19327/Mary gets her Groove Back

Mary gets her Groove Back
Date of Scene:	20 October 2024
Location:	Mary Seward's Penthouse #2
Synopsis:	Mary's been having something of a mid-undeath crisis lately, and invites Satana over to help her out of her funk. The half-succubus' advice ends up giving her a renewed sense of agency...and a mind brimming with ideas.
Cast of Characters:	Mary Seward, Satana Hellstrom

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Mary Seward has posed:
Mary sat comfortably in her penthouse's fabulous living room, the electric fire burning vibrantly. For the first time in a long while, she was expecting company, and not just from a lover or unassuming meal of hers. She had thought to invite an old friend over just to...talk. Nothing special, nothing devious or elaborate necessarily. Just someone she could hang around the place with and discuss for a change. There was one guest who made everytime they spent together a party of course, and that was Ms. Hellstrom, so that was her first choice of invite. So, in darkness only broken by that fire, she awaited her guest of the night, deaf to all noise other than the eventual knocking on the door that would single the demon's arrival.

This certainly took much less effort than going through a whole summoning ritual.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
The demoness had decided to go for the rather dramatic entrance over given the season. Over on the ground there would be a flash of brimstone, a bright, flaring portal blinding echoing up from the depths of hell with anguished screaming as Satana would appear over holding a goblet in one hand, outfit consisting of something bat-themed.. And with a witch-hat hanging over on her head curled to the side, her hips resting over on tp of a broom.

Mary Seward has posed:
The muffled screaming from behind her door was all the cue that Mary needed to start walking over. Soon, she'd open the door, and be faced with her nighttime visitor. "...Aren't you a bit old for trick-or-treating, Hellstrom?" Mary knew all too well how ironic it was of her to start making digs at anyone else's fashion choices. "...Come on in, I've kept the place nice and warm for you."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would grin, "You're never too old to enjoy yourself. You can't lie to me, you're just waiting to go out and about and tell everyone the fangs aren't real and pretend to be normal for awhile. Because being a damned creature of the night does need some variation once in awhile."

Mary Seward has posed:
"...Why the hell would I ever be desperate enough to find variation in being human?" Her attitude split-second shifts into being as ice-cold as the still heart in her chest. Matched by how harshly Mary slammed the door closed once Satana would enter. But, the part of Mary that didn't want to spoil the mood so quickly reasserts herself and brings back her more familiar, laid-back tone. "...Anyway, I don't have any candy stocked up, but I've got plenty of treats up in the back, so how about you go and get situated while I fetch us our...refreshments."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smirk over at Mary, "Nevermind, I just do have that sort of experience sometimes. There's always the fun in messing with people and expectations." She turns over into a very stereotypical angel.. And then shifts over to an albino woman with bright red blush on her cheeks, large yellow eyes, flowing long platinum hair and a dark red tuxedo floating over onto the couch. "And refreshments are always good. You didn't have to.."

Mary Seward has posed:
"Please, I'm your host. If there's one thing I pride myself for, other than my rocking body and great power, it's my hospitality..." Truth be told, there were much more things in front of that, but she knew Satana knew that. "...I'll be back in no time. Try not to break anything, or summon anything...Took me awhile to get this place fixed up after the last time it got trashed." SOme bitterness left over from that brief outburst seemed to finally escape as she finished that sentence, trailing off towards the backroom where she'd be getting their 'snack'.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would pout over, flashing her own fangs in this form - the pale semblance of a woman she had turned into much taller, and the pale looking far cuter on her face as she would give a light sniffle. "What did youe xpect me to do? And I understand, no summoning anything. I brought you something as well, though it isn't fresh."

Mary Seward has posed:
"Oh, you're too kind!" She shouts out from the other room. The room that she'd soon emerge from, with a human out of it in hand. By the looks of it, the poor soul was well-out of it, likely a combo between being under hypnosis from the Queen of Blood, and the blood loss from the prominent left on their body from the meathook they'd been hanging on.

Mary gently walks them over, and sits them down, right between herself and the very pale, very tall Satana.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smile, "Oh, tha'ts so sweet! I haven't had anyone give me such a treat in ages." She goes to blow a kiss towards Mary, a bit of magic turning it into a puff of smoke of lips forming to a heart before going over to 'smooch' to Mary's cheek. "Mine isn't nearly as impressive."

She goes to fold her hands together, and out from it she moves to carefully, carefully float out in several layers of runic protection and in a vacuum sealed box of pure iron.. "Sorry for the lengths I had to go to preserve it."

A whole Unicorn heart.

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary rubs where the smoke smooch landed on her cheek, looking down at Satana's little gift. "Awww, for me? Satty, you really shouldn't have!" She takes the enchanted box into her hands, getting a closer look at the prize within. "This can't have been cheap..."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smile, "Fortunately, I had someone else cover the charge. The wizard at the end was a bit irritating." She would sigh in a miserable pout. "And quite good with loaded dice."

Mary Seward has posed:
"Well, I'm flattered nonetheless." She smiles, setting the heart aside for now. "...So...How's life been treating you?"

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smile, "Oh, same olde. I rather do enjoy the season. I know, I'm a freak." Grinning and turning back to normal while she would take up the shriveled thing. Her hands going to focus over on him,g lowing purple as a small butterfly of the same color would come to her. She would daintily catch it on a hand, then take it to her lips to softly blow on it where it would disintegrate.

"Something to be said for casting aside pretences and being as you are."

Mary Seward has posed:
"You don't say..." She hums, sitting back and lifting up the poor soul's arm, wetting her fangs with her tongue. "...Can I be real with you for a while? Like, genuine?" Before she gets her answer, she bites into the human's wrist.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would gesture over, "Sure, by all means. Do consider me curious." She would settle in on the couch, after consuming the soul and the body, a withered husk turning to dust and vanishing over into the fireplace. Mary did say not to make a mess..

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary lazily watches the dust fly over and spark up the fire, all the brighter. She continues to stare into that fire, as she begins to speak. "...I haven't quite felt like myself, lately. It's a bit hard to explain, but like....You know how Constantine's been roping us all up into that business with that World-Eater and the possible apocalypse, right?"

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would muse over, "Yes, rather fluent with it. The metaphysics of this plane of existence being consumed is going to be.. Rather messy even for the infernal realms. Even some of those that stay out of things are.. Rumored to be taking steps. They've not even been stomping out those that make such rumors."

Mary Seward has posed:
"Yeah, and now think about how it is for me." Mary lowers her head. "...I've been wanting to take over the world for...well, almost literally forever. Centuries in the making of building my Blood Red Moon, making headway and killing enemies...all in the name of creating my vampire utopia. Now, I'm having to deal with the very possibility that this big, blue marble is gonna be annihilated before I ever get the proper chance."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would fold her hands together, "Then may I be somewhat pragmatic in the matter, darling? If you need any sort of inducement in it. Think of it this way. I hate to say it but this will be incredibly cliche and trite, but bear with me. You can't conquer the world if it's destroyed. Neither can anyone else."

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary bares her fangs, in deep frustration. "I know that, already, Hellstrom! That's why I've been tagging along, helping the drunken fool with his little misadventures of him and his superhero friends in trying to save the day...and if it's not that, I'm tagging along with them to go fight monsters like a little Scooby Gang...and in all that time, I just...I don't know, I don't feel like much of the Queen of Blood anymore. My ambition, my drive...it's just not what it used to be."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would reach a hand over to squeeze the shoulder, "Well, darling, I can be sugar sweet with you and give you reassurance or I can be blunt and direct. Which do you feel like you need more now?" Her tone soft and affectionate, but ready to go either way. "And I think your perspective is quite, quite rational."

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary leans slightly closer to Satana, allowing for the shoulder touch. She looks over the albino visage of the half-succubus. "...If you give it to me sugar sweet, it'll just feel like I'm one of the stiffs you're seducing for a late-night snack. Just give it to me straight, Satty."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smile, "Pucker up, grin and bear it. Hate to say dear, but things are being put in perspective. It's a big, scary world. It's a big, scary universe. We're up against beings the likes of which can snuff out this world the way we would a candle. And we're working alongside those that can do the same to us. You can stop and gawk at it and submit or you can keep running and jumping. It's rather ego obliterating. But sometimes we need that." A reminder of possible insignificance.

Mary Seward has posed:
A reminder that Mary absolutely did not like having under any circumstances. "...The last time I had that song and dance was when I had a pulse." She says, in a hissy sneer. "...I've tried taking my mind off of it. I've got a girlfriend, you know. She's a vampire queen too....She's fun, she...gets me and I really do love her. But...But, it's not enough. I can't enjoy our time together completely, cause of this hole inside of me. This hole that says I might go unfulfilled is still there. I can't let that remain. This eternity means something to me, it HAS to."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would lean back and let out a sigh, "I'm sorry darling. It's hard. I don't necessarily have a lot of things I can say that are of much help. Being in hell gives quite a different perspective, in a warped sort of way. But that's a rather divergent tangent from our line of conversation. And have you tried talking with her about it?"

Mary Seward has posed:
"...No...Not really. She's never really been into the whole world domination thing anyway." She shrugs her shoulders, feeling a bit defeated. "...I've been meaning to tell her but...I just can't find myself having the strength to do it. I just get lost in her eyes, and the good time we're having, and the blood we drink together and I just...procrastinate, I guess?"

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would nod at Mary, "Well.. Then keep on procrastinating. It makes you happy. Don't deny it and don't try and resolve it. The time you two have together makes you both happy. Don't do something to take that away from either of you. As for that hole.. You can't necessarily fill it anytime soon."

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary doesn't seem to fall out of her sulking, even with Satana's advice. It's only the last sentence that seems to get any rise out of her. "...That's not a certainty...I just have to find a way...Someway."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would just take a breath and then go to roll her eyes a bit sympathetically but also playfully, "Pit fiends, woman. You need a hobby. And a distraction. You can't live change of five hundred yars as a vampire queen bent on world domination and brooding like one of those gargoyles at the Vatican nonstop. If I may?" Gesturing for permission to go on

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary looks up at Satana. "...You may." She grumpily allows.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would sigh, "Darling, you're in a rut becaus eyou have this one life objective and goal and haven't done anything -other- than it in four hundred years. Unitl you can do it again there will stil lbe that hole as that is all you -know-. So, you can either live this way until the planet is destroyed in which case the issue is meaningless, or you can figure out some side projects and hobbies to put your attention to in the interim. Single mindedness in things like this can lead to this sort of thing. I hate to say so."

Mary Seward has posed:
"...Side projects, huh?" That seems to actually stick with Mary. By the look on her face, she seems to be thinking a few things up. Perhaps, there is some hope for her. "...Yeah, I...I think I can do that, actually."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would go to take her hand out and squeeze the wrist of Mary. "Also dear, remember to enjoy yourself. Do some things for fun. Remember another thing bout this season, silly humans aside is you can be -public- and use that as a cover. I'm sure you've had things you've wanted to do for decades you couldn't as they were a waste of time and effort or required too much investment when you had far more pressing schemes on."

Mary Seward has posed:
She looks down at Satana's hand, before beginning to nod along, slowly. "...Yeah, a few things come to mind...and you're right. Tis the season...Maybe, I'll start thinking up my costume..."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would lean in and give a quick smooch to Mary's face. "Call it something fun to do wtih your girlfriend. Ask her to help with it. I'm sure she'll love it. It'll be a project for the two of you to let her put her passion into. And find things the two of you can do together out for the season. Call that rekindling the spirit. Maybe roast a ghost over a hellfire pit."

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary gets that natural devious smile of hers, back on her face. "...I'll think about it. Thanks for the help, Hellstrom."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana Hellstrom would smile, "Pleasure dear. I, meanwhile, am off to mess with some cultists for fun and profit, but most of all personal amusement."

Mary Seward has posed:
Mary laughs at the prospect. "Knock yourself out...I'll see you around."