LIKE AN ANGEL ⋆ INTRO, OPEN

[CAIN]

CAINSMARK MORTEM.

GODDAMN RIGHT YOU SHOULD BE SCARED OF ME

Cainsmark had no ties to this place, not really. He knew of the Rosebloods from their glory days, knew the stories, knew some of the names -- but he had grown up far removed from their eerie mansion, away from their bloodlust and chaos. As a child, as who he used to be, he might have been glad to have missed them in their barbarism. But this Cain? This Cain was a little disappointed that he had missed the show, and was all the more pleased to watch Sola lead the way. He'd follow his savage queen any where. So no, he did not know many of these strangers, nor did he recognize their customs, but at least he had his children, sibling, and spouses here.

Speak of the devils. Cain came strolling after Amren and Ayon, sea-green gaze amused as it locked on them. [b]"Amren, darling," he greeted her, voice lilting with his amusement, "We don't just demand others' things. Hi, Ayon, Jiyu." His attention lifted to the foreign girl, analytical and intent as it raked over her, before he smiled. It was lopsided and friendly, barely edged with the hint of something sharp under the surface. "Hello, there. I'm Cainsmark. Nice to meet you."

[B]THE ROSEBLOODS — DEMIGOD OF CHAOS — KING OF THE DREAM REALM — TAGS[/color]