<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/4p2FwwY/starfire12.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><strong>Koriand’r</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304004.msg14848548#msg14848548)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Wednesday 1st May 2019<br/><strong>Location:</strong>House Of Mystery<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Long, deep purple, wrap jumpsuit with very high frontal thigh slits and very low V neck (as pictured – extra reference (https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2018/11/21/5bf55eaa12cd4a268770d8f0/m_5bf55eab035cf1946d4b8cbf.jpg)) paired with purple glitter stiletto heels (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8e/c2/95/8ec29537732242b186d245a5e299314a.jpg).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Zatanna / Constantine / Lucifer / Closed<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>---<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The appraising manner in which the dark-haired woman looked at her as she approached, did not escape Koriand’r’s notice. There was a familiar gleam of approval in her eyes, which the alien Princess had caught countless times before. She was used to receiving such attentions, not in an arrogant or egotistical way, but simply because that was how certain cultures operated across the galaxy; especially the liberated and uninhibited Tamaraneans. Whilst she was neither insulted nor alarmed by the other woman’s gaze, it was however, further impetus for her to investigate the woman a little more thoroughly than she’d initially anticipated. In the three days since she’d occupied the planet, this was the first Human female – if she even<em>was</em>a ‘Human’ – to give her that look. It would therefore by rude<em>not</em>to indulge in a communication exchange and take advantage of the opportunity to inspect a female who clearly wasn’t afraid to stare at her in return.<br/><br/>What did come as a surprise to Koriand’r though, was Zatanna’s reaction to the other language she had learnt from Lucifer. She was hoping that it would bridge a gap between communication whilst solve at least one of the many puzzles surrounding her friendly host’s mysterious background. Instead, she almost felt like she was being scolded by the woman’s cautionary advice. The language was<em>dangerous</em>to mortals?<br/><br/><strong>“Angelic?”</strong>She echoed the one word that did not translate very well to her own culture, and altogether, the unexpected revelation turned her into a visage of equal surprise mixed with confusion.<strong>“Oh… I did not know – ! I thought perhaps you were all one of the same.”</strong>She gently explained herself, worried that she might have caused offence. The woman at least did not look harmed in any way. In fact, she was being apologetic, though Koriand’r unfortunately did not quite understand what she was talking about.<em>Protect reality? Future John Constantine?</em>What did that even mean!?<br/><br/>Frowning heavily, she was about to look to Lucifer for help, but then Zatanna spoke in that strange language again, and Koriand’r’s undivided attention was instantly reclaimed. First, to the pen that suddenly jumped into the air, and then, to the ink being miraculously written into that same air. She gave a little gasp, as the ink spelt her formal name, but what really startled her was the suddenly implosion of the writing tool, just as it was about to write Lucifer’s name… She might have pondered the relevance of that properly, had it not been for Zatanna’s exclamation, using a word Koriand’r had more recently acquired.<em>Ah!</em>She knew this one! To ‘fuck’ meant to have the sex, so she blinked at the woman’s very bold invitation and lifted her brows.<br/><br/><strong>“You are wanting to do the fuck? <em>Now</em>?”</strong>Ironically, she was actually surprised by this. Even by the unreserved alien’s standards, the timing just didn’t feel quite right to instigate ‘the coitus’. Ignoring the Human male’s invitation to eat from the feasting table, Koriand’r’s gaze did not leave Zatanna. In fact, she quite brazenly looked her up and down, before quirking an eyebrow at her.<strong>“Mm… perhaps later,”</strong>she nonetheless casually brushed the invitation aside without a clear rejection.<strong>“For now, I would like to learn your language.”</strong><br/><br/>And that was that, no further warning was needed, as Koriand’r stepped into Zatanna’s personal space until she was staring down at the substantially shorter woman. Yet she was forced to pause there a moment, and look back over her shoulder at Lucifer as he addressed the woman. The men’s conversation was interrupting the moment, and though she was half tempted to turn her back on them both and follow her own agenda, the change of piano music succeeded in halting the alien a moment longer. When Lucifer returned his attention to Constantine though, she seized the moment with intent green eyes returning to Zatanna’s green hues. With a final step closer, she simultaneously lifted a hand to cup the side of the woman’s jaw, which<em>could</em>have been enough contact to instigate but the assimilation but really, where was the fun in that!? No, Koriand’r gladly wasted no time in leaning down in a graceful, sweeping motion, until her lightly tilted head was close enough to capture the other woman’s lips between her own. Behind her, she could hear Lucifer still taunting the other male, but something quite extraordinary happened, and it prompted her to press her lips with a firmer urgency against Zatanna’s, as though desperately trying to take something from her. Unless she was pushed away first, her closed eyes abruptly opened wide, and she’d pull away with a puckered sound after a few rather frustrated beats, to brandish the other woman with an incredibly confused frown.<br/><br/><strong>“It did not work!?”</strong>She both questioned and exclaimed, because unbeknownst to her, Logomancy was a<em>skill</em>, rather than a specific language. Indeed, she already possessed the root language, but to learn to speak backwards was not something what could simply be assimilated. Apparently though, Lucifer was done taking a sip of whatever he kept drinking from his levitating glass, and as a very confused Koriand’r took a step back, he in turn began to more formally introduce himself. The sound of his voice gradually curtailed her attention, and upon the title ‘King of Hell’, she abandoned her confusion over her inability to learn Zatanna’s tongue, and shifted her confusion to him instead.<em>King!?</em>She knew he hailed from the upper class and was perhaps a noble, but a<em>King</em>? Turning her body to face him, she immediately felt a little offended that he’d chosen to keep that information hidden from her. He knew she was a Princess, so why would he wish to keep his titles from her? Surely that should have encouraged him to share his own status and find common ground. Disappointment joined the fray of simmering emotions – didn’t he think her worthy of the information? Was it because he saw her as beneath him? No, that wasn’t it. An attempt at empathy and understanding overpowered her wounded shock. When she had been a slave on board the S. S. Starfire, had she not tried to hide her own rank? It hadn't mattered then that she was a Princess, and she's actually enjoyed the lack of attention. Should it really matter then? Besides, he was ‘formerly’ a King, now retired, which meant he had… abdicated? Perhaps he too, was tired with all the pomp and ceremony, and simply wanted to enjoy a simpler life? Yes, that seemed it be more likely, and she hoped that was the case. It was a move she could respect and understand. Was Hell then, the name of his home planet? Folding her arms beneath her bosom, her eyes lit up as she gaped at him.<em>Finally</em>she was getting somewhere with the eternal enigma!<br/><br/><strong>“I have a question!”</strong>She suddenly announced, once Lucifer was finished introducing himself, which she would no doubt have to question him about later. For now though, she turned her posture, adjusting herself so that she could look to Constantine, and then to Zatanna, without feeling that she wasn’t facing either one of them.<strong>“If you, who too can make this ‘magic’, which I do not understand, but are <em>not</em> from the same breeding as Lucifer, then… what are you? What do you want?”</strong><br/>