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Girls Night Out Serass - 1
🕑 Added 2024-12-23 10:33:15 +0000 UTCSerass was sitting at the bar, enjoying one of the many cocktails on the menu. She had decided to order them alphabetically, one by one. No poison, including alcohol, could affect her—one of the perks of being a lilim. Still, from time to time, she liked to induce a drunken stupor in herself just for the fun of it.
Serass’s sharp lilim senses scanned the club, a playful smile tugging at her lips as she observed her companions.
Beth, ever the vivacious hunter, was prowling the nightclub with her signature boldness. Her gaze darted across the room, locking onto potential targets with predatory precision. She exuded a confidence that was almost magnetic, reveling in the attention she commanded from every corner of the venue. Yet Serass noticed something else—a hesitation in Beth’s movements as if she were seeking something more meaningful than her usual “prey.” This wasn’t just a night out for Beth; it seemed to be a moment of reflection amid the chaos.
Meanwhile, across the club, Lily appeared to be in an entirely different situation. The scorpion woman was engaged in what could only be described as an intense exchange with a slim redheaded woman who exuded an aura of dominance. The woman leaned in close to Lily, her confident posture overshadowing Lily’s usual sharp, self-assured demeanor. Her voice, though lost in the music, seemed to command attention, her gestures precise and deliberate. Lily’s stinger twitched subtly, betraying her unease as she struggled to keep her composure under the woman’s piercing gaze. It was a rare sight to see Lily, the fierce scorpion, in such a vulnerable state.
Aqua, on the other hand, was absent from the scene—missing with the two men they had met earlier in the night. Serass chuckled to herself, imagining the antics Aqua might be up to back at her apartment. The slime girl was nothing if not unapologetically hedonistic. Serass’s knowing smirk reflected her understanding of Aqua’s tendencies, her imagination filling in the blanks with a mix of envy and amusement.
The blend of their stories, each unique and vibrant, brought a sparkle to Serass’s gaze. She sipped her cocktail, savoring the intricate dance of personalities and experiences that unfolded around her. With her keen lilim instincts, she remained an observer, a puppeteer of subtle influence, and an unintentional protector. Her eyes glinted with curiosity as she spotted a man near Beth, someone who seemed unaffected by the typical allure of the monster girls. Her smile deepened.
For all her detached amusement, there was a glimmer of affection in Serass’s sharp gaze. These moments, fleeting as they were, reminded her why she indulged in mortal company. It was the drama, the vulnerability, the fleeting emotions of beings who knew their time was limited—it was intoxicating in ways no amount of alcohol could replicate.
Next to her, two human women were chatting casually with a man whose soul radiated shadows. He's up to no good, Serass thought, her suspicion sharpening when she saw him, in a moment of feigned distraction, sprinkle a strange powder into the women’s drinks.
Serass sighed, getting up from her seat and approaching the trio with a stumbling gait.
“Woooooow, what a paaarty!” she slurred, doing her best impression of a drunken mess. “And they’re giving free drinks to ussss half-humans? Amazinggg! Oh, more drinks for meee!” she giggled, snatching the drugged cocktails and downing them in one gulp.
“You’ve got to be kidding me! We paid for those drinks, you horned cow!” one of the women snapped, her face turning red with fury.
“Oh, they weren’t mine? Ohhh, soooorry, soooo sorry! Hehehee,” Serass laughed, waving at the bartender. “Hey, two more on my tab for these lovely ladies!”
She turned to leave, muttering under her breath, “Alraune pheromones… that creep was planning to take both of them to bed. Typical.”
