurt you. Make you scream. Ha. Even Dark. That's all he wants from you. That and your body." She shakes her head before looking up at him, "You... realize if you do something to hurt me you will incite the wrath of the god of insanity." Rayleen wasn't known as the prophet of insanity, because before a few weeks ago she didn't know.

[Dametrius]

Dame laughed as he looked at her, lifting her head up with his hand. "I am accustomed to invoking the wrath of the gods... even the gods who support my cause my dear..." He points to the wings. "No, I simply mean to make you useful to me... you would still be useful to your god... however since you can't be killed. I would rather have you be useful..." Letting go of her face he pats her cheek gently with his hand before smiling. "You would simply take this drug before my need of you... if I sent you somewhere or had you do something, this drug would keep you useful but it would wear off hours later.... When the job is done, you would get your pay and be allowed to succumb to your mental breakdowns once more..." Extending his hand he smiles, "If you refuse, you're fired... I can't have a liability as an employee... as a lover or family... sure, but not an employee...."

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

Rayleen glares at Dametrius, her hands move to push him away from touching her. After a while she takes in a deep breath. "Fine." She replies. She had agreed sure, but she knew that if he did anything that would actually hurt her, she had protection. "Alls I do for you is sing... I still fail to see how that is useful really."

[Dametrius]

Dametrius smiles as he leans back, "Yes... but If you are unable to perform... that is money I have to give back... investors I have to apologize too, time I have to waste.... Some people work for me purely for priority seats... recordings of you singing, things like that... so to me, you are useful..." Again he folded his arms and smiled, "Also my daughter suffers like you... so there is a part of me that wants to help..." his face went cold, "If you tell that to anyone, I will cut out your tongue and gladly take any punishment from your god...."

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

Rayleen stands up rocking on her heels, this was more like the girl who had spent years killing people for funsies. "You have an insane daughter? Interesting family members you have." Little did she know that the daughter that he had was actually hers.

[Dametrius]

Dametrius nods, "You'd be surprised... I love her, granted she is not my blood but one of an employee too unfit to care for her... but regardless of her impure blood she is mine and I care for her..." He actually sits down and talks with someone for once about his children, this was new even for him. "I can't stand parents who neglect or are too self centered to care for their child... so I took her in... I still keep a tab on the mother because I know if my daughter ever found out who she was... she'd want her alive and taken care of..." Dametrius' expression was cold but heartfelt oddly enough. "I have no true use for her... but I never want my daughter to hate me for not doing what I could for her biological mother... Neither seem to know about the other however yet I take care of them both...It's quite sad when you think about it..." Soon a soft smile crosses Dametrius' face.

[Rayleen Cel'Frumos]

A thought came to her mind one that oddly pissed her off, "Well... honestly... I had a daughter once, at least I think so. Never met her. Not cuz I didn't want to, albeit I don't think I want kids, but... I gave her to her father. I am a drug addict and I'm pachotic, it wouldn't have been fair to have her raised by me. Also... prophet of insanity... Sleeping with a very jealous god can mean bad things, leaving him even worse, ya know?"