A party. A prime opportunity for mischief and blood lust. Crowds made for easy targets, murder came easy when people were packed into places like this. Too busy enjoying the festivities, too busy staring at the beautiful woman on fire. Iliana cut quite the figure on the dance floor, seemingly lost to a trance as the music played, swaying in time to the beat in a seductive dance, the living flames of her dress caressing her bare skin at it moved with her. She danced to draw in their attention, to keep their eyes upon her slender and sensual form, positively oozing with passion. 

That was right. Let them all look, let them keep their gaze upon her. The more they looked, the quicker she could get hold of their pulse, just as her beloved Bianca had taught her, and then she could set them all on fire… she could use her own, natural, elemental talent to infuse their blood with her flames. She could set their bodies on fire internally and watch as they all writhed and danced in pain, dying as their bodies burned without a reason. Only she would know, her and Bianca, if her beloved ever arrived. Oh and how proud her mate would be of her. 

There, there was one, one ripe for burning, she had their pulse now, she could feel their blood racing alongside her own, she was in sync with them now. A small smile crossed the woman’s beautiful face, a dark and dangerous smile that her Pack knew all too well, it meant death for those who saw it, and death was exactly what awaited her prey. Her eyes opened, dancing with her own internal flames, as she set her sights upon the man whose blood sang to her, so loud the music no longer existed.

her fingers flexed and with another grin, she flicked them, setting his blood alight, laughing as he began to scream and dance, the other party goers screaming alongside him, out of fear and confusion… all while the strange woman laughed…

[OOC: Bianca is wearing THIS suit :) ]

Bianca was a little delayed because they were putting the finishing touches on their suit. Where Illiana was wearing a gorgeous dress Bianca had opted for a handsome blood red and black suit and tie. Bianca had done their hair up in a more masculine style as well, though physically it was still hard to tell if they were male or female. Thankfully Illiana didn’t care, she loved Bianca for who they were, not what gender, and that’s all that mattered.

Bianca arrived at the party and dance floor just as Illiana was doing her thing, such was her distraction she didn’t see Bianca arrive. Bianca smiled as the people screamed and made their way to Illiana. Coming up behind the somewhat crazed fire mage, Bianca wrapped their arm around Illiana’s waist and pulled her close and leaned in. ”Sorry I’m late, my love.” Bianca whispered in a smoky voice before placing their lips to Illiana’s for a passionate kiss. ”I appreciated your want for fun, my flame, but do be careful, the Gods are hosting this party, they may not take kindly to us incinerating their guests.” Bianca warned looking into Illiana’s eyes before drawing her close again and whispering into her ear. ”But I do promise, before the night’s end, we’ll find some lone fool to roast.” Kissing Illiana’s earlobe Bianca then looked back to her eyes again. ”Now, shall we dance?”