What You Need
Emotion Control: standard (rank 1)
She shook as we stood alone in the elevator. The numbers ascended at a quick pace as she wore a designer knock off dress she probably stole from the club and a feathered mask I made her put on. I was wearing my usual black domino mask as she kept looking around. It was as if she was waiting for something to happen to her as the doors opened to the elevator. I let her out first as we looked down the stark white hall way leading towards a set of intricate French doors.
She walked slowly, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as I placed my hand in the middle of her upper back. I rubbed her smooth skin softly as I leaned over and whispered to her.
“It’s all going to be fine. I’m here for you, and you trust me.”
She stopped shivering almost right away as the doors opened slowly.
High for This
Flight: superior (rank 2)
I suddenly wake up on a pile of coats and two girls on the floor naked sleeping beside each other. I remember doing a line back in the living room as I heard a couple going at it behind the couch. I quickly get up and throw my shirt and pants on as I pass by people in various states of intoxication and dress. Glasses were strewn all along the marble floors, the party was over and I barely remember it. My head throbs as I open random doors, some eliciting squeals and screams as I look for the girl from the club.
I finally open one of the bathroom doors, stumbling in as I make a face at a poor guy praying to the porcelain gods. As I turn to leave I hear some laughter and look over at the standing stall shower and there she is, smiling and covered in balloons as she kicked them up into the air only to have them drop back down again. As I open the shower door the balloons spill out and she comes along with them as she mumbles to me.
“That was amazing Zone, we gotta do this again! Woooo!”
Grabbing her I pick her up and carry her over my shoulder. I start making my way for the balcony.
“Where are we going, are we taking a cab?”
“I had a better idea, hold tight.”
She screamed and hollered in excitement as I pushed off and flew into the night sky.
The Party and the Aftter Party
Regeneration: superior (rank 2)
“Don’t leave, please.”
She had torn off my shirt as she ran her hands up and down my body. I turned around to face her as her eyes twitched in the darkness scanning over me.
“Didn’t you get into a fight today? Didn’t some crazy guy stab you in the stomach?”
I smiled at her as I said “I heal fast.”
Laying her back on her bed I looked into her eyes as I asked “are you sure you want me to stay?”
“Yes… why… why wouldn’t I?”
“Because, I can last a very long time.”
House of Balloons
Induced Sleep: standard (rank 1)
It was almost nine in the morning as I sat at the edge of her bed. The sun was shining through her old drapes as she tossed and turned beside me. I looked over at her as I placed my hand on her forehead. I closed my eyes as the darkness slowly faded and revealed to me her dream. She was lying amongst balloons, kicking them up. The balloons filled the room as I stood in front of her naked, laughing and watching her play. I held my hand there for a moment longer before I opened my eyes. She had stopped stirring, hugging a pillow, sound asleep.
Quickly putting on my clothes I step out of her widow and fly off, the sun beaming into my eyes as I mutter to myself.
“Damn, you didn’t even bother learning her name this time.”