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located in Las Vegas, Nevada, a part of Path to Transgression, one of the many universes on RPG.

Las Vegas, Nevada

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Character Portrait: Jettie Greene Character Portrait: Damien O'Dwyer Character Portrait: Michael
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Damien was now smiling and laughing along with almost everything she said. So much so that his jaw was almost hurting. It had been a while since he had felt this alive. There was definitely an innocence in this girl, but also something dormant awaiting deep inside just looking for the right moment to explode into life. That would be his job.

She spoke with confidence, and charm. It was a ballsy attitude and a risky path to take, but it was working Damien was hooked. He looked at her face again. Her golden hair bobbed as she talked, it almost looked like her hair was making her whole face glow. He shook his head and took another large gulp of the newly re-filled whiskey. She was certainly doing a number on him. Now he would have to capitalise and drive the deal home. At least, he hoped thats where the night would end.

"That's a shame, I bet you'd make a great masseuse, get all the customers." Damien rubbed his forehead and blinked his eyes a few times. Perhaps drinking at such a speed was a poor decision given the circumstances. It always annoyed him how even supernatural beings like himself still suffered the same debilitating effects of intoxicants as humans did. He was always told it was to keep them 'grounded'. Sounded like a serious design flaw if you asked him. Although there was probably a reason for it Damien didn't care to discover it, he was happy enough to just get angry at it. Hell, it made him appreciate the stuff more. Wheres the fun in alcohol if you can't get drunk.

"No, not like schoolbooks. I write mostly fictional stuff, made up characters dropped in real world events. Kind of a pseudo-history. The characters might not be real but the events and details around them are historical fact. I did try my hand at one or two factual books but I much prefer writing the fiction. It comes easier to me." Yea, it was much easier to write about everything he had been through than make real stuff up. That made total sense. Who was he to complain though, they made him a fortune.

At that moment he was suddenly interrupted. His sense went into overload and he realised this was the angel that he had felt nearby. Now it all made sense. He was her angel. Everything clicked into place. There was no doubt in his mind about her. He was her ward. He let himself crack a cheeky smile before coming to the realisation of what was happening. She was quickly shuffled away and silenced by the angel. As she disappeared behind him Damien mustered the energy to stand up, albeit a bit off balance thanks to the drink but he gained his composure pretty fast.

Slowly he moved in towards the angel. "I know what you are, and you know what I am. More importantly judging from your reaction you know who I am. So lets get the record straight. I always get the job done There's nothing you can do. Remember this is Vegas, the city of sin. You're already a hundred steps behind me." Damien winked and cracked a devious smile. The game was just about to begin, and he had a head start. Now all he had to do was find her again.