Chunyang didn't even twitch when she felt the cold of her shadow near her.  The voice out of the nothing, did not startle her either.  No, Yurei, if nothing else, calmed her.  She smiled, the warmth of her lips reaching her eyes.  It was for Yurei that smile.  Her lips moved imperceptibly as she spoke.  There was something odd about the scene in the room.  The man on the throne was surrounded by nubile and naked bodies but something was off.<br/><br/>The air pusled with lust.  She could feel it as it beat a staccato of power along her bare flesh.  Her brow furrowed and she tried to figure it out but could not.  Her smiling lips pursed in thought.  She looked about the room, seeing an orgy like she had never seen before.  Not even the random porn she had watched as research had anything on this.  She could see that the men and women were into each other.  happy even, to partake in sweat slick bodies but it seemed like it was stunted.  Like it was lacking something.  It didn't matter.  She was here to kill and even though it would make her happy to leave a massacre, it was not their way.  They were suppose to be unseen.  Not leave trails of bodies.<br/><br/>"Too easy.  Like lambs to the slaughter.  Has humanity forgotten to defend itself?"  She paused, then continued, her lips unmoving as she spoke and voice so low only someone at her shoulder would hear.  "I think I am missing something here, Yurei.  All does not seem like it should in the land of lust.  It seems the energy here is duller.  I'm missing something.  I have to get closer."<br/><br/>She pushed off the wall, knowing if she entered the room, she would no longer be another element of the room.  She would be noticed.  It was her part.  Lure him close into a false security and then kill him.  Something like that.  She slinked her way through the writhing crowd, her eyes of ice on the man before her.  She set her illusion to shimmer as if she were a floating dream coming towards him.<br/><br/>Hair like a curling cloud of silver white, she gave her curved hips a little more shake and her chest a little more shimmy.  She was an embodiment of sensuality as she twisted her way through the path of writhing bodies.  She let a hand trail from her hair and over her breasts smoothing out the dip of her waist and over the roundness of her hip.  Her shapely legs crossed over one after another and and her white dress fluttered around pale creamy thighs.  Her tongue danced over full lips to wet them.  But mostly it was her eyes.  Eyes that hypnotized.  How could one not look into those strange eyes and not be intrigued.  Could even Lust ignore her simple truths?<br/><br/>Then there also was the strange paradox.  Her body was sin and yet at the same time, she held an innocence about her that belied everything.  As if the message and the messenger didn't match but which did one believe.  What was seen or felt?  It was too bad none could see her shadow.  For within the confines of that darkness was a true beauty unmarred by the world.<br/><br/>She stopped when she was close enough.  Her lip twitched when she got close enough and saw exactly what the women were doing to his lap.  Luckily, she knew enough to control her disgust.<br/><br/>"Excuse me?  I seem to have gotten lost, this place is huge.  Can you tell me where the bathroom is," she asked, her voice pure and sweet as she spoke.<br/><br/>Chunyang was assured that her sister, sister because she loved Yurei more than any bloodsib, was near.  The loyalty between them was absolute.  No matter if the monster Yurei feared consumed her, Chunyang would go to Hell and back to retrieve her friend.  This world was lonely and without Yurei, this world was not worth living.  She would do what she must but never without her sister shadow.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>