<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/xPDuY2P.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lustlie Infernus<br/><strong>Monster: </strong>Incubus<br/><strong>Age: </strong>19<br/><strong>Day and Time:</strong>Week One | Monday mid-day (lunch break)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Creepateria<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Damon/Open<br/><hr/><br/>Lustlie hadn't noticed Damon approaching. The fallen angel's sudden, loud voice startled him, causing him to leap back and flatten against the nearby wall. "N'aaah!" he blurted eloquently. His startlement caused his own heart to start racing, which in turn started sending waves of lust to the other people around him. It only lasted for a few seconds, but that was often more than enough for Lustlie's liking. A few couples nearby that had been sitting close together started kissing and light fondling, their inhibitions about doing things like that in public temporarily suppressed.<br/><br/>"Uh... it's... political fiction," he stammered out. "It's about... monsters being treated like they were... the property of the government." He knew that sounded lame, but it was as close to a good description as he could get on short notice.<br/><br/>After a moment, he tentatively held a hand out. "I'm Lustlie." Part of his mind said that it would be polite to say, "Pleased to meet you," but he didn't<em>feel</em>very pleased...<br/><br/>