Night Lights Out [Trever]

In the midst of all the chaos an unlikely woman who stood at about five foot six with pink cotton candy hair, fair skin, and deep sapphire blue eyes sat at the end of the bar. Sipping on a blue tinted colored drink which was entitled with the name tarantula. Its taste was rather sweet with a strong hint of alcohol; however, it bothered her none. She gazed around the room with her sinister eyes feeling as if someone had been staring at her. Who could ever blame her, she was a rather stunning woman, mind the fact that she was a Forsaken. Forsaken's aren't the majority of the population, but a minority since she hadn't encountered anyone like her yet. Nonetheless, she liked being uniquely identified as an individual.

This Forsaken who was a master at hiding her true identity liked to blend in with the rest of the posy, humans. Although she hated humans more than the T.A.P.T, it was easier to fit in with them so that she could be less likely to be found. She goes by the name of Kaede, Kaede Xantho, but most people know her as Cypress although its uncommon. She's rather new to the area and has not really met any other being since she's been trying to stay on the down low.
Kaede lightly tapped at the bar and asked another drink from the bartender. She sighed feeling as if the day could get any slower. She hadn't done anything lately except being cooped up in the alleys trying to stay away from all the madness the T.A.P.T had to offer. She was already identified a long time ago, and ever since then she felt as if the world wasn't safe any more. However, slowly but surely she's beginning to break out from her shell and start new. Kind of hard being identified as a loner; nonetheless, she's hoping it will change.

Lost in her own little world, Kaede slowly sipped her tarantula; however, her thoughts broke to pieces as the sound of a glass shattered not a few steps away. She blinked numerous times before she even turned to gaze at the commotion. As she turned her gaze slightly to the side, she saw a man, a rather stunning one for that matter, standing there as if he had accidentally dropped his glass on the wooden ground. From the short examination she had just done, Kaede knew that the man was a cop. She sat there not bothering to come to his rescue, he had this in control, but when he began to speak, as the words escaped his mouth, all Kaede could thing was a bunch of bull. She had encountered quiet a few men just like him; cheap pickup lines that would cause any living female to throw themselves at them hoping that they had find the right guy, but eventually getting their hearts broken because of a one night stand. She knew this all too well; she was one of them, except for the cheesy pickup line that the guy had just tried to pull on her.

A smirk appeared upon the contour of her lips, as she pretended to go along with it. Kaede was not one to be fooled so easily; she was a hard shell to break. "Has that cheesy pickup line got you anywhere before because hon' your out of luck." She raised a brow with the smirk still visibly planted on her face. It was a little hard for her to restrain herself from cracking a laughter or two, but she did it anyway just to make the man feel good about himself as if had picked one up for the night. Kaede turned to the bartender and signaled him to get a drink for the poor ole' cop who couldn't contain himself because he had just probably seen one of the many beautiful people in this world. That made her chuckle under her breath. It was hilarious to say the least. She patted the empty seat beside her as she signaled the cop to take a seat. She then turned back to her drink and took a sip. "Kaede Xantho, and no I've been around, my face is just new, at least to your eyes anyway." She nodded and went on to finish her drink. "Don't you have places to be, solving crimes, or possibly eating donuts?" She asked raising a brow as she questioned him.

Just like that the cop had her on his leash, or so he thought. Kaede was not one to be easily fooled by such compliments. Yes, she was aware that her beauty out shinned from all the other females in the room, and she was very aware of how remarkable beautiful she was. God had given her that; despite being a Forsaken and all, a demonic creature who cared less about the thoughts or cares of others. Kaede was a little different from most Forsaken; she liked to isolate herself from them. She identified herself as an individual who had a heart, but if you were ever to stumble upon another Forsaken, don't think their anything alike. One little thing though that raises her temper, is when someone treats her like a doll. She hates being seen as weak, and especially when someone treats her delicately. She is the opposite of that. She's strong and independent with a strong sense of chivalry. You can say; however, that Kaede has a split personality. When you first meet her, she can be rude and very disapproving, but once you've moved past that exterior she's quiet lenient and laid back. With that, she can also be very seductive and playful. Just like this man who was just a few inches away from her; sitting on the stool beside her.
"First mistake, do not call me a good girl; I'm far more better than they are. Secondly, don't even go there with "cute." Saying the last word with a twang. More than anything else Kaede despised being called such things. It was in her nature that getting angry by just those little small words could push buttons for her. She knew that the guy was just commenting her, but she could and would not accept being called a good girl or being defined as cute. Yes, her beauty was different from all the rest, but by all means there were far better words than that. She sighed under her breath and tapped the bar table lightly with the ends of her finger tips. Two strikes. She marked silently in her head, one more and he was out. That's how she played her game.

Kaede didn't mind the fact that he had called her babe; luckily for him he had a pretty face. That saved him, but at least for now. She had crossed her legs as she shifted her body to the side facing the man. She hadn't seen it earlier, but she could see his flesh. Remarkably sculpted like some God from an ancient Greek story from a lightly opened space from his uniform. She had to admit it was rather tempting. Back then, if she saw a man worth her taste and desire, she would pounce on them and do God knows what. However, she was a little different now; trying to restrain herself from doing anything she'd regret. She didn't regret much, hell, she regretted nothing.

As the man ran his fingers lightly and sensually down her upper arm, Kaede grinned. She listened to him speak as he pulled his face only a few inches away. She gazed into his eyes, not in that hypnotizing type of manner, but just a gaze where it seemed she felt drawn. Rather it was different. She wondered if the man could tell if she was only going along with his little plan that he had planned out, but nonetheless, she pressed on. "Favorite color red; it reminds me of all the miserable beings I've killed. I'm not a child who needs to dream; I'm an assassin. Pet? They would just die. Favorite dish? Men." She said the last few bit in a rather hushed and seductive tone as that smirk of hers visibly reappeared on the corner of her lips. Although that last part wasn't what he wanted to hear, it was what she gave him, probably far more better than naming out some random dish. She knew he was a cop and maybe her words might get her cought being he was an official and all, but it didn't bother her. His next questions were a little more different, hinted with a twang of seduction. Her smirk did not leave from her face, but stayed there. Kaede grabbed the man's tie and pulled him back closer to her face. She could smell that alcohol lingering from his breath as he slowly breathed. "Position? Whatever the partner likes. I'm not too picky." Although she did not answer most of his questions, she only answered what seemed fit and satisfying for his ears to hear. She bit her lower lip and released his tie, turning back to the bartender who was literally staring at them from the corner of his eyes. She signaled him for a another glass and smiled.