<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">As much as she wished to deny it, he was alluring. Even the glint of his nature in his eyes; demons weren't loving, nor were they kind. Yet, it was enticing. Kassandra wished she could ignore the way he seemed to put her above the rest of her kind. It almost filled her need to be more powerful than them; to show them that she was the most skilled, the most powerful of them all. His flattery shouldn't have worked, she knew it was just words, it wasn't as if there was much truth behind them, was there? Her mind was utterly lost in his words, for a moment she truly wished to hear exactly what he said. She was powerful, even from a young age.<br/>
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"He knows what he needs to." It was odd that she chose to use such disconnected tone when speaking about her boyfriend, but she wasn't exactly feeling like herself. Lately, it had been too easy to disconnect, to sink down into the darkness pooling around her. A soft, warm laugh escaped her lips, "As if the humans know anything, they're as useless as they've ever been," Again, her words were almost as hard as steel, a clear disconnect. Kassandra wasn't so... vicious. She enjoyed humans, most of the time. As much as she hated to admit it, just being near a demon seemed to make her feel so much more... alive. "I would sense another witch, there are none. What makes you so sure I'm flirting with you?" There was a glimmer of challenge in her gaze.<br/>
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The witch paused as she noticed the way he moved, soon enough his hand brushed a few strands of light blonde strands from her face. His touch was almost electric, and it showed. The female inhaled slowly, her gaze not moving as his arm draped over her shoulders. Even his grin; the devilish side was so apparent to her; the glow in his eyes, the sharpness of his teeth. Everything she knew should've made her run as fast as she could, yet she was perfectly content to sit there under his touch. What had shocked her was how gently he did touch her; it was completely unexpected.<br/>
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"Thankfully, that was honest." The female eventually stubbed out her cigarette before she snaked up her glass into her digits and eased back into her chair, embracing the touch of his arm. Kassandra made a point of easing back against him, her lashes fluttering slightly as she flicked her gaze to his. "You know, you have no idea of the woman I am now. But I'm glad you appreciate the exterior, I work hard to keep it tight." As she spoke, her hues almost glistened with intent. <br/>
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Taking a moment, the female huffed softly. "I... I've been having... problems." The blonde could feel herself rolling her eyes at the thought of having to say it again. "I can't control whatever this is... And it's not staying gone. I don't know if your spell is breaking, but whatever it is, it's wearing off. I feel it... every day at least. Sometimes I feel it twice or three times." Her fingers toyed with the glass, circling the rim as she continued. "Sitting here right now, with you, is making it ten times worse." In her mind, she knew exactly what it had to be, but she didn't want to admit it. "It keeps creeping in when I cast spells, it's going to ruin my life, I need you to get rid of it. For good this time, I want it all out. I don't care what the price is, I'll pay anything." Her words were filled with anger, the thought of being so out of control freaked her out. She wouldn't stand for it, she couldn't.</span>