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❝ Masochists really think of doing literally anything and everything to up the pain, don't they? I remember hearing about this one actor who put weights on his knees while kneeling on frozen peas! I'd... Rather not have that happen to me to be honest with you. ❞

📲: Stay put, I'll be there in a sec. After about a minute and a half, Lana comes from the employee elevator and waves to Niss with a smile. Yup, she sure dolled herself up. ❝ Hey hey, I was thinking we could go for a walk out in the local botanical gardens? The flowers are so pretty in the >>>

|🌟| I always find it amusing when Bsky tells me to follow myself, but I think this is the first time it's been all of my other Hellaverse muses at the same time lol

❝ Have we always had a kink store..? ❞ Lana is in Val's general areas of the tower, go figure. ❝ I knew we had a sex shop, sure, but... Kink Central? That's a new one... ❞

📲: Take all the time you need, just let me know when you're coming up to the tower please. 📲: See you soon~! ✨ Lana looks at the box she reached out towards earlier and chuckles. ❝ Maybe another time. For now? I've got a little bit of quality time to spend with him.~ ❞ Time to start getting >>>

❝ I'm thinking we maybe share a meal or something first? I tend to dive into things real quick and would rather go slow this time. ❞

Another doodle, another filing away of it... Lana looks over to a small box and has to stop herself from reaching out to it. Instead, she takes her phone out and smiles faintly. Text To: Prissy Nissy (@araneae-wrath.bsky.social) Text From: Lana Eliza 📲: Heyy, you around?

❝ I get that a lot... I can't ever tell if it's people trying to get me to drop my panties for them or if they actually mean it though. Like, you hear one "intellectual," you've heard them all. ❞

The musical was a bit after her time, so she just tilts her head. ❝ I mean... It's never a bad thing so... Yes? ❞

He'd likely wait a while longer. Lana wasn't going to try and be so bold so quickly. Rushing into things can get messy in a rather horrible way.

❝ Really? ❞ That sounded... Concerning, but she wouldn't be getting lied to by someone who so earnestly wanted to be her friend, right? Surely... ❝ Nothing I can really say to you, company trade secrets and all... ❞

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The second doodle she made of him was a bit more... Intimate, so to speak, but he wouldn't have to know that. If his biology was anything like Angel's, she had some good points of reference from the latter's "films." Either way, she's got goo goo eyes for that spider.

She's made another doodle, though this one is going into a different folder that she slips into a drawer. ❝ Geez, I don't get it... He's so cool and patient with me at the same time. Polite too... ❞ Swoon.~ ❝ . . . I get that he's great, but why can't I get him out of my head? ❞

❝ Not sure what stakes she has in V-Tower, but I'm sure it's fine. ❞ If it really was important, The V's could tell her about things later. For now though, Lana will lead the way and point out all the points where the cameras didn't have any vision.

❝ You don't have to force yourself to match my vibes. Besides, it's just a pretty dress at the end of the day, even /if/ the cleavage is on full display. ❞ At least she's honest about why most people would like it...

❝ For work? It depends. For myself? Not really, I just kinda felt... Well, cute, confident, and chic, like I said. ❞ The wing was incredibly soft, even if only felt by her fingers due to the glove of the outfit she was wearing. ❝ Easy to say you like it though given what you said earlier. ❞

❝ It's just a matter of manners is all, y'know? But, yeah... Again, nice to meet you, Raph. ❞ At least she's doing her best to be kind about it as she sticks out a hand.

It'd be more accurate to say that she hasn't been broken yet. She's still in her "trial phase" as it were. ❝ That's quite the compliment coming from an angel! ❞ Then something dawned on her... ❝ I... Just realized I didn't introduce myself. Heh, sorry... I'm Lana, it's nice to meet you, Sir. ❞

❝ Ah, I just can't get him out of my head~! ❞ Lana looks to her completed doodle, smiling warmly at it as she slips it into a folder she had on her desk.

❝ They're a bit demanding at times, but I manage. ❞ Her usual strategies involve making herself useful to the best of her ability, even when not scheduled for anything. Something something anxiety drives her.

❝ So it's more than a check-in? ❞ She's familiar with performance reviews being conducted in secret. It's usually there to see how workers /really/ are rather than performatively acting when something's announced. ❝ I think I know where some blind spots are if that means anything. ❞

Swooooon~! Seems Lana is in her room, doodling as she finishes up making some hearts on the design.

❝ I had to crawl my way back to stability before I got scouted by The V's. They give me fortune, fame, and "shelter from the dangers of Hell" in exchange for my work. It's the least I can do to repay them for that generosity, y'know? ❞

❝ It was, but it made it so Mr. Valentino was banned from owning any magnets. ❞ She giggled at the memory with a small nod.

Sighing as she looks up at the ceiling for a moment, Lana shoots up and gives a thumbs up. ❝ Alrighty, let's get to it! ❞

Though she does what she can to respect her employers, there were some jokes and low blows she couldn't help but go for at times. ❝ It really would though! I think the last time I saw him get static though was when Mr. Valentino put a magnet to his screen to see the pretty colors... ❞

She stopped immediately before giving a teasing smirk. ❝ It's always you big, strong types that have the cutest weakness of them all.~ ❞ Boop!

❝ Makes me wonder why I ended up down here then, but whatever. ❞ She shrugs and folds her arms. ❝ Some people are reserved, others are bolder... I just try to mind my business and work hard really. Consent is key and so is communication with me though, in case you're wondering. ❞

❝ Well, three times is more than a coincidence and all that, so... There's something to it, clearly! ❞ She decides to take a small step closer, offering a small smile. ❝ Makes me wonder how Mr. Vox would react to seeing you like this... Hehe, he'd probably short out. ❞

She knows Angel's accent was like that, so it must have just been a regional thing. She's never been to New York herself, so she wasn't sure. Besides, the mob wasn't really a presence anywhere while she was alive. ❝ Anyways, thanks for the advice and idea for our next little outing, Niss. I'm >>>

❝ And here I thought you'd prefer the auditory kind of attention. Again though, you look good in it. ❞ Now that she'd adjusted to it, her face isn't quite as red anymore. ❝ Other than me getting flustered, has anyone else said you look kinda... Y-Y'know, hot? ❞

❝ You're putting out some Beetlejuice vibes, but... Maybe sometime, Max. After a nice dinner or something, perhaps? ❞

She giggled a bit and nodded before finally taking a step back. ❝ So try to avoid the Scarface and mob talk in public unless I'm /just/ joking with you... Got it! ❞

❝ It's so cheeky yet... Not. ❞ Truth be told, she couldn't help but glance at the wiggle before returning to eye contact. ❝ What brought this change of costume on though, Mr. Alastor? ❞

❝ Oooooh... Well, uh... ❞ A H E M ! ❝ Helloooooo, Patient.~ ❞ She's trying her best...

❝ Oooh, I get it. It's like saying stuff in New York City that would piss them off because of stereotyping stuff, right? ❞ She noticed that he took a moment to collect himself, but she didn't quite understand just /why/ he was frozen in place.

❝ Wait, so people in Heaven can do things that we in Hell do all the time? Then... Huh... ❞ She was clearly misconstruing part of what he was saying, but that's neither here nor there.

❝ It, uhm... /Really/ suits you! ❞ Looking back to Alastor, Lana gives a small thumbs up and a fragile smile. ❝ It also kinda hugs your waist a little. ❞

Pride is a deadly sin for a reason, as many have been killed for even what most would take as a small joke. ❝ Oh? Like... Threaten you with a good time kind of threaten or..? ❞ She turns to face him now, standing chest to chest with him and offering a small smile.

❝ Nurse? ❞ She looks at the gloves and blinks twice. ❝ Y'know, I thought I looked more like a mobster girl parody, but these gloves kinda give off nurse vibes, yeah... ❞

Lana simply blows a kiss to Orchid with a small wink and cocking of the hips to the side.

❝ Oh I'm sure it would, but that doesn't mean it /has/ to. ❞ The way he spoke made him seem like an angel... That's when she put two and two together. ❝ I'd hate to see you fall though, y'know... For fucking a "whore" and and all? ❞

Blink blink. ❝ Now I think I see why Mr. Vox had such an... Eye for you... ❞ She's going to clear her throat and look away, her cheeks a tad flushed.

She "pounced" on him, simply putting her hands on the other's abs with a small "rawr" sound before she giggled. ❝ I'm /very/ viscious~! I'm also a . . . ❞ That's when the fingers began wriggling, poking, pinching, and prodding in a ticklish attack on the man. ❝ . . . Tickle monster~! ❞

❝ Woah... You sure know a lot about mob stuff, Niss. Did you watch many documentaries or something? ❞ She's heard him mention his crime family before, though she just assumed he meant it like some sort of "normal" family. ❝ I wouldn't mind watching some with you sometime if you wanted.~ ❞ She >>>

❝ Oh? Well, that kind of honesty is refreshing, actually... ❞ Blink blink. ❝ Tons of people down here are the type to act first, ask for consent later. ❞

❝ Oh I'm /sure/ it's hard.~ ❞ She was a byproduct of conditioning from The V's, she knew what was going on and just what she was saying... While the writer can't promise she'd act on anything, she's certainly stepping closer, holding up her hands in a mockingly predatory manner.