"Talia..." Vivian tested out the gorgous redheads name. It seemed so sensual spilling off her tongue, as if promising dark lusts and delights. Still Vivian wasn't conciously trying to be that seductive...a little but she was well aware that Talia was struggling. The young demoness could see the want, the potential there and a shiver wanted to run up and down her body. Yet, she also still felt out of sorts after being ripped out of hell. She felt cold...the first time since becoming a demoness. She didn't shiver but it felt, so different, memories of the world washed through her. Yet, now she had different desires, wants, powerful senses. Her sensual aura was continuing to work on Talia, even with out realizing it. The raven haired demoness slowly brushed her fingers and jet black talon looking nails through her hair brushing a few locks behind her ears. She wore a miniskirt, of sorts, fishnets, gloves, but not much else. She shifted her position her shapely fit legs together and she let her hand run over the bed's sheets. Her cute nose quivered inhaling Talia's delicious scent.<br/><br/>The lust was in the air, she could spelll Talia was wet, lustful. It called out to her, to consume her soul, and or life force...but her other desires won out...Talia...Talia wasn't meant for that. Vivian wasnt' sure why she thought that way but...she did. She wouldn't kill Talia but she also...understood Talia's point of view. Demons did seek to corrupt, feed, spread chaos. Fuck, Vivian was planning to do that to Talia. Yet, yet she didn't want to unleash hell though part of her longed to part of her...felt the need to find a way to free her creator...and see him rampage...and help. 'No...' She told herself with a shiver. She took a deep breath her chest rising and falling full perfect breasts rising and falling as well. Her tail flicked occasionally but she seemed to gather herself and then slowly her hellfire eyes gazed to Talia's. Her sensual mouth quirked a faint smile though she had a pensive air about her, mixed in with that sinful air and lustful desires.<br/><br/>Her voice was sensual, and alluring but she tried to be honest though...not too honest. "To be truthful, I'm...feeling out of sorts, week. It wasn't my idea being here..." Vivian shivered remembering being ripped out. "I was ripped out...I was...going to an orgy...and then..." She closed her eyes and then when it opened she frowned the tips of her fangs gleaming a bit. "I've been melted before, blown up turned into a pile of white and black fluid and then pulled myself together. This...was like that but worse. It felt like..." She shivered glancing to the sword...feeling revulsion towards it. "Like something holy was trying to keep me there, plus hell...but something darker ripped me free...and it felt like chains were being put on me too..." She held up her wrists showing the signs of actual shackle impressions...the same with her legs near her hooves. She rubbed her wrists slowly her and winced. "Luckily you killing the witch...I think prewvented that and I was thrown into your shadow..." That was completely true, and the demoness's tail flicked a few times as she sat up a bit more her hands pressing into Talia's bed leaning forward a bit. Her sensual body on display. Yet she didn't seem to be emphasising it.<br/><br/>"Honestly, I'm tired, exhausted, hungry and just want...to sleep for a while. But...I don't want to go back. Talia, I know I'm soulless, I'm damned, I...accepted it in hell and even...enjoy it. BUT, I don't want to unleash hell or just go on a rampage. I'm not sure WHAT I want..." She sighed a bit her chin dropping down as her long raven hair almost fell over her face like a veil. Her pointed ears peaking out. "I wanted to become a professor, have children...then, save my aunt and cousin...and kill nazis...see them die...now..." Slowly her chin rose and her eyes as she gazed back into Talia's eyes. Her voice soft, sensual but uncertain. "I'm trying to sort it out. But..if you let me stay. I...can probably help. I can detect other demons, sense dark magic. I can use it too. I can throw fire balls, walk through fire, hellfire...with no problems. Among alot of other things. " She was kinda trying to make a deal. Though, honestly she knew what she wanted Talia, but...beyond that and staying out of hell she wasn't sure. She glanced around Talia's room noting so many new things she didn't understand and then gazed back to Talia's eyes again. "i'm not...." She hesitated then blinked...her nose quivering...tilting her head as if hearing somethiung.She shifted cocking her head bringing both legs up into her chest and holding herself. She felt...a summoning. "Someone's tapping into dark magic...specifically...a summoning spell..." She sounded half curious half longing and a bit afraid. "It's...aimed at hell but...it's tugging at me too...more like...a dog whistle..." She frowned and her eyes were suddenly on Talia. "Someone else is trying a similar summoning, not ...just like mine it feels aimed at something...more powerful..." Her voice was a mixture of emotions, lust, longing, hunger, fear, uncertainty. Yet she glanced towards one of the windows then back to Talia. "I might beable to get us close, if you are willing to trust me enough to investigate."