<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">An uproar of high pitch giggles swarmed from behind her. Just as she turned around, her arms were taken up by delicate fingers, while four girls surrounded the demon. Each of them carried a floral fan, hiding their lips behind them as the smiled devilishly at her. "You must be my new daughter" said a woman who drowned in jewels, but was rather short, with a large stomach that hung over her waist, much different then the rest of the girls. She would be best known as the owner of the palace. Avia didn't answer, she merely quirked a brow at the stranger. But she wasn't allowed the chance to, whilst another girl spoke, "There is no way that this will do." the woman's fingers twirled around her silk tie playfully, before letting it fall against her chest. "Come! Come! We'll get you into something.. a little more sexy. I'm sure you'll pull in a lot of cash for us." Another one, gripped at her hand gently, tugging her up the stairs, with another one pushing her from the back, up the stairs. Her emeralds opened wide as they whisked her away. She didn't retaliate though, it was something to experience. It was her purpose in entering the human land anyways.<br/><br/>In a matter of minutes, the females ravaged her body, taring at the clothes off her body and replaced them just as quick. Forcing her into a chair, her lips were painted with a luscious red, her hair adorned with beautiful golden pins, small pearls danging from them. A rosy blush tainted ivory skin. Standing her up, the dragged her in front of a mirror, where she was left stunned, along with the other girls. Avia stood their, wrapped with a long black silk kimono, decorated with soft pink sakura petals that hung loosely near the edge of her shoulders, revealing the black straps of her bra. The low cut gown, revealed her voluptuous cleavage, teasing at every mans desire.  "Pretty isn't she?" the owner smiled with greed. "Pfft.. not as pretty as me though." fanned another, rolling her eyes. "Okay!" snapped the hostess, patting her tush lightly, while putting to large feathered fans into her palms, that hung just below her waist. "You'll be the main act tonight." <br/><br/>Avia blinked at the female with a dumbfounded expression.<strong> "Excuse me? But.. I just got here."</strong> Waving a hand in front of her face casually, the girl chuckled. "You'll be fine dear, just use your body the best you can. Even if you stood there, you'd get enough attention." Once again, she was immediately taken to the entrance of the stairs. <br/><br/>The lights flicked off. A hush came over the customers and hosts. A spot light shone against the top of the stairs, with the 'mother' of the house, a term used for a female who trained the girls. "Welcome! My most honored guests." She bellowed out loud, with a small curtsy. "Tonight, I have a new daughter, that I would like to introduce you to." Reluctant, Avia stood in the dark, pushing against the girls that were forcing her into the light. "Okay girls, 1, 2, 3!" coached a girl, while all four of the females shoved her all at once. Staggering forward into the open, her green orbs, squinted at the illuminating bulb, as she dug her toes into the ground, making herself stop before she collided with the fat lady. <br/><br/>Immediately, whistles and howls shook the walls as they witnessed her beauty. The thick sweaty fingers of the 'mother' could be felt around her wrist as she guided her down the steps and stood at before the stage. "Calm down fellas." The black eyes of the woman, covered in wrinkles, looked her down and up, meeting her eyes, nodding as she came up with a name for her. "Jade will be pleasing your eyes with a enchanting dance of feathers. Please be good and enjoy her." With that, she was left there alone, feeling the beady eyes of the sleazy swines, the thick aura of the disgusting thoughts, that she could easily read, fed her demonic tendencies. Her head hung a bit with her bangs shadowing her expression. She wanted to see just how easy it was to get a man and how good his blood would taste. The exotic vibrating sounds from the string of a zheng, broke the silence, echoing through the large room. In tune, she raised an arm up ever so slowly, above her head, opening her lower fingers, allowing the folds of the feathers to fall elegantly. The dance of seduction was now beginning, gracing the eyes of a few unlucky men, who would meet their end tonight. <br/><br/></span>