Angel of Small Death (PoisonousIveexMr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

"I watch the work of my kin, bold and boyful,
Toying somewhere between love and abuse"

Damion was fairly happy with his life so far. He was not a particularly social man, and his steady job allowed him all the privacy he could ask for despite the number of people that worked with him. He was a designer for an aerospace firm, and he spent all of his available time at work, or at home in his studio. He was never wanting for anything, as asking anyone for anything wasn't his style. He wasn't unpleasant when people asked things of him, he just preferred to be left alone.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Yvaine was enamored by him. Had been since the beginning. She loved how quiet he was, and how little he asked for. She found his mystery beguiling and his personality charming.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Unfortunately for her, he seemed either unaware of her, or politely disinterested with her attempts at conversation.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She wanted to believe he was just unaware; they didn't work together too much. And when they did, it was through someone else. She was happy for now just being in the same office.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He would come to work and occasionally say hello, which made her heart skip a beat.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

At least he knew she existed, which was nice. Maybe it was because he was private. She loved that about him. He didn't want to get too involved with the people at work, because that's all they were.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She liked to imagine he would be fiercely loyal to her should he ever actually chase her.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She did daydream about it sometimes; being courted by him. Have him flirt gently with her. It was a bittersweet feeling.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

There was an email sent out to everyone for an announcement of a party to celebrate their newest successful contract

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Oh, a company party? That would be nice, they didn't do those very often. Perhaps Damion would be there.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Damion wasn't thrilled about it, but he knew he had a job to do, so he replied saying that he would be there.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Yvaine ravp'd as well and made sure to find something to dress appropriately.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was simply going to wear his suit, it was simple while still being formal.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The night of the party, Yvaine stood around the food table dressed in an elegant form fitting black and blue dress. It hugged every curve beautifully.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Damion appeared in the doorway, dressed in a black suit. His hair was done almost neatly, and to her horror, a woman on his arm.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Her heart stopped in her chest. A woman? He brought a woman? She reached to play gently with the rose quartz tied around her wrist, trying not to stare too much.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Upon a closer inspection, there was a ring on her hand. What?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh, Gods..." She muttered, horrified. Of course, a man like him would be taken already.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

A few people went around asking him who she was, and he was politely responding to them.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She stood in the corner, watching with quiet rage and jealousy, wringing her rose quartz gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made his way over to the drinks and snacks. "Oh, Yvonne, hello.. are you enjoying the party..?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Yvaine. My name is Yvaine.
She smiled regardless and nodded.
"Ah, yes, I am. Are you?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"It's alright, I suppose.. and I apologize, your name is Yvaine, not Yvonne.. I'm not very good with names.." he said as he grabbed a drink.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She tried not to blush, immediately forgiving him.
"No, it's fine, they're similar enough..." She replied gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Still, I'm not one to make mistakes like that.." he said.