<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/15/9b/d8/159bd8603767a84d1b47b7e2fdce9c45--melanie-martinez-makeup-melanie-martinez-style.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Constance De Vil<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>8:00am 20th of October 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Zander's house/Roger Rabbit's Strip Club<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zander<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong>Mentioning Adon<br/><br/>"Zander, magic doesn't work on the Isle yet, remember? We have to break the barrier before you can use your magical abilities." People who were able to use magice seemed to always want to be able to and she couldn't blame them, hell if she could, she would be wishing she could use her powers too!<br/><br/>She gave the item back to her servant before tapping him on the shoulder. "Come on, time to go to Roger Rabbits..." She knew Adon was there, sadly it was the only place he could be. Thanks to the lot in life he'd been given. Walking with Zander, they headed to the strip club. She'd always found it amusing as she walked how people would literally split like the sea before her, afraid she might do something to them.<br/><br/>Constance had a reputation, she was the baddest bitch of them all and she would do whatever she had to do to prove it. Opening the door to the strip club, she stepped in and saw Adon....or Donna as he/she was called. "Ah...just the person I want to see... Adon, can I have some of your time?" She asked, calling by his real name even though he was going by Donna in his female form.<br/><br/>She was one not to care about using his stage name, because frankly, she liked making someone squirm or even get irritated. She didn't wait for his answer, only snapped her fingers and motioned to the table in the corner, where no one was sitting near so they wouldn't likely be overheard. She then took her seat facing the direction Adon would be coming from, smiling wickedly at him.