Under the Influence {DELILAH, STOLAS}

[Alexis Reese James]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] The world outside is changing me into who I'm afraid of The Words: Not Enough The Outfit: IS SMEXY? The Notes FOR DELILAH Las Vegas, Nevada. The City of Sin. Standing outside the Seven Sins Club and Casino, Alexis James stared up at the flashing lights and felt as if she were on the cusp of some life changing decision. For a few heartbeats, she almost retreated from her course of action but it was only her daughters happiness that forced her feet to move forward. Forward into a den of luxury, decadence, and beautiful people. Where ones greatest desires seemed to be just a card flip away and dreams flew on guilded wings. A seemingly paradise on earth that Lexi knew for the real hell it was. Reaching the front doors, the tawny haired beauty nodded at the bellhop and immediately know him for what he was. Demon. Stolas hadn't gotten soft in the years since they'd spoken and she knew by the flicker in the creatures eyes that his boss would soon know what was in his house. That was quiet all right with her. It would save her the nasty trouble of tracking him down herself for the little talk she had planned. Knowing that Stolas would not want her harmed until after they'd spoken at least, Lexi headed directly towards the bar and sat down gracefully on a barstool. When the bartender approached, she smiled and ordered a whiskey sour before turning her attention to the crowd and making a mental note of all the supernaturals in residence. Most of the staff smelled of sulfur so there was no doubt that Stolas believed in keeping himself well protected. Even she would have trouble taking on the number in this room alone, much less the whole casino. Thankfully though, after giving her a look over, most of the demons went about their business and left her to her own. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[Delilah]

Day off? That was such a foreign concept for Delilah these days. She was always the type that liked to be in the thick of it, watching what was going on. However, since a hunter took her best girl, one of the family, her family, she'd found it harder and harder to leave the place. She'd always had issues when it came to trust, but now she didn't really trust anyone. Every time she turned around, something was going wrong. Most of her girls were completely insufferable and if they didn't look so good with her clothes off, they'd have been gone a long time ago. The economy wasn't what it used to be and if she had to keep giving refunds or cancelling private sessions, the normally relaxed redhead was going to be looking for blood.

She wasn't exactly ready for work, dressed in a black tracksuit with minimal make up on and her fiery locks pulled delicately over her shoulder. She had been backstage with one of her newer recruits, her hips grinding delicately over the pretty brunette's lap to show her how its was done, when her phone gently began to vibrate in her pocket. Kissing her girl gently on the cheek, Delilah whispered 'you can do it' before moving off her and pulling out her phone. "Well hey Boss Man..... To what do I owe this pleasure?.... She's here? Reaaaaally?"

A wicked smirk covered the little vixens face. Oh this was brilliant. Delilah hung up the phone and tucked it away in her pocket, quickly tugging the zipper on her top down ever so slightly and quickly headed out front. The blonde was easily spotted at the bar, she was the one with no one around her. Most people were likely either scared of her or knew that Stolas would be far from happy if they touched her. Her high black strappy sandals clicked gently against the hard floor as she headed towards the bar, slowly sliding her butt onto the stool beside her.

Delilah didn't have to say anything, her drink was instantly slipped in front of her and that was just the way the demon liked it. She was treated like a queen. Hell, she practically was. Her fingertips embraced the black straw that adorned her drink, listening to the ice clink against the glass, her eyes gazing into the dark liquid. "What are you doing here, Alexis?"

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[Conner 'Stolas' Fitzgerald]

Well, Well. What did we have here?

Those words rolled over and over in Stolas's mind as he stood watching from the two way glass office above the casino. From his vantage, he could see the coming and goings of most of the club and the arrival of a slim, elegant looking blond was noted immediately. The graceful way in which she carried herself and the stubborn tilt of her chin told him exactly who it was and even he couldn't keep his eyebrows from shooting up.

What the devil was Alexis James doing in his club? More to the point, how much trouble was it going to cause him? Whatever had brought her here certainally couldn't be good because she was of such strong moral code that she wouldn't willingly enter a demons establishment. Even if they were..old friends.

Coming to a sudden decision as he watched the angelic creature, Stolas pulled out his phone and dialed his best girls number. When her husky voice answered from the other end, he had to smile before telling her who waited in the bar.

When he was sure that Delilah would be heading down to talk to her, the darkly handsome demon stood for a moment and gathered his thoughts. For almost 30 years, he'd peacefully navigated the rocky shores between hunters coming after him and playing it safe. He had no desire to go back to the Pit so he satisfied himself with the easy life of taking souls from those who were eager to toss them away.

As a casino and underground gambling operator, he had more than enough to get him by and he and Delilah lived like royalty. What more could a demon ask for, honestly? He got to kill when needed and watching the pathetic morals grovel when they bet to deep satisfied his morbid cruelty. He didn't go out and seduce the innocent into his web and the hunters didn't actively seek to destroy him. It was a happy mexican standoff.

And now... Alexis James was once more in his casino. Oh no, this was not going to end well.

Of all the foes he'd faced in the past, the unique beauty was the one he'd never been able to crack. No matter what he'd thrown at her, she'd given it straight back. In his own twisted way, he admired the lady and had a certain respect for her that he gave no other. His curiosity was peeked by the fact that there seemed to be something in her stance that suggested she didn't want to be here anymore more than he wanted her here.

What in hell could be going on that it would send the woman into his lair?

Watching Delilah approach Lexi, he knew the minute Lexi became aware of the red head. Her spine stiffened just a tad and her jaw set. Deciding that he wanted to be there to hear just what was going on, he teleported himself down so that he was observing from a quiet table a few feet away.

[Alexis Reese James]

The approach of a familiar presence was not unexpected to Lexi, even if it were unwanted. Shifting casually, she crossed her long legs and picked up her drink even as a redhead slid on to the stool beside her. When the bartender immediately placed a drink in front of the woman and then left... The blond prepared herself for the coming conversation.

Delilah didn't disappoint her by firing off the first shot.

Letting her wait for a few second, the blond took another sip and gathered her thoughts before she spoke. When she did, it was with a calm, cool clip that was all business.

"I'm here to see your boss, Delilah. I'm hoping he might have some information I need and thats it. I'm not here to cause him problems or to threaten his business but he was the last person I could think of who might have the answer I need."

Turning to face the woman full on, Lexi arched a brow and then let her gaze go beyond her to where she felt the stronger power. Letting a smile play about her lips, she turned her attention back to the redhead and leaned forward a bit.

"Even after all this time..... None of us ever change, do we? You still protect him.. I still protect the other side. Right now though.. I don't care about all that crap. The only thing I care about is finding out if there is any way to save my son in law and spare my daughter a soul shattering grief. If Stolas can help me with that.. Then I'll move heaven and earth to see it through. That.. is the plain and simple truth."

Then, picking up her drink again, she took a sip.

"Not that there aren't some lines even I won't cross but... I still will do what I can for my family and if talking to a demon is it.... Then thats what I do."

[Delilah]

Honestly... Delilah found it humorous. After all these years, after everything... The infamous bwitch was here, looking for Stolas.... Needing his help. Delilah liked their quiet life as much as Stolas. She didn't see the joy in blood shed, the stuff almost never came out of your clothes and have you tried walking over the stuff in Louboutins? You shouldn't... its incredibly hard!!

Her fingers continued to tease the flimsy black plastic of her straw as she listened to her sleep. "Well Alexis... I have to admit I find your loyalty... Admirable. Really I do... Even as a mother, there's not a lot of people that would go to such a length....." Delilah knew as well as she was sure Lexi did, Stolas wouldn't make this easy on her. Not for a second. Stolas didn't give something for nothing, if he did, they wouldn't have everything they had now. Yet... Delilah continued the conversation. She didn't doubt that Stolas would be interested in seeing what he could get out of the angelic blonde.

"It's a well known fact that the middle Winchester hasn't exactly made the.... best decisions. I mean... You'd think that considering this family's history he'd know better. The Winchesters are practically a 'what not to do at the crossroads' example. They make these things impossible to get out of for a reason. Hell doesn't like take backs and do overs.... and I highly doubt they're about to bargain with a Winchester soul.... " With that, Delilah lifted the glass, taking her straw between her teeth and taking a small sip of her drink.

"So please tell me...." The smirk on her face was prematurely, and possibly unfairly, smug... Though in fairness that was her default face. "What makes you think that Stolas could help?"

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