Scarlet Letter [Alana]

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So this one-week wait to heal and fully regenerate, really didn't work out for Lisbeth the way she thought it would. It became a two-week thing, and Lisbeth was really losing her patience. She didn't want to stay much longer. She wanted to go back and fight, and with another recruit too, Jasmine. Her leg wound ended up becoming infected (no thanks to her supernatural wound freezing thing she apparently had), and was taking longer than the norm for such a wound to heal.

This was a good time for Lisbeth to wish she was a normal teenager. She'd done all of it right. Didn't even need to books for it, because she was just that good. Unfortunately, karma was an extraordinary b****. One day, Lisbeth would level up to karma and beat it. For now...Lisbeth needed clothes. She had only had two outfits, and they were really getting old, with how many times she'd washed them. Just another pair of leggings and a nice white tee would be fabulous. Maybe a pair of pumps, too. And a sequined belt would be lovely as well. Earrings, too.

By the time Lisbeth arrived at the clothing shop, she had come up with an entire outfit. She had some money leftover, and hoped to find a job on the island, even if a temporary one, since she needed to live for a little here. It wasn't long before she had almost everything in a basket, very content with all she'd found. There was still one more thing, and that was the tee. Once she snagged one, she strolled on over to try it out before buying it. As she walked out to find something else, the person beside her stall came out as well, and Lisbeth couldn't help but look, and a bit rudely too.

It was a brunette girl, with perfectly-shaped pink lips and long lashes. She was pretty, pretty enough for Lisbeth to stop in her tracks to admire her. "That top is very form-flattering, sweetheart. I say get it," Lisbeth flirted with a wink and a smile. Could Lisbeth help it? The girl was her type.

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Living on land was so much different than living under the sea. The climate above water changed so constantly! And it was getting colder and colder on land. Lana wasn’t particularly fond of the cold and she wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to do about it. Things didn’t get this cold under the water. The currents ran a bit colder or a bit warmer depending on the time year, but this was something that she was not used to at all. It seemed like she needed new clothes again.

Alana had wanted to wait for Akinyi to ask if maybe the girl would want to come with her to go shopping, but she hadn’t seen Akinyi at all and she probably couldn’t wait for the younger girl. It was getting too cold and the mergirl was sensitive to the cold. She needed warm clothes and really, the sooner the better. So she’s dragged herself down to the store and allowed herself to look at some of the clothes that looked warm and comfortable.

The mergirl looked at the outfit that she had picked out in the little stall, but she wasn’t sure about it. It was probably because the light was so harsh. Maybe she just needed a different perspective, so she stepped out of the stall, looking for a different mirror. One hand brushed her thigh as she looked around nervously for a different mirror to look into. She wasn’t sure about the pants. They were called “skinny jeans” and only reminded her that she had two legs instead of a beautiful fish-scaled tail, but she had liked the color. It reminded her of her own tail. It hadn’t quite been this color, but it was in the same color family and that at least was comfortable.

Alana whipped around at the sound of the voice, her eyes wide with the sudden and unexpected voice and her body tensed. Then she took in the girl. She was blonde and…well she was beautiful. She was probably the prettiest girl that Lana had ever seen. Her mouth dropped open when the wink and smile were tossed away and the mergirl had to look around to make sure the pretty girl was talking to her at all. But there was no one else around and Alana turned back to looked stunned at the girl for a moment. This couldn’t be happening to her. Girls didn’t flirt with her as much as she wished they would. They just didn’t.

Lana realized that she had been staring at the girl and flushed suddenly and looked away. “Thanks,” she said softly, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips because the beautiful girl had flirted with her. The girl had actually flirted with her and Alana was too dumbfounded to say anything at all. Instead she glanced back up at the girl and flashed a smile, because the prettiest girl had actually made a comment to her! Lana was fairly certain she could die happy now.

Outfit here

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Usually, when something (or someone) caught Lisbeth's eye, she held on tight to that first look. It was always the most critical moment, when someone saw a potential conquest. It was good to know why they'd caught her eyes from the beginning, and what it was about the conquest that she liked. With this girl, Lisbeth knew it was the eyelashes and the lips. There was something about those two features that she really liked. The way the other girl probably didn't even know how beautiful and absolutely graceful long lashes made a girl look. Or how lovely the shape of her lips were.

But that wasn't all. Lisbeth had swiftly done a look-over this girl. The way she carried herself, shyly, almost...almost timidly. And the way she could barely look up at Lisbeth when she spoke. Her soft voice. Actually, there were many things Lisbeth liked about this person. Way too many to pass on. And whatever this girl's sexuality was, she was going to have to change it for a little while, if only for Lisbeth's experiments. Besides, it's been a while since Lisbeth really pursued someone. Maybe this island wasn't so bad.

Lisbeth smiled again, then reached out to to place a couple of fingers under the other girl's chin, to lift her head higher. "Oh, come now, a face like this should be worn with pride. You've got the looks, and you certainly know how to dress yourself," Lisbeth said with a little smirk, pausing for a second, "so don't tell me you don't get complimented every day." It might be a little too much, but Lisbeth was one for compliments. Her type often lacked self-esteem, and this way, it was a win-win. She got what she wanted as the dominant half, and she helped the other girls to feel better about themselves.

"Sorry." Lisbeth drew back her hand, but then held it out towards the other girl. "I'm Lisbeth, and," she feigned a sheepish giggle, "I tend to be a bit bold, so I apologize for that. I'm working on knowing where my own business is." But Lisbeth made it clear from the intense, yet welcoming stare that this girl...was Lisbeth's business now.

Outfit!

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Alana’s heartbeat skyrocketed the moment the other girl touched her and lifted her chin and her eyes went wide again. She was so caught up with the fact that the beautiful girl was actually touching her that she almost didn’t hear the words. And when she did hear what the other had to say to her she blushed immediately, heat spreading across her cheeks and then the rest of her face, even stretching down to the back of her neck. She’d known this girl for all of five seconds, but she was already saying really nice things that Lana was very certain were all lies. She almost wanted to believe them because the pretty girl had told her the pretty lies, but she knew deep down that they weren’t true. She shook her head. “I don’t,” she told the girl truthfully. “Half the time people don’t even know I exist. I’m practically a clown fish and never leave my anemone.”

What was strange was that Lana felt like she would leave her metaphorical anemone if this girl asked her to. It frightened her a bit. She’d always found girls attractive, but this girl was just everything that Alana wasn’t. She was beautiful and calm and confident. She shouldn’t feel so strongly about someone she had just met, but this girl had startled her and surprised her. Granted, most people startled her, but this girl was different. The mergirl couldn’t figure out why though.

Alana could only watch with awe and wonder as the girl extended her hand to her and she took the hand in her own, blushing again under such an intense gaze. “Lana,” she blurted out and then quickly felt like an idiot because that wasn’t even her given name. That was just her nickname. “I mean,” she amended quickly, “I’m Alana, but sometimes I go by Lana or sometimes I just get called Princess.” Her brain caught up with her a moment later when she realized what she’d just said and she looked horrified and panicked. “Not that you should call me Princess because I prefer Alana. I just happen to also be a princess, but that doesn’t matter to me. Most of the time I’d rather not be. A princess that is.” She was screwing up so badly. She just needed to stop talking. “Sorry. I don’t mean to keep talking. I’m just nervous. Not that you make me nervous. I just, I just need to stop talking.” She clamped her mouth shut and bit her bottom lip. Princess lessons had never gone over this.

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Really, did people not see this girl when they were looking at her? Lisbeth though she was absolutely darling, and this was Lisbeth's opinion, something which often mattered when it came to people and their looks. She didn't like just anyone, either. It was a bit more difficult when Lisbeth was dealing with the boys, since she didn't really have a type there, and they were all very much the same with their egos, their prides, and just about everything else that made their heads blow up to ten times bigger. But with girls, Lisbeth stuck to one kind, and that one kind had never let her down, not once.

The girls were sweet, caring, and far too adorable for Lisbeth to overlook them, especially ones like this one. "Well, sweetheart, half the time, people must be completely blind for them to act like you don't exist," Lisbeth pointed out, an encouraging smile on her face, but with entire seriousness as well. "You should probably start leaving that anemone, because there might be fish in the sea looking to find you." Obviously, she was talking about herself. See, it was just so much simpler with girls. They were absolute darlings who practically ate out of Lisbeth's gentle hands.

Of course, at this next introduction, Lisbeth was highly amused. She was trying her best not to start laughing at how much this girl was stumbling. At least Lisbeth knew that she'd caused this nervousness in this girl - Alana, and she delighted in the fact. It was always so much fun to see these girls blush at a mere smile from Lisbeth, or watch them forget what they were trying to say. There was just so much to learn from every single girl Lisbeth's pursued, and she had to admit that this one was by far, the most entertaining. She wasn't even cruel about it; this was simply bringing joy to Lisbeth's life. If only a smudge of it.

Lisbeth just had to bow her head in acknowledgement of royalty's presence at this. Alana seemed far too...nervous to be a princess, but Lis highly doubted this girl could lie like that. "Alana," Lisbeth repeated, trying out the girl's name on her lips. "Pretty name. It suits you very well." Oh, Lisbeth was given a lot of information which she could use to her own advantage. Nothing deliciously evil, since she knew that if she tried her hand at being cruelly nice, then the girl would just melt away, surely. No, this one needed to be cared for, and Lis could offer just that. "I don't mind that you talk. You have a really smooth voice."

The one thing Lisbeth kept glancing at were Alana's lips. She had a ridiculous fetish with lips (probably why they were the first things Lisbeth noticed), ever since she realized that using her own would be deadly. They were the one thing Lisbeth would always desire, and never be able to have. But she had to say it. As daring as it was, Lisbeth had no problem with saying it. "You've got a beautiful shape to your lips, Princess. Do you use them much?"

There. That should do it.

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(So sorry it's taken so long to reply)

Princess lessons had never taught Alana how to talk to girls. Well, they had, but not in this way. Not in the way she was supposed to talk to boys. Not that Alana knew anything about flirting or anything like that. She’d also really rather never flirt with a boy ever. Not that she could even flirt in the first place because she was too shy to really talk to anyone. And now she was just making a mess out this. She was hopeless.

Alana gawked at Lisbeth’s words, staring at her as if she couldn’t believe those words had fallen from the other girl’s lips. Really, Lana couldn’t believe it because that sounded suspiciously like flirting and no one flirted with her. She was just a nobody. She wasn’t even all that important. She was the second youngest in her family so there was no way she’d ever become a queen and most days she’d rather spend hiding in a kelp field where she only had fish for company. And the occasional bottom dweller. The mergirl didn’t even know what to say to this maybe possibly flirting thing because she didn’t know how to do it. She didn’t know how to do this at all.

Lisbeth was complimenting her on her name and Alana gave her a small smile at that. It was perhaps the one thing she liked about herself. “Thank you,” she said politely. She almost blurted out that her mother had given her the name, but at last minute she kept it to herself. She didn’t want to share that just yet. It was still too personal.

And then the next comment had Lana gaping and gawking at Lisbeth again. If she hadn’t been flirting before, she was definitely flirting now. Alana didn’t know what to do as she stood there gaping at the other girl, feeling heat bloom across her face. This was too much. Girls didn’t flirt with Alana. There wasn’t anything special about her. Girls weren’t supposed to flirt with her. This didn’t happen. She was supposed to watch and pine from afar but never approach because this didn’t even happen in her wildest dreams. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. No. No, it was too much. She needed to hide and go back to being unnoticed.

Alana turned tail and ducked back into the changing room.

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Lisbeth was a little disappointed. She would have expected a little more to roll from the princess's mouth, but nothing more than a polite response did. It was all right, because this was Lisbeth's job anyway. She reeled them in with the slightest touch and with the softest of words. It never took very much, and when it did, Lisbeth managed to surpass them all with her charm and her beauty. She prided in both those things and took advantage of them quite often. It was an excellent fact that she was a gifted person.

All it ever took was one kiss, and she would have the soul of one wrapped around her little finger. Hell, even with a touch, any male or female would be willing to bring the world to her feet for her. But that was always the problem. Her kisses weren't meaningful, but rather, they were fake. She enchanted her prey and because of that, Lisbeth abused her powers. She kissed once, twice, never thrice. And it wasn't only her victims who needed more of her, but it was Lisbeth herself would fell prey to herself. She thrived upon the sexual desires of others, and it took all in her power not to accomplish that final kiss which would kill a human.

Therefore, Lisbeth replied on her smoothness of tongue to satisfy both her cravings, and her conquests' cravings.

"You are very welcome, Alana," Lisbeth said with a smile, saying the other girl's name as clearly as she could to tease her a bit. Well, it certainly hadn't been difficult to get Alana to be surprised at Lisbeth's boldness. In fact, it took very little. And it took even less to send the princess running, which...wasn't part of Lisbeth's plan. So, the blonde stood there for a second, narrowing her eyes at herself, before sighing, and following Alana to the changing room. Lisbeth knocked on the door and leaned beside it, crossing her arms over her chest. "Princess? Don't know if the changing room is an ideal location to hide."

Why was she bothering? Lisbeth had her fun, now it was time to go. So go, dammit! "Come on, Alana, you can't stay in there forever. I was just...playing around a bit. I didn't mean to scare you off." Walk away while you still can, Lis, walk the hell away. But it was too late. Lisbeth had gotten herself caught in her own trap. Something which happened often, but she had been starting to master it. "Come on, we get coffee or something. I'll buy. Just...come back out."

Yup. Lisbeth was in trouble. And she was going to be trouble.