[Staff - On Duty]<br/><br/>Persephone materialized upon the Fairway looking for some fresh new meat. It had been awhile since she had found a suitable male to play with; almost an entire week! She enjoyed the stares she got from the male patrons as she walked by. She was not very tall, but tall enough to intimidate some men. She had put on her favourite black underbust corset today which proudly highlighted her assets. She wore little else; her thigh high boots & long finger gloves being the extent of her outfit. Tucking her devil wings back, her long aqua hair covered them…mostly. She chuckled as some woman gave her an ugly look. Turning to her, she made a face & hissed, laughing uproariously as the woman screamed and ran away. Ah yes, there was always fun to be had at Madame’s Carnival.<br/><br/>She was more than a little grateful to Madame for allowing her to predate upon her guests. She knew enough not to cross Madame; she would follow her rules and not kill anyone outright. Of course, should that guest encounter Persephone outside the Carnival…well, one cannot say that they would be entirely safe, could one? Of course, Madame was off hunting some ghost or another, so Persie wondered exactly how much she might be able to get away with now. Ah well, better not risk it, she thought.<br/><br/>As she wandered the fairway, Persie kept an eye out for a good looking male worth her time. You don’t live over 3,000 years without becoming just a tad picky about who you make your prey. Looking over the Penny Arcade, there were nothing but scrawny teenagers with bad haircuts and black eyeliner. Ugh, no thanks, she thought. As she turned a corner, she spotted him. How could one miss him? That swagger, that cocky air…it just screamed “break me” to her! Grinning, she watched as he threw a ball, his muscles quite apparent beneath his shirt. Tossing her hair a little, she strolled over to him, standing just to his right. She decided not to wait until he noticed her. Instead, she licked her lips and gave him a long, slow look from the top of his pretty head to the tips of his cowboy boots. She put one hand on her hip, the other reached out to stroke his arm lightly. “Yum, yum! Gimme some!” she said, tilting her head to the side as she waited for his reaction.