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Adeline Davenport

"Just let me fly free"

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a character in “Dancing With Forbidden Fire”, as played by Echo_Rose

Description

Adeline Arina Davenport
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”Just let me fly and be free because Ill never live up to your expectations”




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Character’s Full Name
Adeline Arina Cosette Davenport

Nicknames
Addi, Ari, Lina, Small fry, Babygirl

Appearance Age
15

Real Age
55

Role
Youngest Davenport


Likes
∞ Music
∞ Singing
∞ Playing the guitar
∞ Swimming
∞ Going outside at night and watching the night sky
∞ Parties
∞ Girls
∞ Chocolate
∞ Autumn
∞ Her sisters


Dislikes
† Getting caught when doing things shes not suppose to
† Meat
† Being looked down upon because shes the youngest
† Being the youngest
† The color pink
† Being cold
† Being the center of attention
† Cats
† Spiders
† Mornings



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Appearance
Hair:
Adeline has straight black hair that flows down to the middle of her back with white highlights

Eyes:
Adeline's eyes are a deep emerald green

Body/Build:
Adeline is small and petite, she is only 4'10" tall and weighs 100lbs

Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Adeline has a tattoo of a bird on her hip that her family doesnt know about, she also has her nose and lip pierced and has her ears pierced


Supernatural Abilities
Adeline has the ability to feel others peoples emotions and able to tweak emotions of others just a bit.Such as if someone was angered she would be able to send them a calming sensation that would be able to help them calm down.
She is also able to read the minds of others except the blackwood family, she could never read then



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Personality
Adeline acts like a rebellious teenager, her parents keep teeling her the expect more from her but she doesnt know what else to do to appease them. After a few years she started rebelling and doing her own thing just to piss off her parents. Shes quirky and likes to have fun, sometimes can be a bit reckless in which she dies get caught and in trouble. She hates being the youngest and always being reminded she is, which is another reason why she started rebelling. She loves her family but sometime she just wants to let loose and be free. She acts before she thinks and has sometimes been caught in some pretty risky situations.


History
Adeline was born the youngest and because of that she is treated as that. She has always been the one trailing her oldest siblings around and doing what she is suppose to until ten years ago when she went to a party with one of her friends. Thats when her rebellion started and hasnt stopped since. She doesnt care that shes consider a Princess because her father is king, yes she has helped her father and mother before by using her ability to find out things they could not but she still is glad that she will not have to take the throne.


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I love my family but I dont think they will ever
except me for who I am especially cus I am a lesbian. But they will never know.


Beautiful Disaster
She loves her mama's lemonade
And hates the sound that goodbye's make
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her

She swears that there's no difference
Between the lies and compliments
It's all the same if everybody leaves her

And every magazine tells her she's not good enough
The pictures that she sees make her cry

She would change everything, everything, just ask her
Caught in the in-between a beautiful disaster
She just needs someone to take her home

She's given boys what they want
And tries to act nonchalant
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction
She never stays the same for long
Assuming that she'll get it wrong
Perfect only in her imperfection

She's not a drama queen
She doesn't want to feel this way
Only 17 but tired

She would change everything, for happy ever after
Caught in the in-between a beautiful disaster
She just needs someone to take her home

She's just the way she is but no one's told her that's okay

She would change everything, everything, just ask her
Caught in the in-between a beautiful disaster
She just needs someone to take her home

She would change everything, for happy ever after
Caught in the in-bewteen a beautiful disaster
She just needs someone to take her home
She just needs someone to take her home


[left]I dont really care for the Blackwoods. They are just a waste of space.

Firework
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,
Drifting through the wind
Wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards,
One blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in "awe, awe, awe"

You don't have to feel like a wasted space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in "awe, awe, awe"

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in "awe, awe, awe"

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon[/leftt]

So begins...

Adeline Davenport's Story

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Jerrica sat on the roof of her families’ palace in London, England. The whole city was visible from up here as she stood on the edge overlooking the city. The sky was a gloomy gray color and it looked as though at any moment it would downpour. Her eyes slowly moved from one side of the city to the other as if scanning it. Though it would seem as though she was taking time for herself, think all alone on the top of the world, she was simply doing her job, generally a Guardian Angel only looks after one person, but in her case she was responsible for a large group of people. After a few moments she made her way to the roof’s door that led back down to her room.

Today seemed oddly normal, no one had need her yet, which in of its self-seemed too good to be true and as for work, she was ahead of the game. She let herself fall on her bed back first, before hearing her name being called, she let out a sigh. there it is, she thought as she got up, pulling her long dark hair to the one side and making her way in the direction that her name was called, leading her to her father’s office. Jerrica Camilla, I’m not going… her father yelled “Not going to what?” she said softly as she stood in the door way looking over her father. Dressed in his usual expensive navy blue suite, she gave him a soft smile waiting for his orders. “Are you and your sisters ready to go?” he asked as if Jerrica was, their keeper as if she should know everything and she did. “Yeah, were all ready, helped them pack myself, were just waiting on you.” She said watching her frazzled father search his office for something. “Dad, your glasses are on top your head.” She said knowing her father very well.
He touched his hands to his head, a sigh of relief escaping his lips “I don’t know what I’d do without you Jerri.” he smiled his fatherly smile. ”Go get you sister’s I’m going to finish up some paper work then will head out.” she nodded as she turned to get her sisters Jerrica. her father said causing her to turn back and face him “The Blackwoods, their attending this event, you know as well as I do their souls cannot be saved, so don’t try, and keep your sister’s away from them, no matter what it takes, their not as strong as you Jerri. The Blackwoods will do anything to make you girls fall. he said in a calm worried tone. “You know I won’t let anything happen to them and you don’t give them enough credit, they are just as strong as me, they wouldn’t fall for any Blackwood tricks.” She reassured her father as she turned to leave again to get her sisters.

The truth was she wasn’t strong at all, she had almost fallen once a long time ago. But no one knew that not even her sisters. She sighed as she walked slowly down the hall. She wondered what I would have been like if she would have chosen a different path, if she would have fallen, she’s almost positive she’d actually be happy, but dwelling on the past was something she didn’t have time for. She reached Darcy’s door and gave a small knock. “Darce, hey, time to go.” She said calling to her sister through the door in a very motherly tone. She walked down the hall a bit more before reaching her youngest sister’s door. “Addi, hey sis, dad says it’s time to go.” She called to her youngest sister, before making her way back to her own room to grab her stuff and head down to the limo that waited to take them to The Royal Ball.

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Adeline was laying on her bed singing to the music that was in her ears and thinking about the royal ball. She for one wasnt really looking forward to the next month because her parents expect her to be good and blah blah blah. Thats the last thing she planned on doing. Over the last ten years she has changed, her parents and sisters both saw it and they were worried that she would fall.

Opening up her mind she could hear her fathers thinking about the ball, how he was worried about the Blackwoods and us being in the same place. This made her grin and chuckle, the Blackwoods..Well father I hate the Blackwoods so no worries with that..but it might be fun to mess with them she thought to herself. Closing her mind she stood up from her bed and looked around.

She could hear Jerri knock on the door “Addi, hey sis, dad says it’s time to go.”, Jerri was the sister that she felt closest to even though they werent close in age, she was able to talk to Jerri without feeling like she was going to be judged though she still hasnt told her older sister her biggest secret. "Yea yea Dad can hold on I am not dressed yet" she yelled out to Jerri.

Going to her closet she picked out her outfit knowing it will just piss off her parents but she didnt really care, she just likes to get under their skins sometimes. She got dressed, did her makeup and hair then grabbed her stuff for the ball, she was hoping this year it would go by quick.

Going out into the hall she heard her sisters talking in Darcys room, leaving her things at her door she went and knocked on Darcys door then opened it "Okay..so I thought we were suppose to be all ready and shit, if I knew we had more time I woulda took more time getting ready. How do I look" she asked as she twirled around a couple times. "Oh and dont worry about me Jerri...I wont spend too much time with the Blackwoods...maybe ill mess with them a bit but dont worry about me" she gave a little smirk and sat down in one of the chairs in Darcys room.

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Jerrica listened to her sister’s pleas not to follow her and her sister was right she was a lot stronger than her more then she would ever know. Jerrica was practically a mother to her sister’s, her father was God’s right hand man, he was always doing work, he was never home and their mother had Fallen a few years after she had given birth to Addie. So she had always taken care of her sister’s, taken care of humans, and lost herself somewhere along the way. She lend towards her sister kissing her forehead before pulling away looking into her sister’s dark eyes. “Your right Ellie, you’re not a child your beautiful young women, but dad’s never going to look at you that way.” she said softly trying to calm her sister “I wouldn’t worry too much about not messing with the Blackwoods, I don’t care what you do with them…just promise me one thing.” she paused as she searched for the right words to say “Don’t…fall like mom, I can’t risk loosing you or Addie or Gillian, you guys mean everything to me.” she smiled as she turned to make her way out of the room, she turned back facing her sister once again with a playful smirk “Besides the Royal ball wouldn’t be any fun without some trouble right? she winked “Come on sis.” she said gesturing her sister to follow her out of the room to head to the Ball. It would be about an hour and a half drive from their home to get there. "Let's go round everyone up! she said happily, it her soft tone.

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Adeline quickly pulled herself out of Darcys room glad she hasnt been spotted but Jerri mentioned their mom and now she had tons of things going through her mind. She always blamed herself for their mom falling and she knew her father and sometimes her sisters worried that she would fall to...at this point she wouldnt care really. She had nothing to give like her older sisters do, they all have something special about them but she didnt feel she had anything special.

Heading down the hall she passed her fathers office but before she could go downstairs she heard her fathers voice "Adeline please come in here". She rolled her eyes and sighed and walked in "Yes Father? What do I owe this pleasure of being in your company?" Her father looked up and shook his head "Adeline enough with the attitude. I want you to be on you best behavior. I do not want to hear of any issues. You are excused now" he then waved his hand and looked down at his desk. Addi turned around "Fuck best behavior" she mumbled under her breath then left. Grabbing her stuff she made her way downstairs, she was now in a worse mood. She put her music in her ears and turned it up loud and sat in a chair, her arms crossed as she waited for her sisters.

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Gillian

While the other girls were collected, the Third Davenport sister sat in the study, dressed and ready to go, with a book in her hand and her hand fiddling the short pearl necklace around her throat. Although the theme of the ball has yet to be announced, she wears the same style that she does for anything with any hint of dancing in it- the trademark full skirts and felt-bottomed shoes of a swing dancer. The only reason that she, normally lacking in the punctuality department, is ready at all would be because someone forced her to prepare half an hour beforehand, knowing that she takes forever to dress, if only because she doesn't care very much about clothing, normally speaking. After all, she had never been one who stressed style too much in her life, unlike Darcy, who adored dressing up. Rather, she would rather spend free time reading a good book or playing a video game than getting dressed- she is simply persuaded into dressing for the event with the hint that maybe, just maybe, the theme will suit her interests this year. Besides, if she didn't dress in a way suitable for the occasion, the young woman may stick out, and she dreads such a thing even more than she dislikes putting outfits together.

At the moment, there is a dazed look in her eye that is tell-tale of the young woman accidentally (as she tends to do when becoming too involved in the subject) projecting herself into the novel again. Not that something like a smack or a loud enough noise wouldn't pull her out of the trance-like state her physical form enters upon the exiting of her astral body, but it does tend to be tedious for the others to drag her out of the state. Despite this, she allows her mental being to fall into the world of the book, which happens to be Jane Eyre at the moment, so that she is standing among the guests during Mr. Rochester's party, able to spy Miss Eyre doing her best in the corner to go unseen. People turn and look at Gillian briefly, but as she had gone into the book earlier in the novel, they do not appear incredibly shocked to see her. Jane Eyre smiles at the Davenport girl, seemingly glad to see the young woman who poses here as a maid, for the character and Gillian have gotten along fairly well, so far.

In the real world, Gillian's eyes stare unseeingly at the page before her, as the words rearrange to match the current scene, including a young woman in heels whose outfit does not fit the maid she pretends to be.


Inessa
A young woman with long, unkempt dark hair stands in her room, a stereo playing whatever band is her current obsession, surveying her outfit in the mirror. Although her tastes generally turn towards bright colors, the girl has gone with black and red for this affair, which will be her first time attending the infamous Royal Ball, a month set aside every three years for the influential youth of the world- it is, essentially, one large match-making event. Although she is well aware of this, and somewhat dislikes the fact that it is created in order to 'find someone' or whatever, Inessa is still anticipating the month in general, hoping to meet a few girls to have some casual fun with, to dance until she collapses, or to at least have some sort of good time, whatever that may entail. A cursory glance at the clock tells her to leave now, and so the young woman throws one last look at herself, makes a stupid face and strikes a ridiculous pose before heading out.

She walks down a hallway, her steps filled with the sort of confidence that identifies someone who has been raised with power, towards the door. A bright red fedora sits on a coat/hat rack directly across from the door, and this headwear she grabs to place ontop of her curly black hair, giving it slightly more of a tamed appearance, although the impact is rather minimal. The other three who would be with her are all off to their own devices, she assumes, though she hasn't exactly spent her time verifying their whereabouts- this family isn't exactly the sort in which the siblings keep tabs on each other, usually speaking. So she walks out to the limo that awaits her without calling out to see if anyone else actually is home, knowing that the chances are incredibly slim that this is the case (although, of course, there lies the possibility that Les remains in the building, but she doesn't really think about it in her generalizations). A chaufer opens the door for Inessa, whose things are already packed in the trunk, presumably along with her brothers', and she slides into the back, staring out the window with music blasting into her ears as the driver starts the car and makes his way towards their destination.

It is only once they have gone some distance that a thought crosses Inessa's mind: I wonder if Les was actually still in the house.

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Unlike most of the other Royals the Davenports always showed up to the Royal Ball together. They were a fan favorite. Although their father only ruled over England, they were world famous, they were Iconic in the Us, mostly Hollywood, Asia, all of Europe and Canada. They inspired several movies and books. There live was so public, yet the family its self was mysterious. Jerrica took a deep breath and supported herself against the wall as she felt a sharp pain shoot through her chest, she closed her eyes and breath in and out in and back out. Someone, one of the humans she watched over had just died, she was tied to a large group of humans and whenever one died she could feel it, though there was nothing she could do, when she felt the pain it meant it was their time to go and it was one less person on her list. She almost passed out from the pain, it took her a few moments to get her composer back. She finally opened her eyes luckily no one had been around, she hated when people saw her in pain, she hated when anyone saw her any way but happy, especially her sisters.

She made her way to the library poking her head in seeing her younger sister reading. “Hey Gillian, ready to go?” she smiled “I’ll be waiting in the car.” She said before heading out to the limo to wait for her sisters. She straightened out her white dress that was inappropriate to say the least, but that was the only thing she ever did against her fathers will, she never understood the point of hiding a perfectly good body and she liked to show it off or maybe she had only started doing this after the last Royal ball, when she meet him it was the only real thing she could do to keep the memories of the last ball alive. Of course her sister knew nothing about what had happened that year, they assumed Jerrica had nothing better to do then keep an eye on them, but the honest truth was, she had never checked on them or followed them that whole month, she was busy with something else entirely, she thought as she waited for her sisters in the back of the limo.

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Gillian
Gillian watches on shock as Darcy begins walking directly towards the Blackwood sibling who could easily be considered the most corrupted and vile, hands down. Then again, she had mentioned kissing him back in the car- there existed something prior between the two, unfortunately. Darcy will be fine- she always seems to be, the girl reminds herself with some trace of envy for her elder sister's ability to seemingly keep things together. The band strikes up a new song, from the current era, but with a good tempo- bottom line, it makes the young woman want to dance, though she is also torn with a desire to stay near her siblings (who seem already frayed by the whole event).

Not as selfless as Jerrica, though, when the German boy comes and asks her if she wants to dance, Gillian throws only a look of questioning towards her siblings, before following him onto the dance floor, her mood growing as the song becomes faster. She smiles at the boy, momentarily forgetting nerves of be sisters. She'll berate herself for leaving them after this dance, but not quite yet. Now, she is dancing and happy.


Inessa
Inessa notices the youngest Davenport girl storming away, and smiles with false sympathy, eyes following her movements in an interested manner. "Poor girl, having a spat with her family?" The girl muses softly to herself, a look on her face revealing the scheming taking place behind her chocolate eyes. By the time that Adeline has returned, Inessa has decided that the youngest Davenport girl will be her amusement of the night- no doubt willingly, by the way that she saw the supposed angel survey her.

When Adeline disappeared into the crowd, Inessa waves goodbye to her brothers and follows after her, stopping to rest her hand on the shoulder of one, or kiss another on the cheek, spreading her touch. Soon she is next to Adeline, dancing. "What's cookin' good lookin'?" She asks jokingly.

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Inessa
Not to be outdone in the field of smugness, Inessa simply looks over the young Davenport once more, and gives her a look which asks Adeline to amuse her- tells her that she isn't quite interesting enough yet to focus on for more than a dance or two. She tips her red fedora politely, playing the part of a gentleman, but the slight smile on her face holds traces of michief. She watches as the girl, Addie she calls herself, dances around her own figure, although the Davenport's eyes seem to fly every now and then towards the door, where a few of her siblings remained, though not all. Oooh? Is someone trying to rebel? I didn't know that the angelic Davenports did such a thing. Well, it would be unfair of me not to. . .assist her in this quest for independence, Inessa thinks raising an eyebrow with amusement at the girl when she compliments the Blackwood daughter on her appearance, despite the fact that half of her face was concealed by a lovely black mask. "Oh, little ol' me? You can't see it, but I'm blushing," the young woman assures the girl dancing before her with a smirk.

Rather than formally agreeing to dance, she begins to dance with the girl, deciding that actions speak louder than words as she and the Davenport girl move in sync to the music, Inessa's red out making them rather eye-catching, as the majority of people have removed their hats, and most ladies hadn't been wearing them to begin with, actually. The young woman chooses not give her name, however, figuring that Adeline will have figured it out soon enough, given that Inessa is the only daughter of the Blackwood family. Besides, technically lovely Miss Addie had never asked for it- only stated that she was ignorant to what it was. "But your family is quite beautiful in general, aren't they? Well, if you are into the whole 'prim and proper' thing," she adds with a shrug, moving closer to Adeline as she speaks.


Gillian
From where she is dancing, Gillian looks over the shoulder of her partner at the movement of her sisters, who are each going in different directions- although they all seem to be leading to a Blackwood. Although the other siblings have history or a desire to rebel, Gillian simply doesn't want to associate with the Russian family- to some extent, they frighten her, but to another, she feels that keeping her mood up will be difficult in the presence of one of them. Especially as they despise her family as much as hers seems to hate them. Well, as much as she had thought her family hated theirs, but then, ever since the last few balls, the families seem to be weaving closer and closer together, whether by choice or otherwise. It is a web which she, personally, would rather avoid, because even the dreamer in the family can guess how much trouble it would mean. Never being of the confrontational sort, she tends to lean towards things which are easier on her- making it easier to remain happy, with just a bit of effort. The song has yet to end, but the German boy excuses himself because the cellphone in his pocket has begun to ring- leaving Gillian back to her own devices. She begins to walk towards Jerrica, the final sibling who remains separated from the Blackwoods, but is dismayed to watch as someone gets their first, a man whose back is all that she can see. She can almost pick up his voice, which holds traces of a french accent in it, although she can sense something off in it, given that one of her majors in college was French. Not being overly familiar with the Blackwood family, she does not recognise the eldest's voice, and so looks around for something else while her sister is occupied.

She watches Addie dance with a girl in a bright red hat, and can easily identify Moshe, whom Darcy speaks to now, by the combination of his hair and tattoos- with the exception of a few, the Blackwood family who can be distinguished by their style and body ink. Not that other royals do not have tattoos or piercings or long hair, of course- they just aren't quite as present in the mind of a Davenport, typically. Gillian views all of this before beginning to make a decision in her mind- whether to stay through this event, or hide away somewhere, lock herself in a room and find some world or another to fall into. The latter is more tempting, but as she is currently on the 'trying very hard to be cheerful and proper' of her self-improvement cycle, the former seems as though it is the more appropriate thing to do. So Gillian smiles radiantly, still high on a small amount of cheer, and looks around for what to do next. After several minutes, she gives up and searches for a sitting room, praying that it will be empty, and have a bookshelf.

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Adeline watches the Blackwood girl with amusement, in her head she was trying to remember the names of all the Blackwood children because it didnt seem the girl was going to give it right off the back. As they danced closer Addie put her hands on the waist of the girl "Prim and proper isnt my kind of thing...that is my older sisters kind of thing..." she said with a slight gleam in her eye "I like my own taste...Im not quite like my sisters".

They were now as close as they could get, she finally remembered all the names of the Blackwood children, her mask only covering the top part of her face she moved her head to the right side of the girls face, her mouth was close to the girls ear "Inessa you intrigue me...and I never thought I would say that of a Blackwood" she pulled her head away and turned her back to Inessa and pulled the other girls arms around her front. She tried to open her mind once more to see if she could get any thoughts from Inessa but nothing came. Even though she was shorter then the Blackwood girl they seemed to fit together, oh she does hope her father hears about this, she'd love to piss him off even more. Closing her eyes she just let her body dance in sync to the music with Inessa.

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Inessa
Seems I was right- little Davenport girl is trying to be her own person, Inessa thinks condescendingly, holding no love for the Davenport family which has beaten her own so many times. Especially recently, for though she is rarely told things by her brothers directly, the girl has a bad habit of using her ability to pass through matter for eavesdropping- she knows the minimum of what has gone down between her two eldest brothers and the two elder Daveport daughters. By all means, she has no intent of harboring any affections for the angels, no matter how physically attractive they may happen to be. She doesn't see it as something she must fear, anyway, because her commitment why nature can only increase when faced with someone she was taught to view as an enemy. There are no traces of fondness as she dances with Addie- only amusement and intrigue.

By this point, Adeline seems to have gathered Inessa's name, for she leans in, close enough that her lips nearly brush past the girl's ear, and whispers it. The angel calls Inessa intriguing, and admits that she has never believed that she would think such a thing about a Blackwood. "You'd be surprised how intriguing my family can be- just ask your sister," she murmurs back, gesturing towards Darcy and Moshe with her head, as Sage and Jerrica are out of view. The Davenport girl turns around and places Inessa's hands on her hips as they continue to dance. More like a Victoria's Secret Angel, Inessa decides, ever-amused and, now, further intrigued. She bends her neck slightly to whisper in Addie's ear.

"You dance like a high schooler, sweetheart. Let me guess- you've only been rebelling for a decade or two, yes? Not quite on my family's level yet," she teases her, turning the girl around to face her as the song changes to a slower one. She places her hands on Addie's hips once more and gives her a devilish smirk.

"The thing about dancing, is that you have to know what song is coming next," she informs her, glancing over to see Moshe and Darcy also slow dancing. Despite this advice, she decides to play with the young woman, who is admittedly quite sexy in her rebellion. So, she funnels desire into the girl, though they now remain at an 'appropriate' distance.


Gillian
"I've not," Gillian responds truthfully, looking down to see that the book in her hand is, indeed, that which he says it is. For a moment, she is rather curious about who it is who has left such a book on the chair of the sitting room- one of the mor scholarly royal youths, no doubt. There is an Italian proncess who is a famed mind, her own sister, one or two from other continents, and then. . .well, the boy in front of her, from what she has been told. He goes on to ask a rather philosophical question, about whether angels can redeem demons. And although he assures her it is for a friend, she speculates that he is either lying, or very close to this friend, given his personal tone.

"I suppose that depends. It is far easier to make a mistake than to fix it -no offense- and the redemption of a demon is unheard of," Gillian says in a faraway sort of voice. While Math and science have never been her strong-suits, she reads many types of books- giving her some sense of learning, on top of her own experience. "I suppose that depends on whether people are born innocent, or not, and whether one actually wants to be saved. Someone can accidentally fall,after all, but climbing tends to be deliberate, right?" She muses, half to herself. The young woman has not lived as long as her elder sisters, and so perhaps they would be better equipped to respond.

"But what would be the point of angels, if not to save? Well, I may not know as much as another would. Who is this friend?" she asks, knowing that it is prying but doing so anyway.

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Adeline looked at Darcy and Moshe when Inessa motions towards them, she has known about her two older sisters and the two eldest Blackwoods because of her evesdropping in their minds. She was still pissed at Darcy on what happened earlier so she decided to send Darcy a little message through the mind. Opening up her mindonce more, she mentally searches for Darcy and sends her a little message " 'ello Darcy...you know im a bit suprised by you...but the thing is Ive known all about you and Moshe...I wonder what Father will think" after she zent her little message to her older sister she looked over to Darcy and gave her a little wink then focused back on Inessa.

Feeling Inessas.breath against her ear, she heard what she said then was turned around once more "Well yes you are correct, I was once just a shadow of my sisters but once my mother fell my eyes were opened and I decided to do my own thing even thought my family disagrees with my actions. Some say I am the one that will follow my mother but we will see" she murmered and danced along with Inessa.

Hearing what Inessa said next she tilted her head a little "Now how would you know what song would play next unless..." but she stopped talking before she started talking about her abilities. Suddenly she felt a strong desire for Inessa, wanting more of her then she wanted ten seconds ago. They werent as close as they were before so Adeline leaned her head in and brushed her lips against Inessa's cheek "O dont know what has come over me... theres just something about you...and ai want to know you more" she whispered then brought her head back so she could look up at Inessa's eyes once more, one of her hands on the girls shoulder the other on her waist.

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Inessa
Inessa raises an eyebrow at the Davenport girl when she turns and throws a wink at her elder sister, the one who currently seems to be occupied with Moshe, who is perhaps the most wild of the Blackwood siblings, and yet has a shy expression which does not suit him at all. It nearly sends shivers down her spine, seeing the second Blackwood child with such a look on his face, and Inessa cannot help but be filled with an inexplicable concern that the nearness of an angel is causing this behavior- or rather, his nearness to a specific angel with whom he has a past. Only when Addie has begun to speak once more does the dark-haired young woman look back at the angel before her, frowning momentarily as she assures herself that Moshe is simply strange. He'll return to his normal self eventually. As though some little angels could make us, the Blackwoods, act in such a way for a longer period of time than the initial moments, she thinks, silently resolving that she will distance herself from the interesting rebel before her, should things get too far. This should be of no concern to her, who naturally distances herself from things once they have grown too close for her taste.

"Follow your mother? Wouldn't that be interesting," Inessa responds, her bemused smirk resurfacing as she looks at the young woman before her, who stops midsentence and begins to stare at the Blackwood daughter with a new sort of intensity. This only leads to the smirk becoming more smug, for the effectiveness of her power on the angel serves to give Inessa the sense of control which she constantly craves. Soon the Davenport girl's lips brush past her own pale cheeks as she murmurs in her ear, the two growing close enough together that they might as well be laying ontop of eachother at this point, though they only sway to the song for the moment. When Addie voices her desire to know Inessa better, the sense of control only increases, although it is paired with a sort of satisfaction that exceeds the normal level when she has gained control over another. Of course, this is probably due to the fact that it is an angel, not a human, who has been affected by her power.

"The feeling is mutual, darling," she whispers mimicking Addie's previous proximity before spinning the girl out and bringing her back in to a dip that doesn't really match the current speed of the music. With the girl supported by her arms for that moment, Inessa is tempted to steal a kiss- and wouldn't that infuriate the Davenports a bit, to know that their youngest child had not only kissed a Blackwood, but the daughter as well? As she has no restraints, no need to stay away from the Davenports, and holds a rather strong desire to mess with the girl before her as thoroughly as possible, Inessa leans in so that her lips just brush past Addie's as she speaks, "But perhaps actions speak louder than words," with that smirk still on her face. She brings Addie back up and spins her back into their initial position, Inessa's eyes glittering with humor.

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Feeling Inessa so close, Adeline cant help but want more What is this girl doing to me she thinks to herself. She feels herself being spun then brough down into a dip, fully supported by the girl before her. A brush of lips against her own sends a slight shiver against her as she hears Inessa speak. When she was spun again and brought back to the closeness of the blackwood girl, she brings her hands up to Inessa's back and slightly plays with the other girls hair. "I dont know what you are doing to me...but I like it" A slight smirk comes across her face and she leans in, brushing her own lips against Inessa's, holding the kiss slightly longer then leans back "This is going to be an inyeresting month."

Looking over Inessa's shoulder she sees her older sister Jerri now dancing with the eldest blackwood. Well this is quite interesting...seems we all are attracted to the Blackwoods she thought to herself. She kept dancing slowly with Inessa, she couldnt help but want more of this girl and she couldnt help but smile knowing her Father was going to be outraged with how not only is she with a Blackwood but she was with the Blackwood Daughter. "I do have to ask...why is a Blackwood interested in a Davenport girl. Hoping I would fall, is this what each of you are doing" she asked looking up at Inessa then motioning to their eldest siblings. "Because hun, I never thought id have feelings for Blackwood let alone dancing with one, tell me the truth, I wont be mad" she says as she brings her hand to Inessa's cheek and slowly caresses it "Because like I said earlier I want to get to know you more...you interest me".

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Inessa
The dark-haired young woman meets the kiss easily, a thing she has done millions of times before in her lifespan, and will likely do a million times more before growing bored of the action. She can feel Addie messing with the ends of her unkempts black hair, which seem to wave in every direction imaginable, yet remain uncurly nonetheless. The kiss ends after a brief moment, so that the pair of elites are looking at eachother while the Davenport girl murmurs about anticipating this being an interesting month. In response to Addie saying that she likes what Inessa is doing to her, the Blackwood smirks and gives her a teasing wink, "People usually do, sweetheart."

Inessa doesn't have to look to know what it is that Addie is looking at over her own slender shoulders- she saw it for a fleeting second during a spin: her eldest brother dancing with the eldest Davenport girl. This is far less concerning to her, for Sage has always been the most calm of the family, and the biggest softie, as well, hands down. Besides, for now she is focusing on the girl before her, though in the corner of her eye she sees the blond twins from before coming out from some hallway, looking disheveled and flushed, their lips the tell-tale swollen of kissing. The sight of them makes her feel like frowning and grinning at the same time- she feels smug about how easily manipulated humans are, yet disappointed at the same time. It can be rather boring, after all, when humans die faster, can consume less drugs, cannot dance as long, etc. Even though many humans are still her elders, she can't help but recognise their existence as wretchedly fleeting.

These thoughts are interrupted as Addie speaks once more, asking as to why Inessa is interested in, as she describes herself, a 'Davenport girl'. Admittedly, making one of them fall would be rather rewarding, mentally at least, for the Davenports seem to constantly be one-upping her own family. However, though she holds no fondness for the family, that isn't really her intent. After all, if the Davenports all fell, who would be left to dislike? Everyone needs a rival, and the angels are that of the Blackwood family, no doubt about it. Before Inessa gives her response, Addie has her hand on the girl's cheek, and is saying something about wanting to know her more. Inwardly Inessa rolls her eyes, knowing that this is mostly the desire she sent to coarse through the young woman's veins. People touching her isn't really something that the young woman is unfamiliar with, either, but she can't help but feel as though the girl's hand will turn to some sort of holy acid, which may come to burn through the demon's skin.

"Why? You Davenports are rather interesting- humans can only give so much satisfaction. Besides, it's the whole opposite thing- isn't it kind of sexy?" Inessa asks, raising her eyebrows and sweeping a strand of hair out of Addie's eyes. The song is nearing its end, she knows, but what the Blackwood girl will do when that happens has yet to be decided- she rarely plans things ahead, anyway. Inessa smirks at a thought that comes into her head, and immediately murmurs it.

"Besides- I've heard a rumor that angels are wickedly good in bed," she says suggestively.

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Inessa

"Oh? How. . .open-minded of you," Inessa murmurs back, eyebrows arched beneath her mask as she teases the young Davenport girl before her. "I believe your siblings must agree with you- is it really rebellion if everyone else is doing it, sweetheart?" She goes on mockingly, not really the type who can remain sincere for very long. One cannot speak to the Blackwood girl without being mocked a few times here and there- it is simply in her nature to insult while she flirts. Adeline's response to her comment about angels in bed is both disappointing and intriguing, though she does want to know if it is true or not, despite not having actually heard the rumor before. Besides, if angels are good in bed, this one looks like she'd be especially excellent at it, with all of her fire and contradictions and, in Inessa's eyes, efforts to compensate for the fact that her family has a goody-two-shoes reputation.

"Aw. I'm not very patient though, you know. Why don't you just let me find out tonight?" The demon responds flirtatiously, the two remaining locked together while the rest of the dance floor moves for new partners, new spots and new dances. Adeline goes on to suggest that they go out for a drink, which happens to be exactly the thing that Inessa had in mind for that precise moment. A drink sounds perfect, and she is somewhat pleased that the girl drinks- with the reputation the Davenports have, she'd expect even the one going through a rebellious phase to be sober. A happy surprise indeed. "You are hot, aren't you?" Inessa says, looking the girl up and down and grabbing her hand with her own pale fingers before leading her off to find the bar, which is located on the pavilion just outside of the dancing area. The night is breezy and clear, with stars that seem countless and impossibly radiant. Inessa orders herself the strongest drink that they have, and glances over at Adeline expectantly, waiting for her to place an order.

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"Oh? How. . .open-minded of you," Inessa murmurs back, eyebrows arched beneath her mask as she teases the young Davenport girl before her. "I believe your siblings must agree with you- is it really rebellion if everyone else is doing it, sweetheart?" She goes on mockingly, not really the type who can remain sincere for very long. One cannot speak to the Blackwood girl without being mocked a few times here and there- it is simply in her nature to insult while she flirts. Adeline's response to her comment about angels in bed is both disappointing and intriguing, though she does want to know if it is true or not, despite not having actually heard the rumor before. Besides, if angels are good in bed, this one looks like she'd be especially excellent at it, with all of her fire and contradictions and, in Inessa's eyes, efforts to compensate for the fact that her family has a goody-two-shoes reputation.

"Aw. I'm not very patient though, you know. Why don't you just let me find out tonight?" The demon responds flirtatiously, the two remaining locked together while the rest of the dance floor moves for new partners, new spots and new dances. Adeline goes on to suggest that they go out for a drink, which happens to be exactly the thing that Inessa had in mind for that precise moment. A drink sounds perfect, and she is somewhat pleased that the girl drinks- with the reputation the Davenports have, she'd expect even the one going through a rebellious phase to be sober. A happy surprise indeed. "You are hot, aren't you?" Inessa says, looking the girl up and down and grabbing her hand with her own pale fingers before leading her off to find the bar, which is located on the pavilion just outside of the dancing area. The night is breezy and clear, with stars that seem countless and impossibly radiant. Inessa orders herself the strongest drink that they have, and glances over at Adeline expectantly, waiting for her to place an order.