<span style="font-size: 10px"><b>Geneviève:</b><br/>
Geneviève lacked the ability to close her eyes so instead they rolled to the back of her head and glistened a white pearly colour under the candle light. Her breathing heavy she could barely hear Elyot over the sound of her beating heart and the blood that seemed to rush in her ears. The ritual between them had been one Geneviève looked forward to, the touch of the Imp’s mischievous hands combined with the heat of his mouth made Geneviève tremble with desire, she longed for the moments they were alone and they fed their vigorous lust together.<br/>
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A silent gasp escaped her and Geneviève’s eyes returned to the front, just as the playful Imp disappeared behind her, helping her with her exquisite gown. Turning her head she smiled to the reflection she caught of them in the mirror, her hands rising to slip into a pair of silk gloves. Letting her lips pull into a sly grin she held out her hand for the Imp as they stepped out into the bitter cold “You should know by now that harvesting a new selection of souls always invigorates me, Elyot” Geneviève sung as they forged their way through the snow to the main tent, standing back as Zendora finished her dazzling performance.<br/>
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The crowd soon erupted into applause as Zendora left the stage, Geneviève nodded her head to the enchanting alien and moved into the tent just as the stage fell dark. A single candle lit before Geneviève and seemed to float on its own, casting a soft glow onto the floor before her. “You are slaves!” Geneviève cried to the audience “Betrayed by your wanderlust and curious obsession with the strange and deranged!” <br/>
Stepping into the center of the stage Geneviève threw her arms up into the air and the tent filled with breath taking lights of all colours, causing the crowd to gasp and cheer. “You have been entertained by musicians of operatic heights and mischievous deeds, men of unbelievable strength and a dancer who is almost <i>out of this world</i>, but the best is yet to come! So relax and enjoy this as if it is your last day on earth!” With that Geneviève disappeared in a puff of glitter and smoke, leaving Elyot to astound the audience.</span>