Does anything make sense in this world? Am I suppose to not know anything anymore?

Topic is deticated to: @Tycho Panthera
Date + Time June 25th + Noon
Place + Weather Marked in Gaia + Cloudy, but it's still nice
Clothes: A blue dress which reaches below her knees Link
- Other: Irish accent, Supernatural Beauty, 167.5 cm in height and Hair to hips
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It had been som strange days, and for once she thought that this crazy month of June, would slowly come to an end and she would once again be back to normal. She'd lost her aunt and uncle, to a man she still didn't know who was, she was turned into a teenager and now had to live with these strange emotions and urges. She was also presented with that fact that a lot of supernatural being existed, and she still did not know what she was, things were pretty crazy. But she had her first kiss and was a good start, on whatever would happen, and it had been a nice kiss, even though she didn't know much of this Caine yet, though he was a tall handsome stranger.
She threw it all away from her mind, as she walked through the market, she'd told Michael that she wanted to buy some more books, as she wanted to learn more. She thought she might buy a fiction book, and then a few with actual facts. Though she did not yet know which one to actually buy. But as she walked through the market, she could feel the stares on her, which was unknowingly due to her abilities, which had given her a supernatural beauty, very much close to a succubus. She was like a trap set on to this Earth, effortlessly beautiful, yet also more dangerous than she actually knew, she had charms she didn't know of and an innocence true to her person, which made her appear less dangerous than she was.
As she walked amongst the people, her eyes seemed to catch the appearance of a man, who was covered in tattoos, and he had this dead look to him as if he'd died and come back to live again. She tilted her head, and her gaze seemed unable to leave his body and face. She'd never seen a man covered in this many tattoos, and it was exciting and new. She found herself curious about who he was, and what his story was, even a smile appeared on her lips, as she held her back against her stomach, and looked upon this strange, yet alluring man.

She wasn't surprised when he noticed she was looking at him, but when he then decided to walk over to her, she didn't know whether to stay or walk away. But none the less, she did stan and waited as he seemingly came closer to her. He still screamed this aura of danger, much like what Caine had done, when she'd first met him. However, a part of her liked it, liked the idea of this man who could be dangerous, also because she unknowingly actually could defend herself, even though she did not know this yet. Her eyes went up, as he finally reached up to where she was standing "Yes," she felt a smile falling upon her lips, and as she was feeling more confident with herself, she wasn't nearly as shy, as she'd been just a week ago "I've never seen a person with that many tattoos, they're beautiful." She bites down into her lower lip, as her gaze went up towards him. Her doe eyes seeming both flirty and innocent all at the same time, she was rather fascinated by all his tattoos, and she wondered how they must feel against her fingers, was it soft or would she feel the texture.

When he teasingly said, she should be careful not biting her lip too hard, and a playful smile emerged on her full lips, finding his words rather amusing than anything else, and her eyes lever really left his. She had to admit, he had beautiful eyes, and even though his body seemed covered completely in these small artworks, he was a handsome man. Many may find the nature of these tattoos rather frightening, she found them to be unique and exciting, as if getting a tiny look into the darkness or creativity of a person, before ever getting to meet them or learn who they were. She took a step closer to him, not having the slightest fear in her eyes, and the smile was still locked upon her lips "A what an exciting first one it is," she tilted her head, an act that seemed to make her honey blonde hair move slightly over her face and lips and bares her long neck "May I touch some of them?" she asked, wanting to feel if his skin felt different, and for that matter if it felt soft. She hadn't ever really touched someone else, with the exception being Michael and Caine. So in other words, a part of her craved being touched and touch someone else.

"Why should I? Tattoos are art, so you're art, and they're are beautiful" was her response, as he seemed perplexed by how she wasn't scared by him or how he looked, no she rather fascinated by it. She'd never had a single tattoo in her life, given she was extremely young, but they could be so beautiful and a part of her actually wanted to get one or two, as if she was making something new and beautiful on herself. She waited for what he would say to her question, which was rather funny due to him almost seeming surprised by it as if no one had ever asked that kind of question before. So when he said yes, she reached out and let her fingertips trace along with his hand, up along his exposed arm and then his chest. His skin was soft but a bit cold to the touch, not that she minded this. Her eyes themself seemed to admire each one of the exposed tattoos before she then looked at his lips and the end his eyes "Wow," was all she said, with a smile gracing her lips.

"It's a very good wow," she said with no hesitation in her voice, it was very much a good wow indeed, he had soft skin and she could almost feel his muscles move under his skin, feeling kind of hard. She had very little experience with men, but her yet to be discovered ability, made her rather sensual og lusting, wanting to be touched and admired by anyone on her way "You're so sexy," her eyes almost eating him up. Her hands laid on his shoulders, and she stepped up on her toes, letting her face come close to his, her nose gracing his softly and her lips hovering above his, with only mm between skin contact. He would probably be able to feel her warm breath against his own lips "I'm bored, I wanna have fun." There was a teasing undertone to her voice, as she then looked at him to see what he would do. Suddenly anyone else didn't matter, and she didn't care what her original plan was, because that wasn't funny anymore "do you wanna have fun with me?" she asked, letting her brown eyes admire his lips, before looking into his eyes. Would he say no, or start asking questions she would probably step back and away from him.

She raised an eyebrow as he suddenly took her hand, and had it only been a few days prior, she would have been scared of him and the situation as a whole. But it wasn't, and she wasn't scared, she was actually excited and possibly even horny. The logical part of her didn't understand this sudden urge to do this, and why she was even following him, or suggesting she wanted to have fun with him. But alas here she was, now following him, not caring about the potential danger in being in his company, but who knew what the real danger was and who was actually the hunted one. So when he stopped walking and then placed a finger on her lower lip, she sucked on it, even biting the part of his finger below his nail. She let go of his finger, and jumped up into his arms, biting his earlobe "I'm so hungry," she was craving magic and above all blood, she grabbed his chin and turned his face towards her own, with her eyes suddenly shinning blue "I want magic" She raised an eyebrow and then captures his lips in a heated kiss. From the look of her, she could appear as anything, sensual, sweet, dangerous or even innocent, and only a few days ago she was one of those things. But as she grew, and her powers emerged, so did her personality, which sometimes was kind and innocent, other times dangerous and sensual, one never really knew who they would meet.

She got confused when his word sounded towards either he was going to eat her or, related to that of sex when she'd talked about wanting food. Though as she'd learned from the day prior, sex was nice and it seemed as, a good place to get some kind of love from another person. It could almost be kind of addicting, the pleasure and the kind of admiration from the other part in the act. Her hands found themselves in his hair, as he seemed to bite her earlobe, which also kind of made her shiver, and as he just seemed to let the kiss go on for as long as he did. He had soft lips and seemed rather good at the whole kissing thing, which she herself was still very much new at. So she hoped that her kisses were good enough, but since he hadn't broken it and then to look not so impressed, she took it as if it was okay.
Though her original thought had been to find food, she didn't actually mind that he had thought she meant sex because that meant she would have sex again, even though yesterday had been her first time "That sounds fun," she said with a playful smile on her lips, as she looked down at him, giving she now in his arms was lifted a bit over him.

She shrugged when he suddenly asked why she wanted the magic, while also holding her in his arms as if she didn't weigh anything at all "Because I like it," was he simple answer, as she at the same time, ran her fingers through his hair, looking into his dark eyes, but also admiring the tattoed face. Now being this close to him, she could see every single one of them, and she imagined ripping off his clothes, to see what else he was hiding underneath, both via his body but also his tattoos. She also liked the feeling of him holding her in his arms like she was this precious thing, something which he desired, but at the same thing she got some kind of validation with sex-related things, because people found her to be beautiful, or at least with what experience she had, this was what she'd come up with.
When he suddenly asked for her name, even calling her dollface, she smiled, and kissed his neck, before nibbling on his earlobe "Persephone," she said in a whispering voice in his ear "but you can call me whatever you want," she wasn't sure if this was the right thing to say, but something in her said it was okay, even though the more logical side, said it was rather cringy "Now this place doesn't seem the best, for the fun I want," she slowly after pointed out, still focusing on kissing and sometimes nibling on his neck.