Snippet #2068986

Erin watched Markus’ countenance change, hinting that she’d definitely caught his interest. But she hadn’t doubted that she would. In fact, Erin was certain Markus would agree to her ‘plan’, because it was completely his thing, which was why he was the first guy she’d thought of acting it out with. Or, maybe it was also partly due to Daniel’s returned ill feelings towards Markus. Really, in all ways, Markus was the perfect candidate in every way. Which of course had nothing to do with the fact that she was also physically attracted to him at all. Nope, not at all. She watched him thinking as he considered her words. She was certain she could see those little cogs turning in that head of his. Interest was mixing with contemplation in his eyes, and if she read his correctly, they were lit with excitement. Oh, this was going to be much easier than she’d expected it to. She more or less ignored his murmuring to Irayah. The little demon, however, was quite enjoying the praise and the petting as she relaxed in Markus’ lap, purring softly all the while.

When he actually spoke, Erin raised an eyebrow, regarding him with a sceptical, almost exasperated look in her eyes. Much how a parent would look upon a misbehaving child. She was doing this exactly because she didn’t want Daniel to die, but wasn’t that just so very typical of Markus? Get used to it, Erin, she told herself, shaking her head with a now impassive look on her face. “Ever kill anyone, Markus?” She asked him coldly, her voice quiet and deadly, her eyes completely inanimate again. There was no joke in dead people. Hell, she’d been the fault of way to many already, whether she’d wanted them or not. If he had killed someone, it wasn’t like she was going to hold it against him, much like she didn’t hold anything else against anyone. Well, except for Hazel’s flirting with Daniel. She very much held that against the girl, however petty and immature that was. If he hadn’t though, he shouldn’t make jokes about it. Erin could deal with a lot of Markus’ morbid humour, but deaths weren’t funny. Never.

She began fiddling with the bark of the tree as Markus talked to Irayah. She didn’t really give it much mind. He was being his usual, patronizing self. It rarely bothered her anymore. Besides, he was talking to the demon, not Erin, so she couldn’t say she had to reply to his question, and Irayah wasn’t going to either, even though could. The cat did send Erin a look though, her telepathic voice sounding in the blonde’s mind soon after, ”oh, just tell him and get on with it, would you?” Erin’s lips twitched slightly. “Always the charmer, Markus,” she remarked dryly at his words now. She supposed she’d have to converse… or something. Besides, he was just begging for it with his comments on her personality. She didn’t try to be lively or nice. Ever. She just wasn’t that kind of girl. She’d never been among the nicest of people, and after everything… well, things had just sort of gone downhill.

When he spoke again, asking her to tell him what she was intending, Erin smiled wryly at him, eyes expressive once more, but completely unreadable. She pushed herself gracefully from the tree, her boot heels clicking on the stone as she took two little steps to reach him before she squatted down before him, watching his face with those unreadable, purposefully knowing eyes for a little while, silent, before she spoke, her voice calm and quiet, but not a whisper. “The thing is… the feelings Daniel has for me are some stubborn little things, but they’re also what’s going to hurt him enough to stay away. I’m going to need to show that sort of interest towards someone else.” She shrugged, “pure and simple jealousy and betrayal. Which will hopefully make him hate me.”

With that, Erin cocked her head to the side a little, eyes still focused on him. “And you’re perfect for it. Why? You hate Daniel. Daniel hates you. Plus,” she ended the sentence by moving her head closer to his just as Irayah hopped off of Markus, Erin’s lips so close to his he’d actually be able to feel her breath while her eyes were still intensely on his, “attraction does make things easier.” With that, Erin drew her head back to its former position as she watched him, still squatted down in front of him, her arms now coming to rest on her knees, hands on elbows as she waited for him to react. He'd figure it out from here himself. He was a smart guy, after all and with Markus things just worked better if he got to work things out himself.