<div class="floatleft">(http://i39.tinypic.com/2d7bjx2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Omen</strong><br/>Private estate<br/>Day one - Evening (Scorpio sun, Gemini Moon)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Alikama<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alice shielded herself with Omen the moment Alikama entered. Her billowing steps matched the pace of her blinking eyes. She seemed to churn under the heat of the fire, as if her blood was rising through her skin in a vapor. Omen turned to Alice and carefully introduced her. "Alice, this is Alikama. She has eaten men alive and worn their flesh for jokes." A smile flickered across his face at the visual rush that came connected to the memory. "She makes people swallow the same stone over and over again, pulling it from their stomach, through their ribs." Alice twisted with discomfort, and a paleness crept over her body, as if the pressure had emptied her without any penetration.<br/><br/>"She's older than I."<br/><br/>Alice needed to interupt to find out how terrible her situation was. "Have you ever done any of these things, Omen?"<br/><br/>"No." He smiled. "No I haven't." Omen paused, and tried to guide the young girl back to where he was originally going. "Do you want me to hurt the bad woman? Alice?" He sounded so sincere. Even to Alikama, she would know that he did plan on hurting her, in that special little way that she liked it. He planned on making her scream. His focus flared passed the child and onto the voluptuous shape of his chalice; his only mother, sister, lover, and enemy; the bottom of his descent; his moon. "Should I take vengeance on those quelled by her charm. Shall I... end the madness?"<br/><br/>Alice seemed unsure of what to say. It seemed to good to be true. "Yes."<br/><br/>Omen stood from his spot and charged Alikama. It was all play, sex, hunting, money, thrills, something fresh. He hit her hard and fast, wrapping his hand around her throat and shoving her directly toward the wall behind her. Alice's feverish gaze looked on over his shoulder.