Faustian Contract RE: Faustian Contract{ MysticSparxman x Flamette}

[Flamette]

....She was have that nightmare again, and it wasn't the nightmare many would guess. If they had too. It didn't involve obscure, altered images. Or memories of her dead mangled parents, or her own torment within her kidnappers, from years past.

It had to do with HIM, her demon butler. Playing out her final days, when he would claim her soul, and she would banned to see gates of heaven. Oddly even in her nightmarish dream, hell denied her. Dreams are always funny and unexplained-able. Even doctors who major in such things, were merely guessing..

This neither a dream, or nightmare always followed...It was blurry and not clear. A small ghostly trail followed, as her hands and surroundings move with her. She could see Alastair beckoning with a bend talon finger..Walking slowly to him, as he offers her hand. Helping her to over step what looked to be a rocky store.

Once free from the rocky shore, now on a smooth sandy beach. Mina could see a foggy ocean, that looked to like lava or blood. She soon starts
disrobing and offering herself to him, in the non-sexual sense. As he sized her up, as if he was expecting a piece of a raw stack in the produce alie. Leaning in to whisper into her ear. "Shh, just reflex.." Then in mere seconds, she could see his changing, Glowing an alerting red, as his canines grew longer. Then before she can take another both, he lunges at her. In that distorting blur, followed by that numb sensation, and ringing...

Mina's eyes flattered open. Still adjusting her numb body, trying to get feeling back. Taking notice to her sweat cover back, her shirt was stoked. She hadn't have this, in a while. It was even more questionable, as right up the last she was his mistress, and he would come at her like that. This dream wasn't factual, well none never are..But some elements could have been true, in a dream..Just not this time.

Very little fucked with her, but nightmares and dreams still hit a nerve with her.

Tossing the covers over, and stepping to her wooden floor. Mina pushed herself up, walking along her collaborate rugs to her attached fancy pants bathroom. Giving a huge sigh, as she reached for the light switch. Placing her hands firmly to the sink's rum and lowed her down quickly. Looking as if she couldn't support its weight on her shoulder.

With her still lowered, reaching for the a twisty nobs. Mina lowed and twisted her head, under the spout, taking huge drink. Firmly twisting it off, turning her gaze to the mirror. Pulling her long auburn locks behind her ears, taking a deep breath. Flicking the light from on to off, she returned back bed.

Pulling the covers over her head, rolling into her belly. Tugging her hands under one of her highly expansive pillows, pulling one leg close, leave her other limp and straight. Try to steal a few more hours of sleep..

She had so much to worry about..
Keeping her ice queen facade, to all. Even to her own demonic ' friend ' She couldn't forget playing lap dog, to the cit's main police.
While worrying about her own special imports/exports, and the blackmark's wheelings and dealings. While trying to keep clean, play a double spy. To the police, and her own business associates in the underground/black market...SHE HAD NO TIME!!! For nightmares, that robbed her of only luxury she could have now..dreams, her fantasies of what could have been..Her only goals in life now where to live long enough to find her family's killers.

But she was still human, and it appeared emotions still ruled her. One more then others...fear of her death, after the contact was meet did make her want to dattle at times..Taking the certain classes the police throw at her, to by time. But never would tell Alastair.. And not just cuz, she had feeling he already knew...Not like he could say anything she owned his ' soul ' until other wise..

All she had now a days was her dreams...But that bastard, even took those. Not enough he had semi own her soul, as it was..
Fine, Mina knew he didn't really take her dreams. Yet what was to come, delivered on to her, by his own hand...Where forever wondering and fleeting thoughts. In her waking and sleeping hours, so it was bond and determent to invade her sleep everyone so often in creative dreams..or nightmares.

 

[MysticSparxman]

RE: Faustian Contract

Alistair still remembered the day when the contract between him and Mina had been made. He was still able to remember the reason it had been made too. Alistair didn’t really know too much as to what had happened to Mina before the deal had been made. Hell, he hadn’t even known anything about her beforehand. All he really remembered was being summoned by her and then making the contract with her. Sure, the contract had been made with her when she was young, and Alistair knew what he would be getting when he would collect at the end of the contract. Of course, it was something that he was looking forward to very much. He would be getting her soul at the end of the contract, and there was nothing that a demon liked more than a soul. It didn’t really stop Alistair from wondering just what Mina’s soul was going to be like when he would finally get the chance to claim it as his own.

Since the deal had been made, Alistair had become Mina’s butler. It wasn’t really something he imagined he would do, but in his mind, at least it allowed him to remain close to her. The long he served as her butler, the more he gradually grew accustomed to it. However, being her butler wasn’t the only thing he would do. Alistair would also kill for her, and he didn’t have too much of a problem with that either. He was a demon after all, and most demons didn’t seem to have too much of a problem when it came to killing. Of course, he would only kill for her when she would ask him to, otherwise he wouldn’t bother. Alistair was one who would follow the orders he was given, no matter what they were. It was just the type of demon he was. Of course, he wouldn’t really admit it to anyone else.

For most of the night, Alistair had been up and he had been doing various different things around the home. Because he rarely slept, he would normally see to his duties whilst everyone else was sleeping. In fact, he seemed to prefer it that way. See, Alistair was what many people would call a perfectionist. He was the type of demon who wasn’t too happy unless something was done right. It was why he was always so critical of the other staff members and just about everything that they did. Sure, he might not shout and curse at them, but he could still be quite insulting when he wanted to be….which happened to be most of the time. Most of the staff couldn’t seem to understand how Alistair could be so insulting with a smile on his face. It wasn’t really something that the staff was able to understand, mainly because they didn’t think they would be able to do it themselves.

It had taken Alistair a fair amount of time to get everything around the home done, but there again, he had most of the night to get it all done. Luckily for him, he was able to get most of the stuff done around the home by the time the sun had started to rise in the sky. Even though he had been up all night, Alistair didn’t feel tired at all. If anything, he still felt full of energy, just as he had done the previous night. There again, he always seemed to be full of energy. Maybe it was a demon thing, and maybe it wasn’t, but it helped him to get everything done throughout the night.

As soon as he had finished the chores around the home, Alistair had made his way through the extremely large kitchen inside of the home. He looked up at the clock that was on the wall, and then his lips curled up into a small smile when he saw the time. ”Hmm, there is no doubt that Mina is still going to be sleeping. Maybe some breakfast will help the lazy girl to wake up, and some coffee wouldn’t go a miss either.” He started to go around the kitchen, gathering together what he was going to need. ”I still fail to understand many things about these humans, especially their eating and drinking habits.” He shook his head a little bit as he managed to find everything that he was going to need.

He had decided to cook her some pancakes for breakfast, and he had decided this for one of two reasons. Not only did they not take too long to make, but they could also be quite filling too. As he had started to make the pancakes for her, Alistair could hear a number of staff members passing by the kitchen, talking amongst themselves. Rolling his eyes a little bit, he shook his head and went back to making the pancakes for Mina. As he was making the pancakes, Alistair was whistling a random tune to himself. In the end, Alistair ended up making around twelve pancakes for Mina. Of course, he had no idea if she would eat them all or not, but at the same time, it didn’t really bother him all that much even if she didn’t. Around twenty minutes later, Alistair had finished making the pancakes, and then he made the coffee, which really didn’t take all that long.

When he had made Mina her breakfast, he plated up the pancakes and put them on a tray, along with her cup of coffee. He also made sure to put a number of different toppings on the tray also, just so she would have something to choose from to go with her pancakes. Picking up the tray, Alistair walked from the kitchen, and then he proceeded to make his way up towards her room. He walked to the end of the hallway and turned to his right to face a spiral staircase. Alistair started to climb the stairs, and he reached the top a couple of seconds later. Once he was at the top of the stairs, he made a left turn and started to walk down the hallway towards Mina’s room. He made another left turn at the end of the hall, and then a quick right turn, and shortly afterwards, he was standing in front of Mina’s bedroom door. Since he was sure that she would still be sleeping, he knocked on her door a few times, and then pushed the door open. Alistair stepped inside, and it came as no surprise to him to see that she was still buried underneath her blankets. Walking into her room, he walked over to her bedside table and set down the tray. After doing so, he turned towards her bed. ”Wakey, wakey Mina.” He pulled back her blankets and looked down at her with her head buried underneath her pillows.

 

[Flamette]

RE: Faustian Contract

[OOC: SORRY TO SHORT! <3]

She awoke with a start, then slowly becoming irritated. Gripping her sheets, Mina slowly emerge from under her pillow. ' I don't recall, giving him permission to address me, in a such a familiarly fashion...'

Without saying a word, she adjusted herself to an upright position.

Clearing her throat, taking notice to the tray of food. She started to reach for it, but stopped by her butler. Whom place her breakfast tray upon her lap. Mina took a moment to stare at the tray, before asking. " Do I look, handicapped to you?" She gave him an insulted stare.

"...I'm capable of doing things for myself..." Maybe she was, but she wasn't always. Her past mental handicaps, that made her a said -child is what led her to summon him in first place, was it not? And as a good guardian/bodyguard/butler he helped rise his little mistress. If not him who else?

Her other relatives were useless. They were to far busy playing with their millions, awaiting her to pave the way of them. She was able to continue, ruling as one of the main heads of their ground options. Being the daughter of the late crime lord. While meet the demands of the police. Playing the roles, not caring her wheeling and dealings were public secrets. Money talked..His little mistress was wise one.

One thing that irked them equally...Her aunty playing matchmaker. Passing her off from boy to another. She was Mina Westmore, she needed no man. She had him. A dark cloud would always over cast that evening, compliments of himself. Seeing those boys, drooling over her. At these so called "parties" her aunty dragged her off too...He owned her, even if he had yet to claim her soul.

...Was it true? Had he grown soft, to what will someday be his dinner?

 

[MysticSparxman]

RE: Faustian Contract

Of course, Alistair didn’t really expect Mina to be too happy at being woken up in the way she was. He knew how much she seemed to like her sleep, but it wasn’t as if he had anything better to do. Besides, he didn’t really sleep anyway, so he didn’t see too much of a problem with the fact that he had made Mina some breakfast. Sure, he knew she wouldn’t like it too much, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it now. He had made it already, and woken her up, so in his mind, she was just going to have to deal with it now. He may have done what she would usually tell him to do, but he thought it was about time that she was getting up anyway, which was one of the reasons he had decided to wake her up in the first place.

He took a step back as she had sat up in her bed and pulled up her sheets. It didn’t really take him too long to figure out the fact that she wasn’t too happy with him, especially when he saw the look on her face. He placed his hands behind his back and shook his head at her question. ”Oh no, you don’t look handicapped at all mistress, but I just thought it was about time that you got up. After all, time is getting on. You cannot stay in bed all day, no matter how much you might want to, and I know you are capable of doing things for yourself. You are perfectly capable of doing things for yourself, and I can imagine that you would have made yourself some breakfast when you eventually woke yourself up.” He flashed her a small smile before he motioned towards the breakfast tray he had left for her on the bedside table. ”It’s not much, but it should be sufficient enough to fill you up for the time being. It’s no skin off my nose as I’m up all night anyway, so is it really such a bad thing that I’ve made you breakfast mistress? I think you’re just mad because I woke you up, aren’t you?” He teased her a little bit, knowing that he probably shouldn’t have been teasing her in the first place. Still, it was fun to tease her every now and again. Sure, she may not have agreed with it, but he was a demon after all, and demons always loved to tease others. Alistair really was no different. ”Besides, you can always go back to sleep later if you are tired.” He added a second or so later.

 

[Flamette]

RE: Faustian Contract

Her eyes remained fix upon her demon butler, but then turned them away to place all her attention on her coffee. "Alastair..." She mumbled, resting her lips upon her elaborated teacup's rim.

"Don't speak to me, in such a manner. ...I don't care how you spend your hours, during my absences. Just as long, as your here when I call.." She lightly closed her eyes, taking a small sip.

...It would seem Mina was still moody, after that stunt he had pulled last night. How of late, he as been over stepping his boundaries of master and servant. "...We shall have yet to discuss your actions of last night..."

She sighed. "...It's just to early of this.." Placing a hand to her face. Mina eyes drifted and took notice to mail, be brought with her breakfast and seeing special seal from head of police department.

The eyed envelope, noticing it had been open. Her eyes narrowed and lip pouted. "...And reading my mail..." She just pulled out the note, fling the envelope to the floor. Though was no to need for to read it out loud, SINCE A CERTAIN SOMEONE ALREADY is aware as well to his contents.

"..Hmmm." Rolling the note into a ball, dropping it to the floor, she spoke. "It seems they are calling upon, yet again...Not that it needs explaining, since a certain..bastard of a demon, looked upon devilry.."

The Note stated, Mina was needed to explore her world.' The Ungrounded' world of crime to stop the human trafficking within the city. She had to comply, for many reasons. If she wanted her future money promised upon her 18th B-day. If not she was at risk of losing it all. And even arrested, of her own law she had broken since her seat of her power as the new crime lord. And it was just one step closer to finding away to bittersweet vengeance.

 

[MysticSparxman]

RE: Faustian Contract

It came as no surprise to him when he saw the reaction on Mina’s face to the way he had spoken to her. Of course, he didn’t really think she was going to be too happy about it, but at the same time, he wasn’t even sure what he had said wrong to her. Still, he knew that it wasn’t always that difficult to get underneath the skin of his mistress. Not that he had been trying to get underneath her skin. He had simply made her breakfast as a gesture of goodwill. He had thought that she may have liked it too, but then he had to wake her up, which was something he knew she never seemed to like. Alistair couldn’t really be sure if he would have felt the same way as her if he had ever gotten woken up. He didn’t really know how he would feel about it simply due to the fact he never slept. Maybe he shouldn’t have woken her up, but there wasn’t anything that he could do about it now. He had woken her up, she wasn’t happy about it, and now he was going to have to deal with it. He was sure that he would be able to put up with her being in a mood. It wasn’t as if this was going to be the first time she had been in a mood with him, and he was sure that it certainly wasn’t going to be the last.

Alistair rolled his eyes just a little bit. ”So you don’t like getting woken up, I get that now, and I apologize ma’am, but I thought you would have appreciated some breakfast being made for you. Anyway, you should know that I’m always here when you call me. I don’t think I can ever think of a time when I haven’t been here when you call me.” Sure, he knew that she wouldn’t appreciate being spoken to in such a way, and he also knew that she would most likely punish him for the way he had just spoken to her, but there were times when he would often say something before thinking. This just happened to be one of those times. He tilted his head to the side slightly at the mention of his actions the previous night. ”What are you talking about mistress? What am I supposed to have done last night?” He asked in a curious tone, acting as if he didn’t really know what she was talking about.

Alistair moved to the side of her bed and sat down before looking back to her once more. ”I know that it is early mistress, but who knows what time you would have woken up if I didn’t wake you up when I did. I also apologize for opening your mail, but I guess you could say I did it for your benefit. I didn’t know who the mail was from, and I had to be sure that it was suitable for you to read. I promise I will try not to do it again in the future.” He said with a small smile on his face.

 

[Flamette]

Mina lifted her eyes over the letter. Casting a frown and a glare to her butler.“..Hmp..of course you didn't..” Knowing fully well, that demon knew perfectively. The police department's seal was painted in full for one thing upon the envelope. Like any could miss that?

Mina knew it was useless to battle it out with Alistair. He was still himself, and found clever ways to over talk her. She her self, also knew perfectly well..He was just on lone to her. He could only follow the rules of their contact, until his own cheeky and self severing ways came through again.
-----------
LATER.....
...Upon her balcony, over looking, files and other statements. While her butler was busy tending to the garden. Spinning her favorite brew of coffee. Funny enough, a blend specially coined by demons. From her butler's world. Something Alistair offered her, as a short term effect, for long business meetings past wee hours..Yet now it become her fix, or else she would very painful headaches. He did warn her, such brew made for his kind is, deadly to most mortals, but yet again Mina can't die as long as hes about now...

Mina smirked. “..I still find this blend, wonder. Really Alastair...I though Hell was all fire and brimstone, not this blooming metropolous. You speak to be about, with such Longing-ness. I would very much like to see it one day, before you claim my soul..” It was getting even, confusion this demon to hear the condensing-ness or the truth in her voice, anymore

Her face quickly turned sour..Seeing that later again. It hunted her. “..What should we do about this?” As she waved it, with a limp hand. “I get the feeling, they think they can pussy whip me into doing their dirty work..Or worst blackmail me, and have me lose all that my parents worked for..Ah-ha I don't think so...Is it better to make them think this, and go along with this..Yes..” She laced her fingers together.

“...As you too are aware, Human trafficking..is what the note stated. To go and find main leader of this wrong...My plan..We go undercover..I was fresh meat and you my..” she coughed, almost blushing at the thought, turning away. “...My handler...then find and expose the ring master of it all..” She tapped her fingers together, still thinking. “.....And I shall stay this now..Don't fail me....Lately I have see this pattern with you, you like fucking with me..Alistair..I own you until I seek the revenge seek..then am soul is yours..I think if you keep up this little game this contact may end up noninvoid.”

 

[MysticSparxman]

Alistair had his arms folded across his chest as Mina had glared at him after he had told her why he had opened up her letter. Of course he had known who the letter was from even before he had opened it. It was true that he had seen the seal of the police department on the letter, and it was also true that he knew Mina wouldn’t have liked it if he had opened her letter. Still, he had opened it anyway, but it was mainly due to the fact he felt as if he had to open it. Alistair genuinely believed that it was something he had done for her benefit. Well, he felt as if he had done it mostly for her benefit. A small part of him had also been curious as to what the letter could have been about, and Alistair always found it hard to ignore his curiosity when it got the best of him. This just happened to be one of those times when his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Whether he would stick to his word about not opening her letters in the future remains to be seen.

Later that day, as he was tending to the garden, Alistair looked back up at Mina as he heard what she had said about the tea she had been drinking. A small smile formed on his face for a second as he responded to what she had said. ”Well, you do know that the blend of tea you are drinking isn’t meant for mortals such as yourself. Anyway, Hell isn’t as bad as you might think it is, and if you want to see it one day, then I guess I don’t have a problem in taking you there. We could even make a day trip out of it mistress.” He said this in more of a cheeky tone, but there was a hint of seriousness to his voice.

Soon afterwards, Alistair made his way back up to Mina’s room, and he walked over to her side as she was out on her balcony. He turned his attention towards her a second or so later. ”It would not surprise me. After all, most mortals are all the same, so yes, they probably do think that they can pussy whip you into doing their dirty work. Not that I would expect you to comply with them if that is what they expect. Still, I agree that it might be a good idea to allow them to believe that this is something you are going along with. That way, you should be able to lull them into a false sense of security, and in doing so, you should also be able to lower their defences long enough to strike them down.” Alistair’s lips had curled up into a small smirk as he had said this to her. Of course, this was more along the lines of something that he would do, and the chances were likely that Mina knew this too.

When she told him of her plan, Alistair nodded his head in agreement. He did find the idea of being her ‘handler’ slightly amusing though. Alistair turned to face her, and he folded his arms across his chest as he told him not to fail her. ”When have I failed you mistress?” He asked in a curious tone. ”I have not failed you before, and I’m not going to start now. Anyway, I am a demon mistress. It is expected of me to fuck with you……or anyone for that matter. That is what demons do. Besides, I only do it for a bit of fun.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders. ”And as for being your handler.” He started off. ”Let’s just say it should prove to be interesting. I will help you to find and expose the ring master though. One way or another, we will find him…..or her. Anyway, what game would you be talking about mistress?” He asked in a curious tone, even though he had a feeling he was already going to know the answer.

 

[Flamette]

NEW POST IN PROGRESS