(http://mikes-images.com/eps/maternal/images/maternal_mq_256sd.jpg)<br/><br/>Callisto's mind raced upon hearing people approach. She was fairly certain it wasn't the queen based on the fact that M'Gul's scent was no longer near. Of course... it would be a foolish assumption because nothing lead her to believe M'Gul would be needed in the Throne Room quite yet. The Queen could have easily dealt with him and decided to arrive quietly herself. She wasn't of course... it wasn't the Queen at all. Callisto tilted her head as she believed she spotted Erato. Her right hand slipped into her belt, undoing one of several thin wrapped scarves that she began to playfully wrap around her index finger.<br/><br/>When she spoke, the voice was all the more confirming...<br/><br/><em><strong>My... Queen?</strong></em>she spoke, almost tediously and inquisitively. It was was a fairly well kept secret that Erato and Callisto were not exactly the best of friends. Callisto held no position of authority here in Hell, but her general closeness to the Queen was made extremely clear most of the time. Erato was one of the few demonesses who had managed to acquire a great balance between beauty and strength. It was something Callisto couldn't accomplish herself. Her desire to be able to roam earth freely as a near-Goddess made her very weary of adapting a frame that she might never be able to reverse from.<br/><br/>Callisto let the thin scarfing material unwrap from her finger with a brief 'thwang' before wrapping it again... then unwrapping it, fiddling with the material as she refused to get off the fae just yet.<br/><br/><strong>"I humbly request your audience."</strong><br/><br/>Callisto legitimately felt that her ability to have the best of both worlds was a point of tension between the two. Callisto could travel hell freely, but when earth-bound, she operated almost without rules. So few other demons could influence the state of man's affairs in a way Callisto could and it allowed her to operate freely despite the chain of command. Other demons and demonesses could resent her for it, they had a strict hierarchy after all, but Callisto's closeness to the Queen almost made her untouchable.<br/><br/>She was a prankster... she was manipulative, cunning... and of course, she was, in a sense a spoiled brat because of it in Erato's mind as well as some others. Rather than take offence to it however, Callisto found herself prone to own it...<br/><br/><em>-... and right now there was an opportunity she couldn't pass up.</em><br/><br/>A devilish grin passed through Callisto's features as she glanced back down at the Fae beneath her. She reached her left hand forward, stroking his jaw playfully leaning down for a brief kiss. Her lips serving a purpose of engaging him in something right now... but also preventing him from talking. She let the kiss linger, her lips moistly absorbing his taste demonstrating sheer luxury and elegance despite his bound state.<br/><br/>But then-... as she released his lips with her own...<em>she replaced them with the dark fabric of the light scarf between her fingertips.</em>Her right hand tediously and intricately wrapped around his lower chin, keeping his mouth from being able to close as she inserted the balled fabric. Her eyes glanced at Cael playfully, but with a subtle intensity as well as she applied a 2nd scarf, bringing a strip around his lips... hugging his cheeks with it and meeting behind his head completing the short term gag.<br/><br/><em>She was going to toy with Erato... an always pleasant experience... and she couldn't exactly trust a being as honest, perky and outright informative of all unimportant random facts to be quiet about something as <strong>truly important and not random as impersonating the Queen.</strong></em><br/><br/>Well... Callisto would never outright impersonate her, it would just be asking for trouble, but she could easily let Erato jump to the wrong conclusion right? After all... here she was... in the Throne Room... straddling the prisoner the Queen had been seen with prior. It would be more than reasonable for Erato to jump to this conclusion and Callisto would not do anything to rush correcting her error of opinion.<br/><br/><em>"Shh... don't speak."</em>she shook her head slowly, encouragingly, almost comfortingly to the bound Fae as she truly did wish that he could have been quiet throughout this new encounter. He may or may not... but for Callisto, there was just too much of an opportunity here to toy with Erato and it could be stuffed out instantly by the single wrong worded remark from the Fae.<br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/maternal/images/maternal_mq_034sd.jpg)<br/><br/><em>"What can I do for you, Erato?"</em>Callisto spoke, again, keeping attention on her words. Her only worry was that the grin of a malevolent new idea had to disappear from her face before she could feel truly<em>in character</em>Callisto would never outright impersonate the Queen to a good number of demons or demonesses, but her consideration of superiority over Erato actually made her expressions and tone of voice very natural.<br/><br/>She'd never actually confirm that she was the Queen, such an insult would be horrible to the actual Queen but she could certainly postpone denying it. She rose to her feet after giving La'Cael'Rah's right cheek a tender patting motion with her left palm. Her thumb grazed over the fabric of the gag she had applied replacing the view of where his lips would have been.<br/><br/>As she stepped over the Fae, she took a few paces her head nodding in recognition of Belphegor.<br/><br/><em>Well well... this <span class="bbc_u">was</span> a treat.</em>Her eyes also fell on the 3rd guest however... which told Callisto that whatever Erato was going to discuss had to be important. Knowing that she would never outright lie about being the Queen, Callisto suspected her prank might be very...<em>very</em>short lived. Still... she couldn't help but take a great deal of fun in tormenting Erato.<br/><br/>