<div class="floatleft">(http://oi64.tinypic.com/wu429d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Simone Praceti<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Back Room of the Underworld Tavern<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Midday (ish)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>Simone smiled and nodded at Fey, appreciating the compliment and the speed with which she came to the right conclusion about their course of action.<strong>"Eight PM it is,"</strong>Simone said for everyone's benefit, then waved goodbye to Fey as she left. She caught the card Clay flung at her and peered at it, nodding as she fixed his name in her memory.<strong>"You're right, it's Halloween,"</strong>she said, confirming his answer to TJ's question. She opened her mouth to answer the question Clay posed and chuckled as TJ clarified the matter for him before she got to it. As the two men spoke, she ran a fingertip through her hair then down the side of her neck slowly. Her thoughts didn't register on her face or in her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile as the coin seared it's image into Clay's palm accompanied by his screams and the smell of a fall bonfire.<strong>"Stings like a bitch, no?" </strong>She says nonchalantly and then lost sight of Clay when TJ followed suit and took hold of his coin, quoting the Peanuts and making a smile rise on her lips that didn't reach her eyes.<br/><br/><strong>"I will,"</strong>Simone replied as she accepted the napkin TJ wrote on. As she did their gaze met and lingered. The darkness that lived inside her grew curious to taste the secrets held within his eyes, heart and mind so Simone tapped into her Lust and peered into the depths of his being. As she did so, the scent of him, wild, primal and powerful wafted over her, making her nostrils flare of their own accord and her dark eyes grow wide with something akin to hunger. Something in him called to the darkness in her and she wasn't sure if she would fight it or surrender and see what sort of wickedness might come of it.<br/><br/><strong>"TJ, what's your rush..."</strong>Simone purred languidly then rose up from her seat.<strong>"I would have thought a strong, gallant man like you would want to walk a lady home..."</strong>she mused, sounding more disappointed then flirtatious, but only a little. She sighed, ennui filling her eyes as she let her words sink in. Then she reached for her coat and slipped it on, waiting to see how TJ would respond to her before making his way out of the Crossroads.