Eurydice sighed as she stood at the entrance of the resort. It was... quaint. Good for human standards, but little compared to what she had grown accustomed to in the underworld. She had changed into a special outfit for this occasion. A knee length black gown with a sheer blue throw delicately draped around her shoulders. A single blue rose was woven into her lush curls that seemed to hold the mystery of midnight within them as they framed her ash-white skin. To some her luxurious attire may have seemed a bit much, but the clothing was little compared to her most startling feature: her eyes. Her eyes were a sterling blue unlike any of this world and perhaps that was it; she was not of this world any longer. Her gaze seemed to pierce any that she looked at as if she could see their deepest secrets. And perhaps, she could. After all there was no hiding one's desires from Lust. In truth, she was the embodiment of this deadly sin risen by her demonic master that imprisoned her life that fateful night. She had long ago accepted this fact and with it, she was confident in luring the eye of the mortal she was sent to woe. It would be a simple task for Lust, as her late-master often referred to her.
Eurydice wasted no time checking in and setting her few belongings away. Her room was just as requested. Black lace hung from the walls as if incased in an eternal night sky when light peeked between the sheer fabric to give the illusion of a night sky. White orchids decorated the room in a dazzling display, spotted with the occasional blue rose. She loved the beauty of nature almost as much of the beauty of song. She sighed in thought, it had been quite awhile since she last sang.
Even so, now was not the time to ponder such petty thoughts. Smoothing her gown, Eurydice flowed from her room with a soft smile painted upon her lips. She had work to do after all. Even if her own human was late, there were other minds she could taint. Even Angels were not immune to Lust. She chuckled to herself, a dangerous gleam dancing in her eyes as she perched herself in the lobby to watch the other guest mingle about. She did not worry about not being noticed. She always had the ability to capture one's eye as she sat upon a cream couch that deeply contrasted her own appearance.