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control.” Arching one eyebrow, her voice changed from disgust to one of thought. “But I guess every breed of male does that. Whatever. At least they're not as bad as the succubus. They put the capital 'S' in stalker.” she said, pointing to a group of breathtakingly beautiful women who were huddled together a short distance away.
Glancing at the group, Rena thought that every one of them looked almost desperate as they whispered amongst themselves and drank in the sight of every normally dressed male in attendance.
“When one of them zeros in on a desired partner, they'll latch on to him and will move the heavens and earth to get to the poor man. They'll create chaos, and even kill in order to have him and keep him. The only thing that can stop a succubus is for the victim to form an unbreakable bond with another woman, which is nearly impossible once she gets her meat hooks into him. Unlike the incubus, who just want to bust a nut and move on, the succubus won't stop until she drains the life force from her victim, which in turn is how an incubus is born.”
“Then why...” Rena started, but was interrupted.
“I know what you're thinking, dear, but the only reason Thoth allows them to attend is because he doesn't snub anyone, immortal or otherwise.”
“Tell me more about the incubus.” Rena asked, beginning to grow more curious than disoriented.
“There's not much else to tell. Let's see....Ok. The incubus can find a mate as well, but because their desperate need for sex is so...strong, I guess, they can go insane if the mate refuses them. The succubus are pretty much hopeless though, they're driven by the need to feed off sexual energy, and it's a more powerful need and compulsion than the most desperate of crack addicts to get a fix.”
“I see. So they're the Greek mythology version of fatal attraction? The succubus, I mean.” Rena asked, giggling softly as she watched her new friend pour another stiff shot . Home girl can throw back some drinks! She thought.
As if reading her thoughts, Medusa chuckled and said, “It's not ambrosia, but Ouzo gets the job done I suppose.”
Taking in her surroundings again, Rena spotted two men, one of which had the most fiery red head of hair she had ever seen in her life, the other sporting a shock of blond hair. Both appeared to be pleading with a tall black woman, then followed her as she turned and bolted with a look of utter disgust on her pretty face. But what amazed Rena the most was their costumes, which were more realistic than anything she had seen thus far, including Medusa's. They were 'men' only from the waist up, their lower bodies were those of a horse. “Now THAT'S amazing.” she stammered. “I mean, I saw guys dressed up like that in college, but that looks...REAL. I mean really REAL!”
“They're Centaur's. Wild and savage when someone pisses them off . Medusa explained. “All they're really concerned about is their territory and mates.” Pointing at the receding red-haired one, she continued. “That's King Eamon. Before he took over leadership, the Centaurs were nothing more than lustful drunks.”
Noting the man's powerful upper body, Rena saw he was wearing golden cuffs on both biceps.
“King Eamon is a moody bastard who rules with an iron fist, but he's also a good and fair leader. In the last three hundred years he's worked hard to improve their reputation. Aleksandr, his second in command, is loyal, and also a damned fine leader. That's him, there.” she said, pointing at the blond. “My guess is that woman they're following is their soon-to-be mate. They mate in trios, and when a triad is formed, they mate like many of us, for life.”
“I don't know, she doesn't look too happy.” Rena said, almost believing what she was being told.
“My my..will wonders never cease!” Medusa grinned as she looked at a gorgeous male with shaggy blond hair, his face peppered with five
Glancing at the group, Rena thought that every one of them looked almost desperate as they whispered amongst themselves and drank in the sight of every normally dressed male in attendance.
“When one of them zeros in on a desired partner, they'll latch on to him and will move the heavens and earth to get to the poor man. They'll create chaos, and even kill in order to have him and keep him. The only thing that can stop a succubus is for the victim to form an unbreakable bond with another woman, which is nearly impossible once she gets her meat hooks into him. Unlike the incubus, who just want to bust a nut and move on, the succubus won't stop until she drains the life force from her victim, which in turn is how an incubus is born.”
“Then why...” Rena started, but was interrupted.
“I know what you're thinking, dear, but the only reason Thoth allows them to attend is because he doesn't snub anyone, immortal or otherwise.”
“Tell me more about the incubus.” Rena asked, beginning to grow more curious than disoriented.
“There's not much else to tell. Let's see....Ok. The incubus can find a mate as well, but because their desperate need for sex is so...strong, I guess, they can go insane if the mate refuses them. The succubus are pretty much hopeless though, they're driven by the need to feed off sexual energy, and it's a more powerful need and compulsion than the most desperate of crack addicts to get a fix.”
“I see. So they're the Greek mythology version of fatal attraction? The succubus, I mean.” Rena asked, giggling softly as she watched her new friend pour another stiff shot . Home girl can throw back some drinks! She thought.
As if reading her thoughts, Medusa chuckled and said, “It's not ambrosia, but Ouzo gets the job done I suppose.”
Taking in her surroundings again, Rena spotted two men, one of which had the most fiery red head of hair she had ever seen in her life, the other sporting a shock of blond hair. Both appeared to be pleading with a tall black woman, then followed her as she turned and bolted with a look of utter disgust on her pretty face. But what amazed Rena the most was their costumes, which were more realistic than anything she had seen thus far, including Medusa's. They were 'men' only from the waist up, their lower bodies were those of a horse. “Now THAT'S amazing.” she stammered. “I mean, I saw guys dressed up like that in college, but that looks...REAL. I mean really REAL!”
“They're Centaur's. Wild and savage when someone pisses them off . Medusa explained. “All they're really concerned about is their territory and mates.” Pointing at the receding red-haired one, she continued. “That's King Eamon. Before he took over leadership, the Centaurs were nothing more than lustful drunks.”
Noting the man's powerful upper body, Rena saw he was wearing golden cuffs on both biceps.
“King Eamon is a moody bastard who rules with an iron fist, but he's also a good and fair leader. In the last three hundred years he's worked hard to improve their reputation. Aleksandr, his second in command, is loyal, and also a damned fine leader. That's him, there.” she said, pointing at the blond. “My guess is that woman they're following is their soon-to-be mate. They mate in trios, and when a triad is formed, they mate like many of us, for life.”
“I don't know, she doesn't look too happy.” Rena said, almost believing what she was being told.
“My my..will wonders never cease!” Medusa grinned as she looked at a gorgeous male with shaggy blond hair, his face peppered with five
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