she's a maneater; make you work hard, make you spend hard

[mercyisweakness]

Who: Crematia and YOU
Where: Everywhere in the City level, take your pick
Summary: Crematia goes on a stroll. Naked.
Warnings: She is quite possibly the most awful person to grace your presence. Expect her to fling mockery from her behalf, threats, temper tantrums, to even possibly bodily and emotional harm. Watch out.

Crematia misses her lair greatly. She misses fire and the sulfuric stench, the heat, the danger, everything of Darklady Mountain. And no words, not even the most awful curses uttered from demons from the Abyss, can fully convert her contempt and hatred for this place. She despises it so much, she spits fire everywhere, hoping the buildings will catch fire. Of course, they never do, as Stacy - Crematia hates Stacy as much as she hates Aurican - will find a way to stop her fire and try to discipline Crematia.

Really, what is it and these stupid lesser beings that don't understand she is better than any of them? It is not a hard concept to understand.

Which is why Crematia is walking around in the City level in human form, completely nude. In her logic, if no one will see her something to revered then she is something to be remembered. 

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[grimbiker]

Why so agitated? It might have something to do with having to see a woman without her clothes on. It all went downhill from there.

"I'm someone who's fought people like you for as long as I've been able." He weighed his options. He knew past crimes were forgiven- or at least ignored- on this ship. Unless Crematia did something he would have to let this pass.

"Word of advice," He said, turning back in the direction he'd come from. "Keep your hands off the crew- and put some clothes on."

[mercyisweakness]

"I am already part of the crew, boy," she states, leaning in, eyes staring straight at him. "I have the need and desire to revenge against those have the audacity to decide to make me their enemy. I have no quarrel with you or others - unless they make the first step against me."

When she smiles, there is a coldness to it. "I was born from the flames of the Abyss and the will of the Dark Queen. You can't tell me to do anything and expect me to obey it. Dragons never obey lesser beings."

[grimbiker]

Sirius let out a laugh that sounded like a bark, not even bothering to turn back to face her.

"Am I supposed to be scared? You're not even trying." He started walking away. He held up a hand and waved it. "So long. Don't say I didn't warn you."

[mercyisweakness]

"That's because I'm not trying at all," she says with a leer. "Getting all puffed up and swagger over nothing? I hate to see you seeing - what's they call it? - The Real Deal. Especially in battle."

Just to mess with his head, as he starts to turn away Crematia teleported, appearing right in front of him. Invading his personal space. "You are a queer one, I admit. I thought all human males like females - especially without clothes. So why the attitude?"

[grimbiker]

Sirius started but aside from that wasn't surprised at the teleportation. Most wizards traveled through Apparation but most wizards weren't rude enough to do it to get in front of someone.

"You answered your own question." He snapped. "Now get out of my face before this gets ugly."

[mercyisweakness]

"Hmm, no." She says after a moment of consideration. "I decided you amuse me, so I will ignore your paltry insults." For now, anyway.

"I like to know your name."

[grimbiker]

"Too bad." Turning around didn't do him much good before so he walked around her, wand still in hand.

[mercyisweakness]

She follows him with the intensity of a lovesick puppy. Or a stalker.

"I won't stop until I have your name," she says with a little seductive hiss.

[grimbiker]

To think, Sirius had thought this was annoying at Hogwarts. At least most of the girls there had been nice and could take a hint. Not that he hadn't enjoyed the attention almost always every now and then.

"You're not going to get it." He said flatly, sticking to his pace. "Not from me. My standards aren't nearly low enough to so much as think of giving you the time of day."

[mercyisweakness]

"But my standards, on the other hand, are very high. You should feel honored, to be considered worthy by a red dragon. That rarely happens."

Of course, if it pleased her, she could have burn the boy to a crisp. But she's playing nice due to Stacy, of course.