<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/04/Clarissa_Rue_Langford_Human_Thumb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Clarissa Rue Langford (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149383.msg7186321#msg7186321)<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Gehenna<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Izzy, Marc, Others<br/><hr/>Clarissa Rue Langford stared down at the man that sauntered into the club like he owned the place (which he probably did hmmm....) and spoke like he knew her (also probably did hmm...) Golden eyes narrowed as he commanded her. Even though he somehow knew her first name, no one told her what to do.<br/><br/>The dragon looked back at the demon in her hand. He was already weak before she had even picked him up. She originally chose him to separate the two sides, but it seems she had correctly chosen the intruder, the bad guy. He looked furious, too full of pride to allow himself to be picked up. Rue hated the denizens of hell, thinking they were the best creatures to ever walk the earth. As Rue glared at him, her fingers tightened around his frame. She could feel his bones being crushed; hear them breaking. His expression was pained as he tried not to scream. If he had had any energy left, he would've been able to easily heal his bones or maybe even prevent them from breaking all together. But he was weakened from the fight and could do nothing.<br/><br/>Rue stared straight at the man that had called her by a name she no longer used. Her fingers loosened and she released the highborn. In his broken form, he fell to the ground before crumpling. The wolf and angel jumped on him, holding him down. Probably unnecessary given his state, but you could never tell with a demon.<br/><br/>After he fell the dragon heard a squeaking at her feet, begging to ride. Izzyra heard a snarl in her mind, deep and echoing, as the dragon looked down. "<em><strong>I am no plaything nor a mount. I am far superior than you can ever hope to be construct. Know your place or I will put you there myself.</strong></em>" With that, the dragon gave a snort, a puff of smoke billowing over Izzy. Once done, Rue started changing back. The transformation was both hideous and beautiful at the same time. She shrank in size, bones breaking and regrowing as they became more human. Her armor-like hide softened to be more like flesh. She continued changing, her thick black skin eventually turned soft and smooth; thick long hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves, eyes bright and golden. In a brief moment, as the dragon hide receded, she stood completely bare and nude. For that brief moment, she seemed surreal, a tan beauty with leathery wings, thick tail and curved horns.<br/><br/>The moment passed and her tail shortened until was no more, wings folded into her back, and horns shrinking until they disappeared. Clothes seemed to melt from under her hide. This time she wore black business pants (http://media.victoriassecret.com/product/760x1013/V322506.jpg), low black heels (http://www.cytrap.eu/files/ComMetrics/2008/image/2007-02-02-Lauren-by-RalphLauren-highHeels-office.jpg), and a very provocative black vest (http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/Apparel/Vests//Lip+Service+Black+Halter+Vest-721506.jsp). She looked and smelled completely human before them as she tossed her hair over her shoulder. However, one could still sense the dangerous predator within. It was a similar feeling as a were in human form, the beast lurking just beneath the surface. However, unlike the primal wolf, full of pure instinct, the feeling from Rue was more magical and calculating, yet no less dangerous.<br/><br/>The dragon approached Marc after he had finished the theatrics with the demon. "<strong>You do not command me halfling,</strong>" she said threateningly, her voice rich and husky as if bellying the monster within, "<strong>And you owe me answers.</strong>