"No!" she said when he got to his second option. She instantly shifted around, straddling him and holding his face between her hands.<br/><br/>"No more spreading the faith," she said, "I'll feed for  you, but I'm not sending anyone your way..."<br/><br/>She made a growling noise, though she wasn't sure where it came from. She put her hands on his chest, and claws slid from the tips of her fingers.<br/><br/>"If I find you with someone else..." she said, in a low, threatening tone, "I'll kill them..."<br/><br/>She wasn't sure why, but her jealousy was postively palpable. Mundanes, humans, whatever, them, she'd be willing to feast on in his name, kill, maim whatever, for him, certainly, for vengence, but she sure as hell wasn't going to have her dark master cheating on her. It was a strange thought, but she was possesive, and she wasn't going to share. She had no problem being shared out, if he wanted, but she couldn't bear having him be with other women. Somewhere in her personality, that much had become hardwired.<br/><br/>She stood up, and disappeared. Her speed was immense, and it came in bursts. She found her way back to the main strip of the Night Parade. Suddenly it seemed different, instead of a dark, wierd circus of freaks it was a vibrant, twisted, congregation of the supernatural.<br/><br/>She set about the task at hand, finding a pair of young men straight away. They looked like they were in high school, eighteen, probably. She walked up to them, and they, seeing her, were instantly staring. She was, still naked, and wet, and she was probably quite the sight.<br/><br/>She didn't need the glamour, though, she knew she could use it if she did.<br/><br/>She didn't say a word, pulling the closest one into a quick kiss, while she grabbed the other's manhood, underwhelming though it was for her after Alastor, and then released them both, turning away and walking towards the house of mirrors.<br/><br/>The pair followed quite easily.